Quick Wear: My love-brained childhood sweetheart always asks me for a kiss

Unfortunately, three months passed and Tingwei still failed to achieve his wish.

"God Lord..."

Ting Wei leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "It's still all right, right? I'm tired of hearing this. Well, now that Chi Yusheng is about to come out of seclusion, I've accepted my fate."

"God is wise." He didn't understand why their God wanted to pick on a little girl. He had been keeping watch for a long time and it was very hard. Now he could finally relax.

After Chi Yusheng returned, Chi Tingwan decisively accompanied Song Shiyan back to Qingyun Mountain.

After staying for a month, Song Shiyan proposed to hold a wedding ceremony in Qingqiu. After Chi Tingwan agreed, he took her back to Qingqiu. Song Shiyan didn't like to come back before, simply because there were a bunch of hypocritical people living there. They clearly wanted to get rid of him, but they still pretended to be brothers, which made him sick.

But now Song Chenming and Song Jinchuan have both suffered the consequences. Last time, he was unable to accompany Chi Tingwan to the place where he grew up. Now he can finally make up for it.

After arriving in Qingqiu, Chi Tingwan learned that Song Shiyan had started planning the wedding several months ago. Now, except for choosing the date, everything is basically ready.

In the final analysis, it was just waiting for her nod.

"What if I don't agree because it's too much trouble?"

"Then let them accept it. All the previous arrangements were made to let the brothers in Qingqiu share in the good fortune." If Chi Tingwan refused, he would of course be disappointed, but marriage is a matter between two people, and if the other party doesn't want to make trouble, he will of course respect that.

The wedding dresses for the two of them were red, and everything from drawing to completion was done by Song Shiyan's aunt. Song Shiyan often mentioned his aunt, with respect and admiration in his tone. His mother died early, and in order to prevent him from forgetting what his mother looked like, Song Qingtang would always paint for him every now and then.

When he was young, I would often tell him stories about my mother.

Song Qingtang was supposed to accompany Song Yao to the last fairyland wedding. But her daughter-in-law happened to give birth that day. She couldn't let go of her daughter-in-law who treated her like a daughter. So she let Song Yao go alone.

"I finally get to meet you in person." Song Qingtang looked at Chi Tingwan with joy in his eyes. "The day you first came to Qingqiu, I rushed over but was still a step late. I also couldn't attend your wedding afterwards. I really regretted it for a long time."

"Seeing is believing." Song Qingtang couldn't help but glance at Song Shiyan, "You're really courting a high standard this time."

"Aunt, what you said is absolutely right. I have to thank Wanwan for giving me this opportunity to marry someone of a higher status."

Afterwards, the two tried on their wedding gowns. Surprisingly, their sizes were exactly the same. After all, Song Shiyan was Song Qingtang's nephew who had grown up with him, so it was normal for him to know his size.

But Song Qingtang had never seen her before, yet she was able to make it fit so well. Chi Tingwan glanced at Song Shiyan and asked, "Did you give me the size?"

"Correct."

Song Qingtang was originally worried that the size her nephew reported might be off, and that the girl would be unhappy if she changed it. But now it seems that her worries were unnecessary.

Chi Tingwan didn't ask him when he measured the size. They slept in the same bed almost every day. He had plenty of opportunities. And with Song Shiyan's thick skin, she was afraid that he would speak without restraint in front of Song Qingtang.

Chi Yusheng was very supportive of Chi Tingwan and Song Shiyan's plan to hold a wedding ceremony in Qingqiu. She even came to Qingqiu to discuss the specific wedding date with Song Yao. This made Song Yao particularly satisfied. After all, he had no right to interfere in the previous Jiuchongtian wedding date.

When he received the decree, he had mixed feelings. He was happy that his son finally had a home, but he regretted that he had no chance to participate in the preparations for the wedding, and he was disappointed that the heir he had carefully cultivated was going to be someone else's son-in-law.

So he supervised the wedding from beginning to end, which was a great opportunity to make up for the regret.