Chapter 329: Ling Feng's Wedding

However, the meal today tasted extremely delicious.

He could not finish it all by himself, so he took the remainder to Ling Mu; Ling Mu also praised it endlessly after eating, saying that she truly had not misjudged, as her future daughter-in-law's culinary skills were indeed strong.

Ling Feng said, "This is takeout she ordered."

"That just goes to show she has good taste and knows where the takeout is delicious; why don't you know?"

Ling Feng was speechless.

Ling Feng felt it was necessary to speak with Wang Xintong, so he made a phone call to thank Wang Xintong.

Wang Xintong said with a smile, "I will send you breakfast tomorrow too; remember not to eat breakfast yourself, okay?"

"Isn't it a bother?" Ling Feng asked.

"It's no bother, just wait at home." Wang Xintong's tone sounded very joyful.

Subsequently, Wang Xintong took charge of Ling Feng's breakfast, lunch, and dinner; every meal was delivered on time by a delivery runner, and the food delivered was also very delicious.

Not only were meals delivered, but there were also good morning and good night greetings every day.

Big Brother Ling Feng: Morning.

Big Brother Ling Feng: Good night.

Ling Feng initially felt it was troublesome, but later he slowly got used to it.

However, on the tenth day, all services stopped.

Ling Feng woke up that day and did not receive breakfast; he waited for an hour and still did not receive it.

He sent a message to Wang Xintong: "Is there breakfast today?"

Wang Xintong did not reply.

He went to work feeling puzzled.

Breakfast was also eaten while at work.

At noon, the takeout was not delivered, and it was not delivered in the evening either.

Ling Feng was worried that something had happened to Wang Xintong, so he made a phone call to ask: "Xintong, are you feeling unwell? Or is there something going on lately?"

Since the meal was suddenly not being delivered, shouldn't she have said something?

Wang Xintong's reply was indifferent: "Big Brother Ling Feng, there won't be any meals for now; I'm still busy, I'll call you later."

Ling Feng waited until he went to sleep, but he did not receive a call from Wang Xintong.

But he also understood that the little girl was playing hard to get.

Playing this with him? The little girl was still too green; didn't she know he used to be a playboy? These tricks were all things he had played out already.

He played with others, and he was also played by others.

So when Wang Xintong said there wasn't any, he didn't ask again.

A few more days passed.

Wang Xintong finally could not hold back; she went to ask Wu Zhuangzhuang: "I feel like this move of yours has no effect at all; why does my husband seem completely indifferent? When I sent him meals, he would eat them, and now that there aren't any, he doesn't care at all?"

Wu Zhuangzhuang was also puzzled; it actually had no effect, when logically, it should have had an effect.

"How about you make him jealous, let him know that you are also highly sought after and not without pursuers," Wu Zhuangzhuang said.

Wang Xintong said, "Don't tell me I have to find someone to pretend to be my boyfriend?"

"Of course not, you just need to let him know that you have someone pursuing you."

Wang Xintong thought for a moment and said, "Fine, then I'll try again; anyway, I'll treat a dead horse as if it were a living one."

That day, Wang Xintong ordered a bouquet of flowers for herself.

When the flowers arrived, she deliberately took a photo of them and then posted a Moments update visible to only a few people: Who sent these flowers? Speak up quickly; if you don't speak up, I'm going to throw them away.

Ling Feng naturally saw it.

He couldn't help but smile: these tricks were clearly ones he had played before.

This move was called "the immortal asks the way."

If someone cared about her, they would definitely leave a comment, for example: "Oh my, was this sent by a pursuer?" and then probe step by step.

But the current Ling Feng understood the tricks, yet he had long since stopped liking to follow them.

He only liked Wang Xintong's Moments post.

Wang Xintong was discouraged again.

Seeing that Wang Xintong was discouraged at all times other than work hours, and didn't even want to eat lunch, Wu Zhuangzhuang couldn't help but ask: "Still no effect?"

"Not a damn bit," Wang Xintong said.

Wu Zhuangzhuang asked: "Are you sure he saw it?"

"He even liked it."

Wu Zhuangzhuang crossed his arms and rested one hand on his chin, "How about I suggest another move for you."

"What other moves do you have?"

Wu Zhuangzhuang said: "You should just use seduction; men are creatures who think with their lower bodies. If he falls in love with your body, he will slowly fall in love with your heart as well."

Wang Xintong rolled her eyes at him: "I tried these years ago; he complained that I was too small."

"Then prove that you are big," Wu Zhuangzhuang said, staring at her chest.

"I just want him to fall in love with me before marriage; anyway, we have to consummate the marriage sooner or later, so I might as well save this move for after marriage."

"You can let love grow over time," Wu Zhuangzhuang said: "After marriage, you treat him twice as well, work hard to treat him well; if even that doesn't make him fall in love with you, then I think you should just divorce him."

Wang Xintong's eyes lit up.

Seeing her expression, Wu Zhuangzhuang said: "You think this method is good too?"

"That's right, once the raw rice is cooked into porridge and I've even given birth to his child, then he will surely love me, right?"

"That goes without saying!"

Wang Xintong put away her schemes and focused on preparing for the wedding.

……

Bai Shuruo and Han Yangting had also returned from Dali.

Xiaohuang had completely weaned off breast milk; he had started to take a liking to his baby bottle, and whenever he was bored, he would suck on the pacifier.

Bai Shuruo felt dejected again.

Now that the baby had a pacifier, he wasn't even clingy toward her anymore.

She held him in her arms, and he opened his eyes to look at his mother, but he only looked; there seemed to be a hint of resentment in his gaze.

It was as if he were blaming her for being away for so long, blaming her for not letting him nurse.

Bai Shuruo was filled with regret; for the few days after returning home, she went nowhere and stayed with Xiaohuang every day until he slowly became attached to her again, and only then did her mood completely improve.

Then, it was time to prepare to attend Ling Feng's wedding.

Bai Shuruo took Han Yangting's arm and arrived at the wedding venue.

The wedding was held at a large hotel, and it was very traditional, as everyone attending was a person of status in Beishi.

Upon arriving at the hotel, one first went to the reception desk at the entrance to register the gift money, then went to shake hands with the bride and groom, and finally walked inside to sit in the assigned seats.

After sitting down, Bai Shuruo said to Han Yangting, "I feel like we're here for a meeting."

Han Yangting said, "It's just a ceremony; we'll leave after eating."

"Alright."

The guests all arrived on time and were dressed very decently; no one was making a scene at the wedding venue, and then the bride and groom walked onto the stage, the emcee said a few words welcoming the guests, and announced that the meal could begin.

While eating, Bai Shuruo said to Han Yangting, "So solemn."

Han Yangting smiled, "Every family has its own troubles."

The atmosphere while eating was lively, but the liveliness was limited to the leaders; the guests all rushed to toast Ling Feng's father and grandfather, and since Wang Xintong's grandfather also held a certain status, many people toasted him as well.

Bai Shuruo and Han Yangting did not leave their seats; they were businesspeople, and although they also needed to build connections, there was no need to do so on an occasion like this.

Next, the newlyweds came down to toast each table one by one.

Of course, the wine in the groom's glass had been swapped for something with low alcohol content, diluted with water, but because of the Ling Family's influence, no one dared to raise an objection, nor did anyone dare to pressure him to drink.

When they reached Han Yangting's table, Han Yangting and Bai Shuruo stood up and clinked glasses with the groom and bride.