From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 503: Continue the Music, Continue the Dance

Chapter 503: Chapter 503: Continue the Music, Continue the Dance

Old Mr. Li, both surprised and delighted, hurriedly took the phone.

The person on the other end said, "The position of the second young master has been confirmed. He’s settled in Dao Country."

Old Mr. Li was so excited he shed two hot tears.

"It’s good that we’ve found him. Don’t contact me yet; wait for my arrangements." Old Mr. Li hung up the phone.

Grandpa Bai was also happy for Old Mr. Li: "Found Tianyi?"

"Yes, finally found him. That stubborn boy, his temper is too strong. A small matter can make him leave home, and he’s been gone for years."

Old Mr. Li wiped his tears: "Let me not make you laugh."

"There’s nothing funny about it. We’ve been old friends for many years, and I’m happy for you too. What do you plan to do next? Go to Dao Country personally or have him come to see you?"

"I’m still thinking about the best arrangement. I’ll discuss it with Ye Han later and hear what he thinks."

Old Mr. Li deeply trusts Li Yehan’s judgment and believes he can provide good advice.

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Bai liked Li Yehan as a grandson-in-law even more.

As the two chatted, Huo Siyu arrived.

Following closely behind was Mo Shaolin.

Huo Siyu took off her long down jacket, revealing a white evening dress underneath.

"Qiaoqiao, congratulations on your wedding."

"Si Yu, you’re here."

Nan Qiao’s eyes unconsciously turned to Mo Shaolin.

"Qiaoqiao, don’t misunderstand. I just met him at the door; we didn’t plan to come together." Huo Siyu hurriedly explained.

Nan Qiao laughed and said, "Si Yu, I just glanced at him, and you quickly explained. Is there something between you two...?"

"No, it’s impossible between me and him." Huo Siyu’s attitude was firm.

Standing beside, talking to Li Yehan, Mo Shaolin had been paying attention to the situation here.

Upon hearing Huo Siyu’s words, Mo Shaolin felt dejected.

Li Yehan: "Mo Shaolin, manage your emotions. Today is my big celebration, smile."

"What’s there to smile about!"

Mo Shaolin sat down: "Xiao Yu ignores me, and says it’s impossible between us. How can I smile?"

Li Yehan also sat down, seeing him sulk, couldn’t help but laugh: "But you hurt her first."

"I know it was my mistake; I want to make up for it, but Xiao Yu doesn’t give me a chance. Ye Han, what should I do?"

"Affairs of the heart, I don’t understand either."

Mo Shaolin scoffed: "You don’t understand yet you got married? Li Yehan, are we still good brothers?"

Li Yehan truly didn’t understand.

"I married Qiaoqiao out of mutual affection; I never thought of hurting her, nor will I. I treasure her like a gem, can’t bear to hurt her. I’ve never hurt someone, I don’t know what to do."

Mo Shaolin: "..."

"Show-off, only you can show off. Xiu’er, is it you?"

Li Yehan: "..."

Li Yehan stood up and walked away, too lazy to entertain Mo Shaolin.

At this moment, Mo Shaolin was very angry, even two passing dogs could be kicked by him.

Mo Shaolin looked sorrowful, his eyes unconsciously turning to Huo Siyu.

Huo Siyu, feeling stared at, glanced sideways at Mo Shaolin, then quickly looked away.

Nan Qiao couldn’t help but laugh: "Mo Shaolin looks as if you did something to let him down."

"Let him be. He’s just good at disguising himself."

Huo Siyu picked up a glass of red wine, took a sip: "Come, let’s continue the music and dance."

Before long, music started playing, and the waltz began.

Li Yehan and Nan Qiao entered the dance floor, and others followed suit.

Mo Shaolin walked towards Huo Siyu, but she pulled Chen Man to dance.

Mo Shaolin: "..."

Bai Zhenyang laughed: "Shaolin, what did you do to hurt that girl?"

"Uncle, I..."

"Seems like you hurt her pretty deeply, I can’t help you."

Mo Shaolin: "..."

Chen Xinwan chimed in: "Shaolin, girls need to be cared for, you can’t hurt them."

Mo Shaolin: "..."

He realized it a bit too late.

The damage was done, and it couldn’t be remedied. His fate is indeed bitter.

...

The dance ended.

Everyone gathered around the table to celebrate Nan Qiao and Li Yehan’s happy wedding.

Old Mr. Li raised his glass: "Let’s all raise a toast, wishing Ye Han and Qiaoqiao a happy marriage."

Everyone stood up, clinking glasses, with joyful expressions on their faces.

...

The banquet ended.

Li Yehan and Nan Qiao returned to his room together.

Tonight was the wedding night, Chen Xinwan told Nan Qiao to stay at Li Yehan’s home but to take care of her health.

Nan Qiao took a shower and came out.

Nan Qiao sat down and didn’t feel particularly different.

"Li Yehan, are you really planning to live at my place?"

Li Yehan leaned closer, staring at Nan Qiao’s rosy face, his magnetic voice enchanting.

"Qiaoqiao, we’re already married. How you address me has changed, my dear wife."

Nan Qiao with her wet hair wrapped looked at Li Yehan like an innocent little girl.

"Li Yehan, don’t look at me like that."

Nan Qiao reached out to push Li Yehan’s face away.

However, Li Yehan came closer again, encircling Nan Qiao in his arms, not allowing her to avoid the question.

"Qiaoqiao, we’re married. You can legally change how you address me, it’s not against the law." Li Yehan laughed.

Nan Qiao’s face turned red, she lightly punched Li Yehan’s chest with her little fist: "So embarrassing."

Li Yehan revealed his white teeth, his smile growing stronger: "I’ll call you first, okay?"

Li Yehan’s blushing lips moved to Nan Qiao’s ear, softly calling out, "Wife."

Nan Qiao’s body trembled involuntarily, her arm felt goosebumps rising.

A tingling sensation made Nan Qiao feel hot.

"Qiaoqiao, I’m waiting for your response."

Nan Qiao smelled the fresh scent of shower gel on Li Yehan and looked up into his sharp eyes, her lips parted: "Husband."

After calling, Nan Qiao covered her face and leaned into Li Yehan’s arms, not lifting her head.

The atmosphere was so delicate, yet full of ambiguity.

The ambiguous air wrapped around the two, Li Yehan hugged Nan Qiao, placing her on the bed, then lay beside her.

"My mom advised that it’s unstable in the first three months, not suitable for you know what."

Li Yehan: "..."

"Let’s cover ourselves with the blanket and have a pure conversation, shall we?"

Li Yehan leaned over and kissed Nan Qiao’s lips: "Not interested."

Nan Qiao’s palm pressed against Li Yehan’s chest: "I think we should heed their advice."

"I don’t care what you think, I only care what I think."

Li Yehan leaned over, kissing Nan Qiao’s collarbone, sliding down.

Nan Qiao felt shy.

The next second, Li Yehan lay beside Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao: ??

"Why did you stop?" Nan Qiao was a bit surprised.

Li Yehan propped his head with his hand, facing Nan Qiao.

"My dear wife, do you actually want me to continue?"