Billionaire's Long Journey of Chasing His Love-Chapter 477 - 410 Can She Be Any Lazier? (Second Update)
In the car, the three women chattered and laughed, with Yuan Hang occasionally chiming in a word or two.
Mengjie laughed and said, "Yuan Hang, if you take the lead and get married, I reckon the others will follow suit soon enough."
Yuan Hang shook his head with a smile, "You, Pingping, and An’an took the lead, didn’t you? But it’s been ten years since you all got married, and I’m only just taking action now. As for those guys, who knows what they’re thinking."
With a sigh, Mengjie said, "We’re girls, so we’re not as career-driven as you guys. You all wanted to achieve something big and dragged it out until now. But now you’ve all made something of yourselves. It’s time to settle down and have a family."
"Without the Fourth Lord, I wouldn’t be where I am today," Yuan Hang said with a wry smile. "He and the Mistress have been so kind to us. I don’t even know how to repay them."
Kou’er said seriously, "Doing your job well is the best way to repay the Fourth Lord and Sister Luowa!"
"Did you learn that from the Mistress?" Yuan Hang glanced at Kou’er in the rearview mirror.
Kou’er smiled and nodded.
Mi Xiaosi pouted and said, "Your masters are easy to serve. Ours aren’t. The Eighth Lord never includes Mi Qiuhong in anything, and the Princess You doesn’t include me. She says bringing me along is just a burden. Oh, and have you seen the nickname she gave me—Mi Xiaosi. Could she have been any lazier in naming me?"
Mengjie laughed, "You can complain to us, but don’t you dare say that to your masters! The Eighth Lord has his reasons for not involving Qiuhong. Qiuhong’s position is two ranks higher than his. He’s trying to ensure Qiuhong has room for better development. And the Princess You—you’ve seen her skills! Even ten of you couldn’t beat her. If she takes you along, of course you’d be a burden!"
Kou’er nodded with a laugh, "Mengjie is absolutely right! Xiaosi, you’re being a bit picky. Remember when you were asked to choose between Princess Joyina and Princess You? You chose to follow Princess You. Don’t tell me you regret it now. Is it because you’re envious of Little Joy, always seeing big stars on set?"
"I’m not envious! Seeing the two people around Princess Joyina scares me enough! Kou’er, I envy you. You married well, and your master is kind. I heard from Princess You that when you and Yuan Hang got married, the Fourth Lord and Fourth Lady not only gave you an apartment but also a small estate and five million!"
Yuan Hang slammed on the brakes, stopped the car, and turned to Mi Xiaosi, exclaiming, "Xiaosi, is what you said true or not?"
Mi Xiaosi clung tightly to Kou’er’s arm and dared not speak.
"I’m asking you a question!" Yuan Hang roared.
Mi Xiaosi pouted, "It’s true! Brother Yuan Hang, why do you look like you’re unhappy about it?"
"Kou’er, let’s not get married!" Yuan Hang turned to Kou’er. "If we get married, and the Fourth Lord and Mistress give us so much, we’ll never be able to repay such a favor in our lifetime."
"I’m with you!" Kou’er nodded fervently, "When Sister Luowa told me she’d give us a house, I already thought about not getting married."
"Then let’s head back." Seeing Kou’er nod, Yuan Hang turned the car around.
The car hadn’t gone more than a kilometer when Tong Airui’s call came through.
"Are you there yet?"
"No, I’m calling off the wedding!" Yuan Hang replied angrily.
"Are you out of your mind? Getting married is an order!"
"If you don’t give me all those things, I’ll marry!"
"How dare you threaten me! Tong Yuanhang, if I don’t see a marriage certificate within an hour, you and Kou’er can pack your bags and return to the base! No, forget the base—you two can go wherever you want!" Tong Airui finished his sentence and hung up with a loud slam.
Dapeng stared at the monitor screen, soon laughing as he said, "Fourth Brother, he really turned the car around."
Tong Airui exhaled heavily, "What kind of master breeds servants like this? Yoyo is foolish, and Xiaosi is just as foolish! I don’t know what my mom was thinking, letting Xiaosi tag along."
Dapeng laughed, "Luckily there’s a tracking device on the car, otherwise tonight’s dinner would be a disaster! Hey, Fourth Brother, isn’t the name Mi Xiaosi meant to target you specifically?"
Tong Airui’s mouth twitched, "That troublemaker Yoyo wanted to annoy me, so she gave that girl such a name."
Dapeng burst into laughter, "Turns out you have moments of helplessness too."
"That troublesome Yoyo stuck by your Fourth Sister-in-law, and I’ve been powerless against her ever since," Tong Airui said with a sigh.
Under Tong Airui’s pressure, Yuan Hang reluctantly registered the marriage certificate, and in the evening, everyone celebrated at the Aldrich Hotel.
On April 8th, Tong Airui hosted their wedding ceremony at the same place again.
Returning home from the wedding, Tong Airui collapsed onto the couch, "Feels like I’ve accomplished a major task, and the weight on my shoulders is much lighter."
Yi Luowa walked over with a smile, "I feel the same."
Tong Airui stood up, helped her sit down, and asked, "How are you feeling today? Tired?" Although his wife was still three months from her due date, her belly had grown bigger than Shanshan’s, who was about to give birth.
Yi Luowa pouted, "You all prohibited me from attending the wedding, so I spent most of the day resting. I’m not tired."
"You call that lying down?" Tong Airui affectionately touched her head. These days, his wife mainly slept in a semi-reclining position, and when even that was exhausting, she’d simply sit up straight.
Yi Luowa smiled, "I’m already grateful for this. When Mom was pregnant with the three of you, she had to sit upright throughout the night. At least I can lie down a little."
Tong Airui sighed, "After these two are born, I swear I’m done with having kids."
"I don’t want more either," Yi Luowa gently caressed her belly. While being a mother was wonderful, the experience was anything but easy.
Suddenly, "Bang!"—some mischievous little one kicked her hard.
Startled, Yi Luowa froze, maintaining her position without moving.
"Kicked again?" Tong Airui bent down and lifted her shirt. Watching the lumps popping out in different places on her belly, he couldn’t help but laugh.
Yi Luowa chuckled, "I think these two are probably fighting."
"Yep, they’re most likely sparring." Tong Airui sighed and chuckled, reaching out to touch the protrusions on Yi Luowa’s belly as he commanded, "Settle down! Your mom’s been through enough already, and you dare make her suffer more?"
As if understanding his words, the protrusions disappeared shortly thereafter.
"Dad asked me yesterday about the shy little one, wondering if he’s still shy. Dad’s always hoped for a girl. But judging by how these two act, they’re certainly boys!" Yi Luowa pouted, "This kid is bizarre—so restless, yet he won’t change his position."
Tong Airui smiled as he let her shirt drop back down, "That’s just playful behavior, trying to keep us guessing."
"Ah, I’m just afraid that when the truth comes out, the whole family will be disappointed," Yi Luowa sighed.
"They won’t be. Mom’s already prepped Dad for it, and Dad said that while a girl would be great, he wouldn’t be unhappy without one."
Yi Luowa glanced at him, "Other families all prefer boys, but ours prefers girls."
"Our family values girls over boys." Tong Airui chuckled, helping Yi Luowa walk around the room for a while before carrying her to bed.
"Honey, Shanshan said her baby hasn’t flipped either. She’s about to give birth and still doesn’t know if it’s a boy or a girl," Yi Luowa said, reclining on the headboard and pouting as she looked at Tong Airui.
Tong Airui laughed, "I know what their baby’s gender is."
