Chapter 234: Chapter 217: But I’m Not Happy
The shiny black hair hung over her chest, and she wore a wreath-like veil on her head, with just a few brightly colored blue and red flowers, enveloping her whole being in an ethereal aura...
She carefully walked down, holding the medium-length train, her unmade-up face flushed with a tinge of red.
Ren Yixuan gazed at her like this, entranced...
The shyness, happiness, and satisfaction on her face felt like a bitter gall flowing into his heart, making him unbearably pained.
Yin Shixiu washed his hands, and coming out of the kitchen, he saw his wife descending as if she were a fairy stepping down from the clouds...
He walked to the front of the stairs, reached out to her, like the most devout follower.
Su Xiaomeng couldn’t suppress the smile on her face, took his hand, and asked shyly in a low voice, "Do I look good?"
"Just as the saying goes, clothes make the man as much as gold makes the Buddha shine..."
"What do you mean?"
Su Xiaomeng furrowed her brows, thinking, can’t he say something nice about her?
"I mean..." Yin Shixiu whispered into Su Xiaomeng’s ear, "A seven-figure wedding dress, not everyone can reveal its worth."
"How, how much?!"
Su Xiaomeng’s face went pale immediately, feeling that she wasn’t wearing a wedding dress, but countless yuan!
The people nearby didn’t know what the couple were whispering about. Seeing Su Xiaomeng exclaim, they couldn’t help but cast curious glances.
Yin Shixiu wrapped an arm around her waist, unable to hide his smile.
Su’s mother looked at the hem of the wedding dress and the embroidery on the train, meticulous stitch by stitch, not a thread to be seen, the lines as naturally smooth as flowing clouds and water.
The embroidery on the veil looked like flowers floating on the water’s surface, so real it was breathtaking.
Just from this craftsmanship, Su’s mother knew the value of this wedding dress was by no means a small number.
"Why so wasteful..." Su Xiaomeng couldn’t help but mutter.
In this world, there is no woman unhappy with her man spending money on her, but Su Xiaomeng had only been with Yin Shixiu for a year.
She truly hadn’t completely adjusted to Yin Shixiu’s lifestyle yet.
When he mentioned the seven figures, Xiaomeng’s legs went weak.
Yin Shixiu, of course, didn’t think it wasteful, no matter how much he spent on Xiaomeng, he wouldn’t feel it was "wasteful."
The wedding dress on Su Xiaomeng indeed opened the eyes of everyone present, even Mrs. Ren, nearing her fifties, couldn’t help but feel envious.
"Being young is still the best, only youth can match such a beautiful wedding dress. By the way, Mr. Yin, are you planning to hold a wedding?"
Yin Shixiu and Su Xiaomeng had never held a wedding, something the Ren Family was aware of.
So Yin Shixiu didn’t avoid the topic, saying, "The date hasn’t been set yet, but of course it has to be held."
Su Xiaomeng looked at Yin Shixiu, her face full of shock.
Holding a wedding... she didn’t even know he had such plans.
"Right, it definitely needs to be done! Our Xiaomeng is such a good girl, she can’t just be given to you muddle-headedly."
Mrs. Ren said as if it were a matter of course.
Yin Shixiu held Su Xiaomeng’s hand, nodded in response.
Su Xiaomeng thought to herself, didn’t she just give herself to Yin Shixiu muddle-headedly...
But... didn’t she also end up finding a blessing in disguise?
As she was immersed in her little sweetness, her eyes swept across diagonally where Ren Yixuan was sitting.
He was looking down at his phone, she couldn’t see his face clearly.
Beside him snuggled Rong Qiao, a woman much prettier than her.
Childhood sweethearts, never doubting each other...
Time flies never to return; he and she would never go back to those times.
But... isn’t such an outcome better, closer to complete happiness?
She had her own family, Ren Yixuan also had someone he liked, soon he would also have his own family, his own irreplaceable attachment.
"If the wedding is held in Beijing, let us know, maybe I and Uncle Ren might also attend!"
Su Xiaomeng nodded, "Alright."
"And when Yixuan gets married, you and Mr. Yin must come too!"
As the moon climbed higher, the sky had turned pitch black, Su’s mother helped Su Xiaomei call a car, and then together with Yin Shixiu, they carried the already asleep Du Qian and Du Qing into the car.
After seeing Su Xiaomei off, Mr. Ren and Su’s father were still drinking and chatting away, showing no intention of stopping.
Rong Qiao had taken Mrs. Ren back first.
Su Xiaomeng and Ren Yixuan each tried to persuade one, finally getting the two old men to stop.
Ren Yixuan carried the drunken Mr. Ren out of the house.
Su Xiaomeng noticed Mr. Ren’s phone was left behind, and hurriedly ran after them, "Ren Yixuan! Uncle, Uncle Ren’s phone..."
Ren Yixuan took the phone, glanced at Su Xiaomeng, intending to say thank you, but when he opened his mouth, he asked a foolish question, "Are you happy now?"
Su Xiaomeng paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "Yes, very happy."
"But I’m not happy."
When Yin Shixiu came downstairs again, he saw Su Xiaomeng standing alone in just a sweater at the courtyard door, the door wide open...
She must have been sending Ren Yixuan and Mr. Ren off just now.
Yin Shixiu walked over silently, "What are you looking at?"
