The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

Wang Yuran effortlessly pushed open the slightly ajar door and entered the main hall. Gu Yunqian was sitting in the living room working on documents when he saw the two of them enter, carrying gifts. His face showed obvious surprise: "Why are you here? Didn't you say you were going to look at wedding venues?" He put down the documents in his hand, stood up, and greeted the two of them politely.

"We came to see your father first, and also to thank you for helping us prepare for the wedding," Wang Yuran said with a smile, her tone natural and friendly. As she spoke, Gu Mingcheng, supported by a maid, walked out from the inner hall. He was wearing a comfortable wool sweater and looked energetic. Seeing Lin Junze and Wang Yuran standing side by side in the living room, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"It's good that you're here, please have a seat." Gu Mingcheng waved his hand, gesturing for the two to sit down. Lin Junze quickly placed the gifts on the table to the side, then pulled Wang Yuran to sit on the sofa. He himself sat upright, with his hands on his knees, like a student waiting for a teacher's reprimand, his eyes showing a hint of restraint, completely different from his usual calm and capable demeanor.

Wang Yuran, on the other hand, appeared much more composed. She picked up a teacup from the table and poured a cup of tea for both Gu Mingcheng and Gu Yunqian, her movements practiced and graceful. Gu Mingcheng looked at the two sitting side by side, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match, and felt a surge of satisfaction. Then, a teasing thought crossed his mind, and he said with a smile, "What? Now you know to thank me? I thought you were so busy choosing a venue that you forgot about me."

"What are you talking about? How could we forget you?" Wang Yuran replied with a smile, her tone carrying a hint of coquetry. "We're here today to thank you for helping us prepare for the wedding, and secondly, we'd like to ask you to be our witness."

Gu Mingcheng smiled but didn't speak. Lin Junze remained seated upright, his eyes fixed on her, and said earnestly, "To Yu Ran and me, you are like a family member or elder. We hope you can help us host this wedding." His tone was sincere and respectful, filled with deep gratitude.

The eldest brother is like a father...

In fact, both Lin Junze and Wang Yuran were well aware that Wang Yuran's parents were in no condition to handle a wedding, let alone take on the responsibility of discussing wedding arrangements with their elders.

Gu Mingcheng has been taking care of them all these years. To Lin Junze, Gu Mingcheng is not only an employer, but also an elder and a guide on his life's journey.

As for Wang Yuran, Gu Mingcheng had lent her a helping hand on many occasions when she was in trouble, and she was grateful to him. Therefore, at this moment, Gu Mingcheng was taking on the roles of both an elder in his husband's family and an elder in his wife's family.

The two of them appeared here together with gifts, not only to sincerely thank Gu Mingcheng and his son for helping them prepare for the wedding, but more importantly, to hope that Gu Mingcheng could represent both families and witness this moment when they are about to enter into marriage.

This not only demonstrates their trust in Gu Mingcheng, but also fully illustrates his special and important position in their hearts.

Gu Mingcheng naturally understood their feelings. He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and looked at the two of them with gentle eyes: "I am very happy that you two can come together. You don't need to worry about the wedding. Yunqian and I will arrange everything for you. You just need to focus on preparing and be a happy couple."

"Thank you, Brother Mingcheng, thank you, President Gu... Brother!" Lin Junze and Wang Yuran said in unison, their eyes filled with gratitude.

The awkwardness in Lin Junze's heart gradually dissipated after hearing Gu Mingcheng's words. He turned to look at Wang Yuran beside him, and the two smiled at each other, their eyes conveying a tacit understanding and tenderness that needed no further explanation.

The last rays of the setting sun streamed through the living room window, casting long shadows on the three of them. The delicate fragrance of osmanthus blossoms from the courtyard drifted into the living room on the breeze, mingling with the aroma of tea to create a warm yet dignified atmosphere.

This scene at the Gu family's old house, devoid of tedious formalities and complex discussions, was filled with warmth and affection, becoming yet another precious and unforgettable moment in Lin Junze and Wang Yuran's love story...

Gu Yunqian looked at the heartwarming scene before him and a rare smile appeared on his face. He picked up the documents on the table, gently placed them aside, and said, "We have tentatively decided on a seaside resort hotel for the wedding venue. The scenery there is beautiful, and it offers a high degree of privacy. I will have my assistant send you the detailed plan later, and you can take a look and see if there are any adjustments needed."

"Okay, thank you for your help, Yunqian." Wang Yuran nodded with a smile, her tone sincere. Lin Junze also nodded and added, "Thank you for your hard work. If there's anything we can do to help you, just let us know."

Sunlight filters through the carved wooden windows of the Gu family mansion, casting dappled golden light onto the smooth bluestone floor, creating a perfectly warm atmosphere. The fragrance of osmanthus blossoms from the courtyard drifts into the main hall, mingling with the shimmering sheen of silk in the air, creating a cozy and inviting ambiance.

Wang Yuran and Lin Junze entrusted all the details of the wedding to Gu Mingcheng and his son. From venue setup and event planning to wedding attire customization, they trusted Gu Mingcheng completely. They had no objections to anything Gu Mingcheng approved. Even the wedding attire was custom-made at the familiar Gu family home, for the sake of comfort and peace of mind.

At this moment, the custom-made wedding dress was finished. The tailor carefully unfolded the bright red wedding gown, the skirt embroidered with lotus patterns hanging down, the gold thread flowing in the sunlight, making the red even more intense and festive.

With the help of the servants, Wang Yuran changed into her wedding dress. The skirt clung to her figure, outlining her gentle curves, adding a touch of shyness and tenderness to her originally capable demeanor. She walked to the bronze mirror, looked at herself in her wedding dress, a moment of surprise flashing in her eyes, which was then filled with the joy of her upcoming marriage, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

Lin Junze also changed into his matching groom's attire. The black brocade robe with gold trim made him look even more upright. He couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. He was happily adjusting his collar in front of the bronze mirror. His fingertips traced the patterns of the silk, feeling its delicate and smooth texture. Every movement revealed his excitement at the prospect of marrying his beloved.

Gu Mingcheng sat on a grand chair to the side, holding a teacup, looking at the handsome couple in front of him with a gratified smile on his face. He occasionally gave a few words of advice on the maintenance details of the wedding dress, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

However, this tranquility did not last long. With a creak, the old house's door was pushed open, and a familiar yet unfamiliar figure walked into the main hall against the light, breaking the warmth of the room. Wang Yuran was examining the details of her wedding dress in the bronze mirror when she caught sight of the newcomer out of the corner of her eye. Her body stiffened abruptly, and the movement of adjusting her skirt stopped instantly. Her eyes were filled with astonishment—she never expected to see Song Yuanzhe here.

Standing at the entrance of the main hall, Song Yuanzhe's gaze immediately locked onto Wang Yuran, who was dressed in a wedding gown. His eyes shone with a mixture of amazement, longing, and an overwhelming sadness.

He had imagined Wang Yuran in her wedding dress countless times in his dreams, imagining her holding his hand and walking into the hall of marriage. It was his most fervent expectation since his youth, his vision of spending his life with her. But now, she was really wearing a wedding dress, her figure graceful, her eyes smiling, but she wasn't marrying him.

A profound sense of loss instantly overwhelmed him, making his chest feel tight, his throat constricted, and even his breathing become heavy...