Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 622: V492: Feng kissed Qiu and said, "You will always be my first beloved wife." 2000
Feng Chengjin almost angrily blurted out on the spot, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll just run off with your wives and girlfriends?"
Who knew the men present were all relaxed and collectively responded, "Great, we wouldn’t be able to ask for more. Go ahead, elope with them. If you think our common wives are worthy of your wife, who you waited ten years for, we’ll swap! Go on, don’t hesitate!"
Feng Chengjin was left speechless for a while.
After all.
Let alone Zixuan, whom he had waited for ten years, he wished he could have married her earlier and kept her at home. He couldn’t count how many countless days and nights he had dreamt of this.
And now, with Zhi Xuan’s current state, she’s pregnant with his child! No wife in the world could replace that!
So, Feng Chengjin was just annoyingly exasperated.
And only Wang Yikun and Qin Nuo were left to be groomsmen.
But with Wang Yikun having been a public relations director for so many years, he wasn’t foolish. The president might be the boss, but this was about choosing the right battle stance. You can’t twist the arm, but neither can you outmatch ten arms. Plus, if the male team positions themselves wrong this time and lacks the "masculine atmosphere to disrupt the wedding", he would be collectively eye-gouged by the big shots.
So he held a cigarette stub in one hand, frantically shaking his head, saying, "No, no, president, the entire wedding venue needs me to help organize, control the scene, and receive guests. Where would I find the time?" He smirked and ran off.
As for Qin Nuo, he was even less reliable.
With a single look from Feng Chengjin, Qin Nuo knew that if he didn’t take this role, he might as well not be a secretary anymore. As a groomsman, facing all those accusatory eyes wasn’t a big deal.
Anyway, if the president wanted him to wear women’s clothes, he’d have to comply. Isn’t that right?
But he had only one question, "President, I have no problem with anything else, but I just want to know, you said that the ’bridesmaids’ over there are all either CEOs, young masters, vice presidents, or deputy directors, each worth millions with high positions and power. I’m just a tiny secretary without rank or position, don’t you think asking me to be a groomsman makes the scene a little shabby?"
Thus, Qin Nuo’s words left Feng Chengjin speechless on the spot, and in the midst of sighing, Qin Nuo gave President Feng a sympathetic look, saying, "I’ll just go help the president distribute red envelopes." Then he slipped away.
Feng Chengjin was getting married, yet found himself with no one in the groomsmen lineup. Even Pei Yongyou, who he absolutely couldn’t rely on, was a Korean who was making a scene, shouting, "Oh, yo! Wow hahaha! You Chinese people can have such fun weddings, I want to join in!" It instantly increased the difficulty for Feng Chengjin to receive the bride and added more games to the mix.
Feng Chengjin was so angry he got a bit of a headache, and worst of all, Bai Qifan’s ex-wife — Zou Xiaoya — was brought along as a companion!
During those two sweet months of marriage, Qiu Zhixuan had told him about some things in Beijing, and mentioned how Zou Xiaoya had helped her drive Zhou Xiao away.
Back then, he didn’t believe it much. What kind of person could suppress such an arrogant and domineering woman as Zhou Xiao?
But seeing it now, he truly admired it.
Not to mention that fluent Beijing dialect roll-of-the-tongue endings.
That person — tsk tsk, almost took the Beijing slang ability to the limit.
Even before setting off, she started chatting with the ladies’ group about beauty care, body slimming, and hair care.
It was the first time Feng Chengjin felt a bit despairing about life.
After getting in the car, she continued tirelessly chatting with the driver about Rong City’s road conditions, municipal construction, and planning sceneries.
And Feng Chengjin felt like he had dug a giant pit for himself regarding his marriage.
Because the driver he arranged for today was — Xiao Zuo.
So, what kind of sparks would fly with a chatterbox and a chatterbox colliding all the way, Feng Chengjin didn’t know. He only knew that with his head in his hands, doing the brow massage of eye relaxation exercises, he really felt there were another 500 repetitions he could do.
Life felt even more despairing.
When receiving the bride, seeing him fighting hard on the front line, this group of ladies (so-called ’groomsmen’) were collectively holding their phones at the back, taking glamorous selfies in the rose garden! Editing photos, posting on social circles!
He really felt that this wedding was enough!
Enough, enough!
If it weren’t for Mr. Gu, who couldn’t bear to see it anymore and kindly said a fair word, he might not have been able to get Zhi Xuan out, and he felt that he might have fought out of the crowd on site.
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At this moment, sitting in the wedding car, he slightly loosened his tie and took a tired breath.
Qiu Zhixuan watched Feng Chengjin, already in such a state at just ten in the morning, found it funny yet felt a heartache.
Leaning on his shoulder, she asked, "Are you exhausted?"
Upon hearing, Feng Chengjin turned his head, looked at his bride who he now finally had the marriage certificate and the wedding in hand, and couldn’t help but curl his lips into a deep smile.
Taking her hand and holding it in his palm, he said, "Not tired, marrying you is the happiest thing, I’d be happy to marry you every day, how could I be tired?"
Qiu Zhixuan was immediately amused, saying, "How can you get married every day? This day’s the first wedding, wouldn’t the subsequent ones become the second marriage, third marriage, fourth marriage, Nth marriage?"
In an instant, Feng Chengjin also laughed. Turning to face her, he said, "No, with me, no matter how many times we marry, you are always my first. Every day is a wedding day, and every day feels like the first all over again."
Instantly, meeting Qiu Zhixuan’s slightly trembling, somewhat touched eyes.
He smiled even more charmingly, moved forward, and softly kissed her lips, "Because you are always my first beloved wife."
...
Get off the car, hold the wedding, proceed with the process.
Everything, due to Qiu Zhixuan being pregnant, many of Feng Chengjin’s initial plans involving private jets, overseas tours, and such were all canceled. After all, his wife and child were the most important.
Fortunately, Qiu Zhixuan was not one to overindulge in luxury, and being born and getting married in Rong City, integrating with the breath of her hometown was also a kind of rich settling and heritage that she liked.
So, everything was done in Rong City, using Rong City’s highest standard.
Brought back to the Feng Family’s mansion estate in Rong City which was almost like a royal manor.
In a high-end and luxurious environment, the ceremony began...
