Chapter 79

Chapter 79

Cheng Yuan had been in a bad mood all week.

He was very down, like he had something on his mind.

Then one day, he suddenly spoke.

"Aren't you supposed to be holding the wedding?"

"Really? You said yes?!"

Pei Qingji was stunned for a moment, his voice full of surprise and delight.

A smile appeared in his cold eyes.

It was the kind of genuine smile he couldn't stop, the corners of his mouth curling up involuntarily.

He excitedly grabbed Cheng Yuan's wrist, his voice shaking with excitement and nervousness.

"You... you really mean it?"

Cheng Yuan was startled. He could feel the other's arm holding his wrist trembling slightly.

He raised his eyes to look at him and suddenly smiled.

Pei Qingji was stunned. This was the first time Cheng Yuan had shown him a genuine smile.

His heart was filled with joy, and his pheromones surged with excitement.

"Then... I'll find someone to handle the arrangements."

"Is it okay if we only invite both sets of parents? Can we do that?"

Cheng Yuan shook his head and said.

He thought his request might be unreasonable, since for a wedding, according to custom, you should hold a banquet to let friends and family know about the relationship.

And with such a big wedding, not holding a banquet would be ridiculous.

But Cheng Yuan didn't want that.

Just as he thought Pei Qingji wouldn't agree, he was surprised to see him nod quickly with a smile.

"Of course. Why would I invite them anyway?"

Most of those relatives were only invited for business interests, just to keep up appearances.

He couldn't be bothered to have anything to do with them.

"I... I'll have Assistant Lin get started on the preparations right away. Wait for me."

He was so happy he couldn't even speak properly.

Cheng Yuan was startled for a moment, then nodded.

"Mm, I'll wait for you."

Pei Qingji didn't know how to describe his current feelings. He felt he had never been this happy in his whole life.

Of course, the moment the baby was born was joyful, but thinking about how much Cheng Yuan had suffered during childbirth made his heart ache.

He told his father and mother about it.

"Mom, I'm going to have a wedding."

"A wedding? You and Xiaoyu's? He agreed?"

Pei Qingji nodded.

They had never seen their son this happy.

"Great, great, great." Grandpa Pei also thought it was a wonderful idea.

"We can't let others think we've treated Xiaoyu unfairly."

Pei Qingji added, "He said we should only invite our friends and family, no one else."

His parents were startled for a moment, but still nodded in agreement.

For people like them, there was no real friendship, only business interests.

Besides, with too many people, something could go wrong.

"When is the wedding scheduled for?"

"Next week."

"Isn't next week a bit too rushed?"

"I'll have people hurry things along. It should be doable." Pei Qingji's tone was extremely excited, unable to contain his joy.

The moment he finished speaking, he called Assistant Lin.

"I need you to handle something for me."

"Boss, I'm listening."

"I'm going to have a wedding with An'an. I need you to arrange it."

Assistant Lin was a bit surprised, but he still said.

"Got it."

"When will it be?"

"Next Monday."

Today was Monday.

Next Monday was only a week away.

That was way too rushed!

"So, boss..."

Pei Qingji didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing, boss. I've got it." Assistant Lin slumped over the steering wheel of the Maybach, so frustrated he could cry.

He could tell his boss was in a great mood, and he was genuinely happy that the boss and his wife were finally together.

But did anyone think about whether he'd live or die, ahhh?!

Pei Qingji seemed to realize he was asking too much, so he added, "I'll double your salary."

"Alright, boss, I promise I'll get it done. Rest assured, leave it to me."

Assistant Lin immediately perked up.

Double salary?!

Even if he had to get it done in three days, he could do it!

Pei Qingji seemed to read his mind, and a slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Thanks."

Th...thanks?! No freaking way?!

Assistant Lin was dumbfounded, still in shock, and by the time he snapped out of it, he was already lightheaded.

The boss actually said thank you to him?!

He was a little excited. In all his years working for the boss, he'd never heard words like that come out of his mouth.

For a moment, Assistant Lin felt he could even give up the money, gladly rooting for the boss and his wife's love.

But he still had his wits about him, otherwise he would've almost blurted out that he didn't want the salary.

Close call. That was close.

Assistant Lin swallowed back the words he wanted to say and just said, "Alright."

"It's an honor to serve the boss and his wife."

Assistant Lin flashed his usual smile again.

The wedding was kept simple, but Pei Qingji made sure everything was top-notch.

But preparations still took time—choosing the venue, the attire, and so on.

They hadn't even had wedding photos taken.

Cheng Yuan shook his head in response.

"Then let's take a family photo."

Come to think of it, they hadn't taken a single family photo since the baby was born.

Cheng Yuan didn't refuse this time and agreed.

