Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets-Chapter 1218: Little Money-Grubber (Forty-Fifth Update)
First meeting, you looked beautiful even when angry.
The way she works.
The first time holding hands.
The first photo together.
...
Some were just a few short words, some accompanied by a passage, each photo paused only briefly but long enough for everyone to see clearly.
The music at some point changed to a very sentimental ballad.
Each photo captured Lian Qingyang’s love for Jin Yan, each was a confession of love, not to mention the sheer number of photos, along with text, the thought and effort in this couldn’t be measured in money.
The betrothal gifts from the Lian Family were many, Jin Yan was moved, but those feelings reached a peak when she saw these photos.
To Jin Yan, none of the betrothal gifts could compare to these photos.
Tang Yue standing aside, even those attending the wedding, felt deeply touched watching these photos.
To receive such love, to be cherished so deeply, Jin Yan is truly happy, unrelated to the Lian Family’s status.
The two little flower children, Zaozao and Chenchen, scattered petals, painting a beautiful and unforgettable scene, surely following Lian Qingyang’s wedding, ceremonies like this will become more common.
Vows of happiness, everything so beautiful.
After the wedding ceremony, it was on to the wedding banquet at Mingzhu Hotel.
Lian Qingyang had already talked to the six groomsmen, if needed during toasts, these six groomsmen were responsible for drinking on his behalf.
The Lian Family put in much effort for this wedding banquet, inviting guests to fill a hundred tables, each table needing to be toasted, if Lian Qingyang had to do it all alone, he’d definitely be flat drunk, never mind not reaching the new bedroom, maybe not even being able to leave the hotel.
The lively and festive wedding banquet proceeded smoothly and successfully, with the combined efforts of the Lian Family, everything with the guests went without a hitch.
Lian Qingyang, reeking of alcohol, still drank a lot despite the help of six groomsmen, when helped to the new bedroom, he seemed too drunk to walk.
"Are you okay?"
Earlier at the toasts, Jin Yan had changed into a bright red gown, as she reached out, she felt Lian Qingyang’s weight leaning heavily on her.
The people who’d helped guide Lian Qingyang into the room had disappeared.
Originally, there was to be some wedding pranking, but unfortunately, Lian Qingyang seemed too drunk to bother, so even if they wanted to prank, they couldn’t.
"Xiao Yang, exactly how much did you drink?"
Jin Yan staggered while supporting Lian Qingyang toward the bed, but as soon as they touched the bed, she felt the world spin, and once opening her eyes, she met Lian Qingyang’s clear gaze, different from usual.
His eyes were bright as if soaked in clear water, black pupils distinctly visible, like an expansive universe ready to swallow her whole.
Jin Yan froze, staring at his eyes.
"Wifey, sweetheart, aren’t my eyes pretty?"
Lian Qingyang smiled broadly, deliberately blinking, looking smug, enjoyed Jin Yan gazing at him dazedly.
"Pretty." Jin Yan instinctively replied, "Why does a big guy like you need such pretty eyes?"
Jin Yan muttered, then suddenly looked at Lian Qingyang in surprise, seeming just to realize, she scrutinized Lian Qingyang and asked, "Were you just pretending to be drunk?"
"Of course."
Lian Qingyang looked smug, deliberately leaned down and kissed the cheek he’d longed to, happily saying, "If I didn’t pretend to be drunk, after they finish pranking the newlyweds, do you think we’d still have time to sleep?"
To sleep!
Lian Qingyang said it as a matter of course, even though Jin Yan had thought about such things being inevitable post-wedding, she still felt embarrassed and awkward.
"Come, I want to show you something good."
Suddenly Lian Qingyang got up, not continuing further, he ran into the room, went to the wardrobe, and brought out a small box.
"What’s this?"
Jin Yan watched Lian Qingyang’s back, saw him bring out the box, sitting back up on the bed, face full of curiosity.
"Treasure."
Lian Qingyang happily poured out the contents, and at that moment, Jin Yan was stunned, inside were small books, cash, and checks.
Oh my, she had never seen so much money in her life.
"This is..." Jin Yan vaguely understood what these were.
"Gift money, and things I’ve saved up."
Lian Qingyang classified the booklets separately, cash separately, saying, "Quick, count how much cash there is."
All in US$ 100 bills, the pile of money on the bed looked like a small mountain.
Though the box Lian Qingyang had brought wasn’t exactly huge, it wasn’t small either, and this mountain of cash was truly breathtaking.
"All of this is ours."
Lian Qingyang checked the little booklets one by one, categorizing further.
Jin Yan counted the cash, the more she counted, the more she felt she’d truly married into money.
Before marriage, Jin Yan hadn’t felt much different, just a bigger house, a few more businesses, but truly seeing these things, she was shocked at how much money there really was.
"These checks, were also gifts from people?" Jin Yan looked at the check amounts, stunned.
Counting the cash had already confused Jin Yan, piling up like a small mountain on the bed, she had counted for a long time and hadn’t finished, so she gave up counting and went to look at the checks.
But one glance at the checks, and she felt like her heart couldn’t handle it.
"Yes." Lian Qingyang nodded.
Jin Yan wore a troubled expression.
Lian Qingyang sorting the booklets, looked at Jin Yan in surprise, asked, "Why aren’t you happy?"
Faced with so much money, she should’ve been happy.
"I’m not happy, so much money, when it’s time to return gifts in the future, it’ll be a headache."
Gift-giving is reciprocal, not returning gifts isn’t an option.
"Hahaha~"
Lian Qingyang laughed at her words, patting her hand, said, "Don’t worry, we certainly won’t have to worry about not being able to return gifts."
"Besides, look at this." Lian Qingyang handed over a booklet saying, "These are mine, here’s from grandpa, dad, aunt, my sister."
Jin Yan looked at those booklets, each representing a house.
"Even though the gifts from my mom aren’t much, it’s her thought." Remembering what his mother Zhang Hualian had given, Lian Qingyang quickly explained.
"Lian Qingyang, mom has given us the best already." Jin Yan understood her mother-in-law, she had given the best she could, anything more would be asking too much.
