Billionaire's Long Journey of Chasing His Love-Chapter 788 - 657: I’m Not Getting Married Anymore! (Three more - s)
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You Jia pulled Tong Aino back and said to Tong Airui, "Brother, do it. No matter what requests they make today, we’ve got to agree. Only then can we smoothly bring my sister-in-law out."
Tong Airui took a deep look at the door. "For my wife, I’m all in."
"Haha... all in!"
Outside, there was laughter, and a group of people fell jokingly.
"Xiaosi, keep count for them. I’ll go sit and check on Luowa." Huo Li laughed as she returned to the bedroom.
Yi Luowa pursed her lips and smiled, "Just mess around for a bit, that’s fine."
Huo Li rolled her eyes, "We’ve only been ’messing around’ for a little while, and you’re already feeling sorry for him? If you keep defending him, tonight in the bedroom, I’ll deal with you too!"
"You’re supposed to be a senior..."
Huo Li pointed at them one by one, "Who in the world here is my ’senior’? Not a single one!"
Queen Haotian smiled and glanced at her before secretly signaling Little Raindrop.
Little Raindrop caught on and quickly walked to the door, pulling down the zipper hanging there.
"Charge!" The little mule saw the door open, grabbed Tong Airui, and charged inside.
Mi Xiaoqiao and Mi Xiaosi tried to hold them back but could only grab Yuan Hang as he rushed in last, shouting, "Red envelopes! Hand over the red envelopes!"
Yuan Hang shoved a large bag full of red envelopes to them, "Don’t cause trouble, alright?"
Mi Xiaoqiao and Mi Xiaosi exchanged glances and pouted.
Tong Airui had already rushed to the bedroom door, staring at his wife sitting on the bed, completely mesmerized. "This... is this really my wife?"
"Nope, it’s a fairy descended to earth." Danton and Ruan Anyang blocked the bedroom door side by side.
Ruan Anyang handed two sheets of A4 paper to Tong Airui, "We’re not here to make it hard for you. Just read out what’s on the paper loudly and sign it afterward. Then we’ll let you in to meet Sister Luowa."
Tong Airui glanced at the paper and smiled as he read out loudly: "I promise to my dear wife:
1. My wife is always right.
2. If not, it’s definitely because I made a mistake.
3. If I didn’t make a mistake, then I must have misunderstood.
4. If rules 2 and 3 don’t apply, then revert to rule 1.
I hereby commit:
I’ll take care of all the house chores (including wife massages).
All income will be handed over (even the illegal ones).
I’ll finish all leftovers (even the spoiled ones).
I’ll listen to my wife’s words (even the wrong ones).
I’ll accompany her shopping (even to men-prohibited areas).
Guarantor (signature): Tong Airui
Date: September 20
Additional commitments:
1. When my wife is bathing, I’ll set the right water temperature, scratch her back; no lewd behavior is allowed.
2. When my wife is shopping, I’ll be eager to pay, offer encouragement; no reluctant behavior is allowed.
3. When my wife gives money, I’ll react tearfully, live frugally; no extravagance is allowed.
4. When my wife scolds me, I’ll stand straight with hands clasped; no absent-minded behavior is allowed.
5. When my wife isn’t around, I’ll miss her dearly, stay virtuous; no sneaky behavior is allowed.
6. When my wife gets upset, I’ll beg for forgiveness, implore for mercy; no ignoring her is allowed.
7. When my wife hits me, I’ll accept it graciously, thank her; no retaliating or glaring is allowed.
I swear to uphold all commitments above with my actions, under everyone’s supervision. This I solemnly declare!
Guarantor: Tong Airui
Yi Luowa covered her mouth with a laugh, "Who came up with these quirky ideas? I love it! Hurry and give my brother-in-law a pen so he can sign it."
Danton pointed at Ruan Anyang, who handed the pen to Tong Airui.
Tong Airui smiled and signed his name on both required spots, "I love this too, and honestly, I don’t need your supervision—I can implement it on my own."
Once he finished signing, Ruan Anyang took the paper and said, "Sister Luowa, I’ll keep this for you first. Once we’re home, you can hide it away."
"Alright." Yi Luowa nodded with a smile, "Let my brother-in-law in now."
"Look how eager my sister is." Danton chuckled, pulling Ruan Anyang aside.
Tong Airui hurriedly walked in. His bride was sitting on the bed. This wasn’t a dream. In the moment she put on her wedding dress, everything became real. The ethereal, flowing white gown—classical, eternal, pure white—highlighting the best of his exquisite woman, showcasing her most beautiful side.
She rarely wore makeup, but today she had put on a light touch. Looking at her breathtakingly beautiful face, Tong Airui suddenly felt like he was a young man again, his heart racing as if a deer was bounding inside.
"Wifey, you’ve made yourself so stunning—I won’t be able to contain myself."
Yi Luowa glared playfully at him, "Stop messing around, there are so many people here."
"Noodles incoming!" Qiqi handed a bowl of noodles to Queen Haotian.
The queen was smiling, but as the bowl of noodles reached her hands, tears glimmered in her eyes.
