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Chapter 1088 - 1086: Be Happy, Girl (2)
Chapter 1088: Chapter 1086: Be Happy, Girl (2)
JO had thought he would never see Wen Qing again, and indeed, a distant glance at the wedding had fulfilled his lifetime’s regrets. However, unexpectedly, they ran into each other face to face in the parking lot.
JO, who was about to open his car door, and Wen Qing, who was preparing to get into her car, both stopped what they were doing and looked towards each other.
They silently gazed at each other for a long time, until JO broke the silence: "Long time no see."
Wen Qing: "Long time no see."
JO: "Indeed, it’s been a long time. Almost fifty years, right?"
Wen Qing: "Yes, fifty years. Time flies, half a lifetime has passed."
JO: "You’re still so charming."
Wen Qing laughed: "Thank you, you’re still such a gentleman as well."
JO laughed too: "Thank you..."
After a pause, JO still asked the question he most wanted to ask: "How have you been these years?"
Wen Qing: "Pretty good. And you? Have you been well?"
JO: "I’ve been pretty good too."
Wen Qing: "Are you leaving?"
JO glanced at his car: "Yes, I’m about to leave. How about you?"
Wen Qing: "Me too."
JO: "Then...goodbye."
Wen Qing: "Goodbye."
After saying their goodbyes, they each got into their cars.
The vehicles quickly started and left the underground parking lot, one to the left and the other to the right, slowly drifting apart.
Actually, JO had another question he really wanted to ask: Did you go back to the United Kingdom and marry your fiancé?
Actually, Wen Qing also had something she didn’t say: After I returned to the United Kingdom, I still didn’t marry my fiancé.
But those words, at their age now, no longer mattered whether they were said or not.
Some people and some love, once missed, are missed forever.
...
After sending off the last group of guests, it was almost past four in the afternoon.
The people who remained were either close relatives or intimate friends, and the group didn’t go anywhere else to celebrate; they all returned to the Han Family’s old house.
After a day of hustle and bustle, everyone was tired, and the most exhausted of all was the bride, Xia Wan’an. Hence, after dinner, Han Jingnian took her upstairs to rest early.
Speaking of rest, Xia Wan’an couldn’t fall asleep at all. She lay on the red bed sheets and cover, feeling that today’s joy was like a dream. After Han Jingnian came out of the shower, seeing that she hadn’t slept, he didn’t waste the precious moments and indulged in a night of springtime that was worth a thousand gold pieces...
In this world, there is no shortage of stories.
When one story ends, there will certainly be another beginning.
While unspeakable things were happening in a room upstairs, downstairs in the living room, the atmosphere was harmonious and joyful. The Han Family matriarch, Mother Zhang, Lu Yangui, and the mother of Zhang Te’s assistant were chatting about family matters.
After Han Jingnian and Xia Wan’an exited the scene, Xie Lin returned to the hospital. Zhang Cheng didn’t leave; he stayed at the Han Family’s old house waiting for his mother to come home. Han Yixiao, who was supposed to go back to school that afternoon, also didn’t leave. She obediently curled up like a doll next to the Han Family matriarch, listening to everyone’s conversation.
In a room full of women, old and young, Zhang Cheng really couldn’t join in the conversation, so he sat on a sofa in the distance playing with his phone.
Han Yixiao was still as quiet as ever, but her gaze kept stealthily and frequently glancing over at Zhang Cheng.
As the conversation continued, it eventually turned to Zhang Cheng. The Han Family matriarch asked him about his marital status,
Zhang Cheng’s mother shook her head in melancholy, and then the next second looked at Zhang Cheng, who was playing with his phone, with a gaze of exasperation: "By the way, Chengcheng, don’t forget your blind date tomorrow afternoon!"
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