Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 706 - 686: I Like the Way the Little Rabbit Goes Berserk

Chapter 706: Chapter 686: I Like the Way the Little Rabbit Goes Berserk

"I’ll go entertain the guests at the neighboring seats."

"With all the assistants and subordinates your daddy has, not to mention a crowd of hotel servants, does the daughter of the Chu Family really need to personally attend to them?"

She wanted to say more, but her hand was already caught by his, pulled down, sliding under the tablecloth, and still held firmly by him.

Not until the formal wedding ceremony began did he let go of her hand.

As the lights dimmed, the already arranged wedding banquet site became a sea of red carpet and roses, bursting with romance.

Against the backdrop of the wedding march, Chu Yanhan escorted Xia Tingxuan, clad in a white gown, down the aisle.

Zaizai played the role of the flower child, following behind and holding up Tingxuan’s dress.

Jiayi’s attention was pulled back to her daddy and mommy, and she couldn’t help but feel touched.

It was not until the two of them, arm in arm, reached the stage and exchanged rings and vows in the presence of the MC that Jiayi couldn’t help but feel a twinge of emotion, her eyes reddening.

Like most women, the sight of a wedding always stirs her emotions, touching her deeply.

And this time, it was her mommy and daddy’s wedding.

From childhood to adulthood, although she was afraid of making her mommy sad and dared not mention it often, Jiayi had always hoped to have a daddy like the other children.

This was why she eventually compromised and chose to register her marriage with Huo Zhenyang, because she didn’t want Zaizai to repeat her experience and have a life without a father.

Secretly, she hoped for her daddy and mommy to reunite.

Daddy already knew his mistakes.

Those who have experienced loss should know how to cherish what they have.

Moreover, she could tell that daddy’s feelings for mommy had never changed and he was now trying his best to make amends.

If mommy were to reunite with him, she would probably be happy.

On mommy’s side, ever since daddy came to Yunling, although she always quarreled with him, Jiayi could see that her anger towards daddy had long since dissipated.

This hasty "flash marriage" of the two might really not be such a bad thing after all.

On stage, after their vows, Chu Yanhan took the microphone from the MC’s hand, following tradition, to express his thanks to the guests for attending.

Xia Tingxuan stood to the side, her gaze fixed on the table where her daughter was, her brows furrowing tightly.

She had noticed as soon as she entered that Huo Zhenyang had brought a female companion today—it was Xiaolei, the one who had caused trouble between her daughter and son-in-law.

Now, seeing Xiaolei sitting beside Huo Zhenyang, almost inseparably close, smiling sweetly and flirting with him, while Jiayi sat quietly by herself like an outsider interfering in their relationship, Xia Tingxuan’s expression grew even more unpleasant. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

After Zaizai had finished holding the train of the wedding gown, he was about to hop off the stage to go to mommy when Xia Tingxuan motioned towards him and called out.

Seeing that Xia Tingxuan seemed to want him for something, he ran over with his little chubby legs, bouncing like lotus roots, and asked, "Grandma, what’s up?"

Xia Tingxuan glanced at Xiaolei, who was chatting animatedly with Huo Zhenyang, then bent down and whispered a few words into the ear of her precious Little Baozi.

After hearing her, Zaizai nodded his head, hopped down from the stage, and returned to mommy’s side.

Jiayi wiped the sweat from Little Baozi and casually asked, "I saw grandma talking to you just now, what was it about?"

"It’s nothing." Zaizai stuck out his tongue.

Jiayi frowned, feeling that Little Baozi wasn’t telling the truth. Just as she was about to ask more, a woman’s voice laced with laughter drifted over from across Huo Zhenyang:

"Cousin-in-law, Aunt Xia really looks so young. She looks almost like a woman in her twenties or thirties — great figure, beautiful skin. My mom is also Asian, but she doesn’t maintain her youth like Aunt Xia does. Aunt Xia must be much prettier than Uncle Chu’s ex-wife back in S Country, no wonder he’s still pining for her. Honestly, with Uncle Chu’s conditions, when it comes to choosing someone to remarry, a whole bunch of girls in their early twenties would be willing to throw themselves at him. Nowadays, girls all like older men. But today, after seeing Aunt Xia, I finally understand why Uncle Chu doesn’t want anyone else but keeps thinking about your mom."

Jiayi cast a cold glance through the air at Xiaolei.

It seemed like an innocent joke casually let slip, but it was characteristically irritating.

Her tone light, she lifted her lips in a slight smile, "Not everyone measures their choice of marriage partner by youth. But you thinking that way is understandable. I know your family situation is quite special; your daddy has been married many times, each wife younger than the last. Oh, right, your daddy’s current wife is what, only two or three years older than you? I usually wonder whether you call her mom or sister."

Huo Zhenyang’s lips curved upward slightly, his deep eyes narrowing with amusement.

He liked it when this little bunny lashed out, especially at the women who coveted him.

Xiaolei, seeing her own father being mocked for liking younger women and having a complicated family situation, lost her smugness.

She awkwardly tugged at Huo Zhenyang’s sleeve, somewhat aggrieved, "Cousin, I just wanted to compliment Aunt Xia, but it seems I said something wrong and upset the cousin-in-law."

Jiayi, seeing Xiaolei pulling at his gold-trimmed sleeve cuff, felt the satisfaction from her retort diminish substantially and, without realizing it, her heart squeezed slightly. She subconsciously turned her head away to avoid seeing their interaction.

She felt that her reaction to Xiaolei might indeed have been too strong.

Yet she had to admit, her hostility towards Xiaolei was growing deeper and deeper.

Fortunately, just then, a servant entered the banquet hall and came up to Jiayi, relieving her of the awkward moment.

In the servant’s hands was an express box, wrapped with pristine care. He handed it to Jiayi:

"Mrs. Huo, this was sent to the hotel for Miss Xia as a wedding gift."

Jiayi was taken aback, accepting the express box. It only had the sloppy handwriting of the courier, listing the hotel’s address.

There was no name and address of the sender.

Jiayi took the letter opener offered by the servant and cut open the box.

Inside the express box was a satin long box, which, once opened, revealed a strand of emerald necklace.

The necklace shone with bright translucence, every stone full and rich in color. Even to a layperson, it was obviously very expensive.

Attached to the silk ribbon on the long box was a small card.

She unfolded it, and there was just one line: Wishing Aunt Xia, a happy marriage.

The familiar handwriting made her pupils dilate.

Her hand shook, and the jewelry box nearly slipped from her fingers.

From the moment the servant brought in the box until now, Huo Zhenyang had seen everything, and a faint guess darkened his eyes.

Coming back to her senses, Jiayi glanced at the man beside her before quietly asking the servant, "Is the courier still here? Or has he left?"

"He should still be at the entrance, waiting for you to sign for the delivery."

Without hesitation, Jiayi said, "Right, I will sign it myself and take it over."

After saying that, she placed Zaizai on her chair, stood up swiftly, lifted her long dress, and hurried outside.

The man left beside her had a darkened handsome face, his knuckles tightening until they crunched.