Zhongqing returned to her parents' house, but she couldn't really go to Zhuo's house. Yi Jianren ordered a private room in the largest hotel in X city.
There are not many people either.
Zhong Xin was happy from the bottom of her heart to see Zhong Qing marrying so well. She came here with her child, who was already seven months old, making babbling sounds from her mouth.
Zhong Qing saw that this child was very cute and looked a bit similar to Zhuo Ran and her second sister. She held her in her arms, but she never let go.
In her mind, she thought of her child. If she was born now, she would probably be three months old.
His eyes turned red and he lowered his head.
Yi Jian had always been sitting aside, looking at Zhong Qing's expression, thinking that she was missing someone, and her expression became slightly melancholy.
Zhuo Ran has always been the best at understanding Zhong Qing's joys and sorrows. Things about the Yi family have never been told. He didn't know what happened. He just spoke to persuade: "What should I say on this happy day?
Just cry?"
Zhong Qing immediately curled her lips and smiled, sitting next to Yi Jian, holding the child and teasing her.
The food was served.
They were all ordered by Yi Jian beforehand, a densely packed table with delicacies from all over the world.
Also ordered some wine.
In fact, love cannot be overcome by alcohol. After drinking alcohol, your head will be particularly painful the next day, so at the wedding banquet, Yi Jianjian had her drink replaced with fruit wine.
Zhuo Ran likes to drink and Zhong Qing remembers it clearly.
So he stood up and poured wine for Zhuo Ran himself, then turned around and poured wine for Yi Jian.
Zhong Xin was happy to meet Zhong Qing and asked for some wine.
Zhuo Ran asked Zhong Qing to drink some too. Zhong Qing was happy and did not refuse, so she raised her glass and watched Zhuo Ran pour herself a drink.
Yi Jian held up the engraved silver cup and watched Zhuo Ran pour the wine for Zhong Qing. His indifferent expression remained unchanged. He just moved his thin lips slightly, then raised his own cup and drank it indifferently.