Seeing him agree, Pei Qingji—though puzzled why he'd refused wedding photos—was overjoyed at the idea of a family photo.

He immediately arranged for someone to come that afternoon to shoot.

"Great, this angle is especially nice."

"Sweetie, don't move."

"One more shot."

The photographer snapped away.

They didn't go anywhere else to shoot—they did it at home.

"Mr. Pei, could you get a little closer to your wife? And put your arm around her waist."

"Baby, don't move either. Let's get a smile from the baby, then we'll take one more."

Pei Qingji adjusted his posture, resting his hand on Cheng Yuan's waist.

Cheng Yuan paused for a moment, said nothing, and looked at the camera.

"Great pose, hold it."

"Mrs. Pei, smile."

Cheng Yuan smiled at that.

Pei Qingji's Adam's apple bobbed as he watched Cheng Yuan's eyes crinkle with a smile.

It had been a long time since he'd seen this, but lately it kept showing up.

He vaguely felt something was off, but the joy had already clouded his judgment.

"Alright, let's see how they turned out?"

The photographer showed them the photos to see if they were happy with them, and if not, they'd retake them.

In their marriage certificate photo,

the two of them sat far apart, and Pei Qingji's face was full of impatience and naked disgust.

But in this photo now, his gaze at Cheng Yuan was filled with undeniable tenderness.

Cheng Yuan stared at the photo for a long time, until Pei Qingji called his name, and only then did he nod.

"It's beautiful."

He let out a sigh.

The wedding photo he'd always longed for was finally complete, making up for the regret of that time.

But his mindset now was completely different from back then.

Back then, he was marrying the person he loved, filled with joy; now, it was just a hint of nostalgia.

Cheng Yuan let out a faint smile.

Seeing his mother smile, the baby started giggling too.

The photographer saw this and felt his heart melt.

His eyes welled up with tears.

He had a family and kids too, and seeing this scene really moved him.

"Wishing Mr. Pei and his wife a hundred years of happiness. If you ever need anything, I hope you'll come back to us."

"We'll make sure you get the perfect shots."

Pei Qingji nodded, though it was obvious he was in high spirits.

"Mm, we look forward to working with you again."

He extended his hand and shook theirs in return.

The photographer Pei Qingji had hired was a world-famous master, who'd only arrived in City A the day before.

He had the photo hung in the living room—a happy family of three.

That night, after washing up and getting into bed.

Pei Qingji had been holding in his excitement all day.

He couldn't fall asleep, his mind replaying Cheng Yuan's promise over and over.

He even felt like he was dreaming.

Pei Qingji looked at Cheng Yuan sleeping beside him, a smile creeping onto his lips.

*His eyelashes are so long...*

Pei Qingji's Adam's apple bobbed as the thought crossed his mind.

*There's a small mole on his Adam's apple—also very attractive.*

He glanced over, saw he was still asleep, and couldn't resist leaning in for a quick kiss.

He let out a soft chuckle.

"Sleep."

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Meanwhile, Assistant Lin was coordinating the wedding arrangements with Pei Qingji and had some things to discuss.

"The wedding decor?"

"Let's go with a flower theme—add more hydrangeas."

Pei Qingji paused, then added, "He likes them."

Assistant Lin was taken aback for a moment, then said alright.

The final venue was the chapel, leaving only the attire to pick.

Assistant Lin sent Pei Qingji a few photos to check out.

Pei Qingji showed the photos to Cheng Yuan to pick one.

Cheng Yuan paused, glanced through them, and was drawn to one.

A white suit with a slight blue tint—really nice.

"This one."

Pei Qingji looked where he pointed and thought that one looked great too.

But then again, he thought, he looks great in anything.

He called to have the suit delivered.

"Go try it on and see if it fits. If it's too big or too small, I'll have them fix it."

This suit was also haute couture, designed by a world-famous designer—one of a kind.

Cheng Yuan nodded and went into the room to try it on.

Pei Qingji had already changed and was waiting outside.

He kept glancing at the door, his Adam's apple bobbing.

His mind couldn't help but picture Cheng Yuan in that suit.

He'd changed into his own outfit ages ago.

After what felt like forever, the door opened.

Pei Qingji instinctively looked over and froze.

Cheng Yuan was in the white suit with a blue tint.

The crisp fabric made his shoulders look straight, his waist cinched, and his silhouette elegant—like a graceful little prince.

His jet-black hair was glossy, making his eyes look even rounder and bigger, as if they sparkled with starlight when he looked at you.

Especially when Cheng Yuan lowered his head slightly, revealing the pale skin at the nape of his neck.

Being stared at like that made him a bit uncomfortable.

"What is it?"

Cheng Yuan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if he were a little shy.

After a moment, he lifted his bright eyes to look over and asked softly.

"You..." why are you staring at me?

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