"Ah!"
Su Xiaomeng was startled and let out a cry.
The moonlight was hazy, but the streetlight at the gate of the yard was very bright.
In just a moment, Yin Shixiu clearly saw the dimness lingering in her eyes, as if it contained too many complex emotions that he couldn’t quite understand.
"What are you thinking about? You’re so absorbed?"
Yin Shixiu smirked, "Aren’t you regretting agreeing to my proposal?"
Su Xiaomeng patted her chest and looked at him, "Are you childish? We’ve got the certificate, and you’re still talking about proposals... Only Mrs. Ren and your little aunt would fall for that."
Yin Shixiu’s eyes darkened, "I thought you would fall for it too."
"I’m already twenty-one, okay! I’m very mature!"
Su Xiaomeng lifted the corners of her lips and swaggered back into the room.
Yin Shixiu followed her slowly, pulling her icy cold little hand, feeling the chill seeping from her sweater.
How long did she stand there? Standing there... thinking about what? Was it related to... Ren Yixuan?
As these questions rolled through Yin Shixiu’s mind, he felt anxious and conflicted inside.
Perhaps all lovers are like this, even a little bit of jealousy can be magnified many times over, then slowly gnawing at oneself like a ball of black mist.
Ren Yixuan and Mr. Ren returned to their home and then helped his mother lift his father into bed.
"Xiaomeng is already married, you’ve seen it, Mr. Yin treats her very well."
Ren Yixuan paused while taking off his father’s shoes.
As Mrs. Ren helped her husband remove his clothes, she said softly, "Xiao Qiao’s personality isn’t as good as Xiaomeng’s; that’s obvious, but Xiao Qiao is born from a wealthy family and it’s normal for her to be a bit spoiled at times. Everyone has shortcomings. But I can see that she genuinely likes you. She’s actually quite simple-minded, and because she’s simple, she hasn’t noticed those slight feelings of longing you have for Xiaomeng."
"Yixuan, love is like this, there are too many twists and turns. Sometimes, it’s just a choice, two completely different paths."
"She’s good, and now you are good too, nothing is more important than that, so no matter how much dissatisfaction or jealousy in your heart, you have to let it go, understand?"
Mrs. Ren looked at Ren Yixuan, speaking with rare sincerity.
Who knows their children better than parents?
Ren Yixuan squatted by the bedside, after listening to his mother’s words, it took a long time before he slowly said, "It’s naturally best to let go, but if I can’t let go... what can I do? Snatch her back? Or try everything to break them up? Heh... whether to let go or not, in the end, it’s my own issue."
In Su Xiaomeng’s eyes and heart, there was no room for Ren Yixuan anymore.
So much dissatisfaction, so much anger, so much jealousy, besides burying it deep in the heart for slow digestion, what else can he do?
He couldn’t possibly let his life revolve around a girl who no longer belonged to him, could he?
But Ren Yixuan forgot that human emotions are uncontrollable.
Those dissatisfactions, angers, jealousies... if not digested, they could only decay, rot, ultimately becoming a poison.
Hurting both self and others.
"Knock knock"...
The sound of knocking came, then the door was pushed open, and Rong Qiao poked her little head inside, "Do you need help?"
Mrs. Ren smiled, "No need, no need, Yixuan, I can handle the rest."
Ren Yixuan didn’t stay much longer, he got up and bid good night to his mother, then went out with Rong Qiao.
Rong Qiao held onto Ren Yixuan’s arm, coquettishly saying, "I really envy Su Xiaomeng..."
"Yixuan, I want to wear such beautiful wedding dresses, I want to wear such beautiful rings, I want... so many people to bless me too..."
Ren Yixuan paused his steps and looked at Rong Qiao...
Rong Qiao blushed and blinked her eyes, "Did you hear it? I’m proposing to you."
Rong Qiao felt a drum pounding in her heart with anxiety, knowing she might have rushed it, but...
She truly was envious!
What Su Xiaomeng had, she also wanted.
Besides, such beautiful wedding dresses, such romantic ceremonies, must be the dreams of all girls in the world, right?
Rong Qiao thought she might be rejected.
To Ren Yixuan, their relationship hadn’t been long enough, and he was a cautious, steady person.
"Okay."
Rong Qiao flinched for a moment, in a brief haze, she seemed to hear Ren Yixuan agreeing...
"Wha—, what?"
"I said okay, I agree," Ren Yixuan earnestly replied.
Fireworks seemed to explode in Rong Qiao’s heart, so excited she could barely speak.
Ren Yixuan ruffled her hair, hugged her, and went back to the room.
Yin Shixiu and Su Xiaomeng returned to Beijing on the twelfth day of the lunar year with Shuangshuang and Huanghuang.
The next day, they took the children to Yijing Manor.
Upon heading up the hill, unexpectedly Bai Sidong’s family was there too, and seeing the handsome uncle, Xiao Meng was naturally thrilled.
"Meng, come in. Let me hold the children."
The little uncle took Shuangshuang from Su Xiaomeng, and then a charming beauty came out of the house.
Xiao Meng wanted to ask which family this sister was from, only to hear the little uncle call out, "Wife, look, Si Xian’s granddaughter, haha!"
Su Xiaomeng nearly knelt to the ground, this woman who looked just in her twenties, how could she be the little uncle’s wife?