The news that Ling Yi's proposal was successful soon spread to the ears of everyone in the Ling family, young and old.

When Mr. Ling heard the good news, he was so excited that his blood pressure rose a lot. He immediately waved his hand and arranged for the whole family to prepare for the wedding in full swing.

Considering that Wen Yang had no biological parents to prepare a dowry, Old Ling directly gave Wen Yang a villa in the name of his grandfather as a support for Wen Yang.

Ling Qiming and Shen Nianci were not to be outdone and bought a lot of things for Wen Yang.

Finally, after asking Wen Yang's opinion, the style and venue of the wedding were decided.

One day in July of the following year, Wen Yang and Ling Yi's wedding was held as scheduled in a dreamlike seaside manor.

The sea breeze blew gently, and the snow-white curtains on the arch floated gently, like a skirt woven from shark silk dancing in the air.

Wen Yang also changed into an exquisite wedding dress in the dressing room.

This wedding dress was designed by Valentino, a well-known designer and friend of Shen Nianzhi, based on Wen Yang's temperament.

The wedding dress skirt is piled up in layers, looking fluffy and dreamy.

The upper body is made of top-grade Italian lace fabric, combined with exquisite hand-cutting, which perfectly highlights Wen Yang's good figure.

"You're so beautiful! It's a blessing for Ling Yi to marry you." Old Ling couldn't help but praise Wen Yang as he looked at the dressed-up girl.

Upon hearing this, Wen Yang smiled brightly and said, "Grandpa, it's not a loss for me to marry Ling Yi." After saying this, she winked playfully.

"Hahahaha, you kid!" Old Ling was amused by Wen Yang and laughed out loud. His hearty laughter echoed in the dressing room.

Just then, there was a soft and rhythmic knock on the dressing room door, and the staff came in and asked, "Is the bride ready?"

Wen Yang took one last look at himself in the mirror, took a deep breath, then turned around and nodded: "Ready."

Elder Ling walked to Wen Yang's side, raised one arm, bent his elbow, and looked at Wen Yang gently: "Let's go, child, I'll take you to see Ling Yi."

"Yeah!" Wen Yang smiled and took Ling Lao's arm.

Afterwards, under the guidance of several staff members, they set off for the wedding venue.

As soon as she went out, the salty sea breeze blew gently, gently lifting Wen Yang's light veil and white skirt.

As they moved forward, the scent of the sea breeze became stronger. When they reached the edge of the manor, the azure sea came into view. The sunlight sprinkled on the sparkling sea, like broken gold dancing on the sea.

At the same time, the melodious wedding march came to my ears.

Elder Ling led her through the white wedding dress archway with a solemn and loving look.

Wen Yang immediately saw Ling Yi standing at the end of the red carpet in a black suit, smiling gently and freely.

Her eyes were involuntarily drawn to Ling Yi.

She had clearly seen this person thousands of times and was so familiar with him that she could clearly describe every subtle expression of his. But in this dreamlike moment, when she looked at him again, her heart still couldn't help but flutter like a deer.

Soon, accompanied by Old Ling, Wen Yang came to Ling Yi.

Elder Ling took Wen Yang's hand, looked up at Ling Yi and said seriously: "I'm leaving Ayang in your care. From now on, you must treat her well as always and never let her suffer any injustice."

Ling Yi nodded solemnly and took Wen Yang's hand from Elder Ling. "Grandpa, don't worry. I will always treat her well."

Hearing this, a relieved smile appeared on Old Ling's face. He patted Ling Yi's shoulder gently, then turned around and walked to the seat for elders to sit down.

The subsequent wedding process went very smoothly. After the two took their vows, the wedding ceremony was successfully completed.

Wen Yang’s roommates from all over the country came to attend the wedding, and they were all very excited to see the lovers finally get married.

Zhao Xi was the first to pick up the wine glass and said with a smile, "Wen Yang, when we were in college, we all hoped that you would find a good home. Today, your wish has come true! This glass of wine, I must toast to you!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Jiahe and Lin Shuwen also raised their glasses.

However, just as Wen Yang was about to accept the toast, Ling Yi stood in front of Wen Yang without leaving any trace, and leisurely took the wine that was offered to Wen Yang one by one, and drank it without blinking.

"My wife thinks wine is bitter and doesn't like to drink, so I drink it for her." After drinking, Ling Yi explained lightly.

Zhao Xi and the others were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, I didn't expect that our Ling University campus hunk is also such a wife-protecting maniac!"

"Yeah, yeah, I didn't expect that. But now we can rest assured. That's great, Yangyang!"

Faced with the teasing of several roommates, Wen Yang lowered his head with a red face, feeling a little embarrassed.

In this way, everyone was talking to each other, laughter was heard one after another, and the atmosphere on the scene became more joyful and harmonious.

Time passed quietly in joy, and before we knew it, the evening glow gradually fell on the seaside manor, and the wedding was finally coming to an end.

Wen Yang couldn't count how many drinks Ling Yi had blocked for her, but in the car that was taking them back to their new home, Ling Yi's eyes looked a little drunk and blurry.

Wen Yang, who was sitting in the back seat, poked Ling Yi, who was also sitting in the back seat, and asked in a low voice, "Are you drunk?"

Ling Yi slowly turned his head and looked at Wen Yang with a somewhat hesitant look. He moved his lips and spoke in a hoarse voice, "It seems so."

Wen Yang sighed, frowned slightly, and said helplessly, "Why do you drink so much by yourself? I can drink too."

Ling Yi looked at Wen Yang, smiled, and raised his hand to smooth the wrinkles between Wen Yang's brows. Then he slowly approached Wen Yang, gently resting his head on Wen Yang's shoulder, and spoke as if muttering to himself: "Today is such a happy day. Everyone came to bless us."

"Yes." Wen Yang looked at Ling Yi who was leaning on his shoulder, and a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"So... I hope you can be happier on such a happy day, without having to drink something bitter like alcohol." Ling Yi said slowly.

Wen Yang was stunned for a moment, then she chuckled, reached out a hand to touch Ling Yi's head, and said softly: "Thank you, you are so thoughtful."

Ling Yi raised his head after receiving the praise, and smiled slyly, "But don't worry, honey, I'm not completely drunk yet, so I can still fulfill my duties without any problems."

"What should be done..." Wen Yang repeated in a confused tone.

Ling Yi thought Wen Yang was asking him, so he explained: "It's just to do..."

Before she could utter the word "Ah", Wen Yang quickly covered her mouth with his hand.

Wen Yang looked at the expression of the driver in the front seat in panic, and at the same time looked at Ling Yi, who was standing beside him with his mouth covered tightly by him, in horror.

She thought Ling Yi must be drunk. Fortunately, she was quick to cover his mouth in time, otherwise Ling Yi would have uttered some terrible words in public...

Wen Yang felt like he had survived a disaster.

In this way, Wen Yang covered Ling Yi's mouth all the way until the car drove to the new villa, then she let go.

After getting off the car, the servants hurried over to help Ling Yi into the decorated new house.

As soon as Ling Yi lay down on the bed, he closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep.

Wen Yang listened to Ling Yi's long breathing, smiled helplessly, turned around and went into the bathroom to wash up.

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