Chapter 1849: Moli and Su Qiangying Finally Get Married

She felt guilty and knew she was wrong, and incidentally, she would no longer hold his past actions against him.

If the couple hadn't agreed to Moli's request to leave her be and ignore her, Lu Feifei would actually have already removed Su Qiangying from the blacklist.

The couple were both kind-hearted people; they had long since forgiven Su Qiangying.

It was just a slip of the tongue, not intentional; they were very angry at the time, but after a few days, the anger had dissipated.

Su Qiangying was kept in the dark about all of this and knew nothing.

Su Qiangying encountered Moli again at her doorstep.

She looked at him vigilantly: "What are you here for?"

She was so afraid that Moli would propose divorce again; the two had not seen each other since Moli left her home last time.

When he was pestering her relentlessly, she felt annoyed seeing him every day, but now that he had suddenly stopped pestering her, she felt a strong sense of discomfort!

Now that he had suddenly arrived, he wouldn't still be harping on that, would he?

She didn't want a divorce at all, not at all.

Especially after seeing how cute Lu Feifei and Litian's Baobao was, she also wanted to give birth to such a Baobao, but she couldn't complete this task alone; she needed someone to cooperate.

She only wanted to cooperate with Moli to give birth to a cute Baobao.

Whether it was a boy or a girl, it didn't matter, as long as it belonged to the two of them!

She stared at him vigilantly, but he said: "Today is my birthday; do you have no gesture at all? I want to eat the longevity noodles you make."

"Oh my!"

Su Qiangying patted her forehead; it was too damn bad, she had been thinking all day about how to reconcile with Moli, but had forgotten that today was his birthday!

"I'll make them for you."

She let Moli into the room to knead the dough and roll out the noodles.

The dough for rolling noodles needs to be kneaded a bit firmer so that the noodles made from it can be chewier.

People with a tough personality often knead dough that is on the firmer side, and Su Qiangying was just like that; the noodles she rolled were the most delicious, bar none.

But today's dough seemed a bit soft.

Moli suddenly hugged her from behind and whispered: "Wife, let's reconcile; I missed you."

Her whole body stiffened, but she didn't push him away; she just let her tears fall, pattering into the dough.

Moli said once again: "Let's reconcile; I promise that from now on, I won't hide anything from you, and you aren't allowed to bring up old scores or dislike me, okay?"

"Okay."

She turned around and hugged Moli, her happiness regained.

Like a long-awaited rain after a drought, the spring scenery was infinitely beautiful.

By the time Moli ate the longevity noodles, it was already noon.

The flush of spring on Su Qiangying's face had not yet fully faded, but she still personally made the longevity noodles for him.

He ate with great relish, mouthful after mouthful, with no table manners left.

But Su Qiangying didn't mind; beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and since the two had reconciled, naturally, everything he did looked good to her.

Since they had reconciled, the wedding was put on the agenda.

Su Qiangying's intention was to keep everything simple and just hold a simple ceremony.

Living life is a long-term matter, and it is also a matter between two people; there is no need to care too much about the things in the ceremony!

Jian Yixin went to Shi Youxuan's house to complain: "I don't know what's wrong with this generation of young people; they all demand simplicity, the simpler the better. I only have one son in total, so the wedding should of course be grand and magnificent, the more grand the better..."

Shi Youxuan mocked her: "You are always like this, everything must go according to your wishes. Now it's your son getting married, not you. I think you should listen to the children and distinguish between primary and secondary."

Jian Yixin admitted that what she said made sense, but she still wanted to do it according to her own wishes, so she specifically called her son and daughter-in-law to her home to discuss: "A-Ying, I've thought about it, and I still feel the wedding should be more grand."

"When other people's children get married, they make it very grand; if our family is simple, people will think our family's business is not doing well..."

If it were in the past, Su Qiangying would have talked back.

She would have definitely followed her own ideas, but now she didn't; she just smiled and said: "Okay, then we'll listen to you. Whatever you say, we'll do it; we'll listen to your arrangements."

Sheng Zerong quietly pulled his son aside and asked in a low voice: "Did your wife take the wrong medicine?"

Moli said proudly: "You're wrong, she took the right medicine. Your son here prescribed the right medicine for the illness, and the cure was immediate!"

"Fine, I'll give it to you." Sheng Zerong admired his son very much; the son had surpassed the master, and the waves of the Yangtze River push the ones ahead.

Since there were no objections, Moli and Su Qiangying's wedding was soon held at Zichen's hotel.

Under Sheng Zerong's industry, there were originally restaurants that specialized in hosting high-end weddings and the like.

But later, Zichen's specialized Red Event House sprang up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, almost snatching away all the surrounding business, including the Third Uncle's business.

Sheng Zerong then found Zichen to give the restaurant to him. In Sheng Zerong's words, it was: "You young people go play; I'm old and don't have enough energy, so I won't fight you for this small money."

Zichen took the restaurant, but not for free; he gave the Third Uncle dividends based on shares, but he managed it with unified administration, while the property rights still belonged to the Third Uncle.

The day before the wedding, Su Qiangying received a mysterious guest with a big belly at her maiden home.

Su Qiangying asked with heartache: "What are your plans for the future? You wouldn't want to give birth to him alone and then raise the child alone through all the hardships, would you?"

The mysterious guest nodded, her face glowing with maternal radiance: "Yes, that's what I plan to do, and there's nothing wrong with that. Society is much more tolerant of women now; there are many single mothers, and I have the confidence to raise him to be healthy and happy..."

Su Qiangying couldn't help but interrupt: "Don't be silly, what tolerance? Why should you raise the child alone? He is the father; he should take responsibility, and he is different now than before; he has already changed."

"A-Ying, I came to bless you today, and I hope you can bless me too, okay? Everyone says you have a tough personality and that nine cows couldn't pull you back once you've made up your mind, but actually, my personality is even tougher..."

"Alright, but you are so pitiful, I feel so sorry for you."

Su Qiangying hugged her; the heartache was genuine, and she also wanted to catch some of the good luck, hoping she could get pregnant soon herself.

The wedding was very lively.

Jian Yixin "kept her word" and made her son's wedding incomparably luxurious.

The jewelry on the bride was worth 50 million!

In order not to put pressure on her, Jian Yixin lied to her daughter-in-law that these were high-quality imitations and were fake.

Wait until the wedding is over before telling her the truth.

"The jewelry is all real; keep it in a bank safe deposit box. You absolutely must not keep it at home; it's easy to get stolen."

When Su Qiangying found out the price of this jewelry set, her first reaction was actually to return it!

The jewelry was too valuable; she didn't want it.

"You cannot return it."

The mother-in-law was very serious: "Wedding jewelry cannot be returned; it's unlucky. Anyway, since it was given to you, it's yours. If you feel it's too valuable and don't want it, just hurry up and have a child; wouldn't it be fine to pass it down to them when they grow up?"