Yi Luowa sneaked a glance at her mother. "Mom, we said we wouldn’t cry today."
"I’m not crying; I’m just happy. I never expected to live to see the day my daughter wore a wedding dress." Queen Haotian smiled as she lifted a long noodle, "Long life, everlasting happiness."
"Thank you, Mom." Yi Luowa ate the noodle but dared not lift her head.
Tong Airui gently patted her on the shoulder, "Wifey, don’t be like this. If you’re like this, Mom won’t be able to take it."
"Alright." Yi Luowa sniffled, trying to control her emotions.
Queen Haotian handed the noodles to her son and stepped out, "It’s time—everyone head to the deck."
"Mom—" Danton looked at his mother and then at his sister, his eyes reddening.
Ruan Anyang nudged him, "Don’t join the drama! I’ll go accompany Auntie; you stay here with your sister."
"Go quickly." Yi Luowa wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.
Tong Airui sighed, "Wifey, stop crying. If Dad and Uncle see, it’ll break their hearts even more."
"Okay."
"The flower boys are here!" Youyou shouted, leading a group of eight little ones into the room.
"Haha..." Seeing the eight little ones, the whole room burst into laughter.
Zixi awkwardly tugged at his skirt, pouting, "Mommy, I don’t want to wear a skirt."
Yi Luowa looked at her son dressed in a white princess gown, with little yellow curls on his head, clutching her belly as she laughed, "Who did this!"
The eight kids unanimously pointed their little hands at Youyou.
Youyou grinned, "We only have one girl in our family, so I made Zixi, Yu Lin, and Yu Xiao pretend for today. Haha... luckily, all of them are so pretty it’s hard to tell boys from girls—perfect, right?"
Yu Xiao puckered his lips and reached to remove the wig on his head. "Just wait—later on, I’ll let Dad spank your bum!"
Youyou glared at him, "You’re turning against me now? Put that hand down!"
Yu Xiao pouted but obediently placed his hand down.
Sangyu cheerfully looked at the three boys and ran over to the bed, "Mommy! You’re so beautiful! I bet Daddy’s drooling again!"
"Haha..." Once again, the room erupted with laughter.
Ziyan held his brother’s hand and said with a smile, "Mommy, the others didn’t get to see you and Dad getting married, but the three of us did. We’re so lucky!"
"Lucky, huh? You should thank your dad. If it weren’t for his insistence, I wouldn’t have gone through all this trouble."
"We haven’t given Mommy and Daddy our gifts yet!" Zixi wriggled his little butt and looked at his sister.
Sangyu patted his little behind, "Stop squirming!"
"It feels weird!" Zixi tugged at his skirt.
"Just deal with it!" Ziyan pulled his brother’s hand and turned to his sister, "Quick, give Mommy the gift!"
Sangyu carefully took a piece of drawing paper from her tiny bag, unfolded it, and handed it to Yi Luowa.
Yi Luowa accepted the paper and, after glancing at it, pulled Tong Airui closer, "You look too."
"What’s on the drawing?" Everyone gathered around.
"A happy family! Hehe..." Sangyu pointed at the figures on the paper and explained, "This is Daddy, this is Mommy, and this is me!"
"That’s me!" Zixi giggled.
"That’s me too! Haha..." Ziyan mimicked his brother’s lisp.
"Mommy, we also drew a family portrait," Sangyu grinned at Yi Luowa.
"It’s not finished yet!" Zixi wrinkled his little nose and snorted.
"Take your time," Ziyan said, smiling as he hugged his brother and sister’s shoulders.
"You’re such sweeties! Thank you, kids, for the wonderful gift. When we get home, Daddy will frame it and hang it in Mommy and Daddy’s room." Tong Airui affectionately ruffled the hair of the three kids, "It’s time—let’s head out."
Youyou clapped her hands, "Pengpeng, Ziyan, Dylan, Ziheng—you four go stand in front. Once we step into the archway, start scattering flowers. Got it?"
"Got it—" the four kids replied in unison.
Sangyu, you lead the three ’sisters’ to hold Mommy’s wedding gown..."
"We’re brothers! Brothers!" Yu Lin shouted indignantly.
"Alright, alright! Calm down! You three naughty boys can help your sister carry the wedding train."
"OK!"
"Off we go!" Youyou commanded, grinning as she turned to look at Yi Luowa.
Tong Airui bent down and scooped up his wife, laughing as he said, "All those arrangements can wait—I’m carrying my wife up first."
"Let’s go~" Youyou shouted as the kids lined up behind Tong Airui and followed him out the door.
Huo Li caught up, "Youyou, where’s ours gone?"
"Don’t even bring it up—he’s too scared to scatter flowers, insisting on firing confetti cannons instead. Don’t worry, someone’s keeping an eye on him; Big Treasure, Second Treasure, Jacques, and Duoduo are with him."
Huo Li patted her, "You’ve handled this well!"
Tong Airui carried his wife up to the deck. The once-empty deck was now covered with fresh flowers, with nine flower arches standing tall.
Yi Luowa looked toward the first archway. Her father was standing there, though her uncle was nowhere to be seen.
"Tong Airui, put me down! I’m not getting married anymore!"
