ST3YC Chapter 140

Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child Chapter 140: A Grand Wedding

Fu Sijin felt that his mother had been acting strangely these past few days.

Not only was she overly enthusiastic about his wedding preparations, but she also showed special concern for Yu Yu’s health. Not to mention the daily care and concern, a large number of supplements that are beneficial to pregnant women and fetuses were delivered to Yu Yu in a continuous stream.

She even bought Yu Yu a house in the city center, intending to give it to her as a gift from her mother-in-law to her daughter-in-law.

What are they trying to do?

She’s even more enthusiastic than the groom-to-be; does his mother want to steal her away?

This absurd idea certainly wouldn’t have come from the naturally serious Fu Sijin; rather, it was something he overheard his younger brother complaining about.

After all, the mother’s behavior was very high-profile, and everyone knew what she had been doing lately.

The strangest thing is that his father didn’t stop his mother’s irrational behavior.

After speaking with Yu Yu privately, he was jolted awake by her words.

“Perhaps, Auntie is just worried about the baby in my belly?”

Since misunderstanding Qingqing last time, Yu Yu didn’t want to think of her in a dark way anymore, so even with this kind of crazy ‘pampering’, she automatically made excuses for Qingqing.

I guess she’s more concerned about her first grandson or granddaughter.

Moreover, Gu Qingqing is very wealthy, and these things are considered very valuable by others, even a considerable fortune.

In her eyes, it was probably just a tiny speck of sand peeking out from between her fingers, not worth mentioning.

This argument clearly convinced Fu Sijin, who cared about the child and even more about the child’s mother, so he… treated Yu Yu even better.

There was nothing he could do; his mother was too fierce. He was worried that his mother would really steal his wife away in the future, and then he would have nowhere to turn to cry.

Only Fu Heng knew that Qingqing was only trying to make amends out of guilt.

Her way of being kind to people, like most rich people, is to throw money around, and throw it around like crazy.

They’re happy as long as the person who gets hit is happy.

On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, most businesses and organizations resumed work, and the Civil Affairs Bureau also reopened. Fu Sijin and Yu Yu went to get their marriage certificate and became a legally married couple.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, taking advantage of this auspicious festival, the Fu Group announced to the public the happy news that its heir was about to get married, and sent out invitations widely, with almost all the city’s celebrities receiving invitations.

On February 1st, the wedding of Chairman Fu and his wife’s eldest son, the heir to the Fu family, was held as scheduled at the Fu family’s old residence.

Because Yu Yu loves her motherland’s culture, they chose a traditional Chinese wedding, even the wedding dress was a grand affair.

A traditional wedding dress with red thorns and auspicious dragon and phoenix motifs.

The entire Fu family mansion was decorated in a festive atmosphere, with red silk hanging everywhere and large red double happiness symbols visible in every corner.

If you didn’t know better, you’d think this was a period drama film.

However, those coming and going were not actors, but socialites and ladies from high society.

Qingqing was busy entertaining guests, while Fu Heng was also busy on the other side.

The couple barely had time to meet, and they didn’t even exchange a fleeting glance.

Her throat was parched; she hadn’t had a drop of water since 3 a.m. and was so thirsty that she grabbed a glass of wine from the table and gulped it down.

Alcohol may not quench thirst, but it can at least moisten the throat.

After finally settling all the guests in, Qingqing hadn’t even had a chance to sit down and rest when she saw two familiar figures flash by.

She frowned, subconsciously took a step over, and quietly peeked out from behind the curtain at the corner.

Sure enough, it wasn’t her imagination; her parents had arrived.

Seeing this, Qingqing couldn’t help but sneer.

They refused to accept the invitation when she personally delivered it to them, and even said in front of her that they would never set foot in the Fu family. What are they doing here now?

Attending their grandson’s wedding as maternal grandparents?

Qingqing could almost picture her mother saying those words in an arrogant and self-righteous manner, which was utterly repulsive.

She was about to go out and chase them away when a large hand suddenly reached out from behind and covered her mouth and nose.

Qingqing was startled and was about to struggle when she heard a clear, low voice in her ear: “It’s me.”

—It is Fu Heng.

She glared angrily at Fu Heng, but her tense body relaxed against her will, and she nestled softly in the broad arms of the man behind her.

He pulled her into a tight embrace.

The two people in front suddenly started arguing loudly, which caught Qingqing’s attention.

After all, in her memory, this couple was terrible to their child, but they were truly in love with each other, and she had never seen them argue loudly.

Qingqing was naturally unwilling to miss such a rare and beautiful sight.

She peered through the curtain, eavesdropping with great interest.

Mother Gu was furious and yelled at Gu Yanyu.

“What do you mean? I’m just here to attend my grandson’s wedding. What bad things could I possibly do? Do you think I’m here to cause trouble? Don’t you think there are so many guests here? I have my pride too.”

“That’s not what I meant.” Gu Yanyu still had that mild and weak demeanor, and he didn’t have any fighting spirit when arguing with his wife.

“If you don’t welcome us, there’s no need to upset the children on this joyous day. I know you don’t like them, and you wouldn’t be happy even if you came, so why bother?”

“How could I not like it? How could I not like my own child?”

Mother Gu could say this with such confidence, but Qingqing and Gu Yanyu both showed the same indifference.

If this woman really liked the siblings, she’d even pluck Qingqing’s hair off and let her kick it like a ball.

Gu Yanyu seemed determined to take his wife away, but his wife refused to leave, and the commotion made him really angry. He couldn’t help but growl in a slightly aggressive tone.

“Do you really think I don’t know why you came here today? She’s our own daughter, why do you have to make such a scene?”

One sentence made Mother Gu feel guilty.

Her eyes darted around, avoiding her husband’s gaze: “I… what can I do? I’m just here to wish my grandson a happy wedding.”

“Come home with me if you don’t want me to tell the children the truth.”

Gu Yanyu, unusually assertive, finally managed to subdue his wife and hurriedly left with her.

Looking at the two annoying figures with their backs, Qingqing asked with a puzzled expression, “What’s the truth? And why did my mom come here?”

Fu Heng’s eyes flickered, and he put his arm around Qingqing’s slender waist, turned her around, and led her back to the banquet.

“Since they’re gone, let’s not worry about them anymore.”

“Yeah, it’s unlikely to be anything good anyway, and thinking too much will only affect my mood.”

Having been successfully persuaded, Qingqing obediently followed Fu Heng back to continue preparing for her eldest son’s grand wedding.

They didn’t let reporters in, but the lavish wedding was still widely reported by major media outlets, to the point that even the middle-aged women dancing in the square knew that the heir of the Fu family had gotten married.

On this day, the dreams of many socialites and ladies who were indulging in daydreams were shattered.

On this very day, high society lost another eligible bachelor, but gained a wealthy socialite that everyone envied.

After Fu Sijin got married, the Fu family did not have an additional member.

The young couple moved out to enjoy their last moments together and to make it easier to manage their respective work.

With a nanny and bodyguards provided, Qingqing wasn’t too worried that Yuyu wouldn’t be able to take good care of herself after becoming pregnant.

Moreover, she would visit her when she had time, and occasionally she would bump into her mother-in-law, maintaining a close relationship that was not too intrusive.

Compared to the eldest son’s jubilation, the younger son’s situation was much more bleak.

Anran school has started, and the young couple will soon face separation.

Fu Sishen was naturally very reluctant, but he couldn’t let An Ran’s studies be delayed. Otherwise, even if An Ran didn’t blame him, his mother would still beat him to a pulp.

They’re the kind of people who can never turn their lives around.

So he could only seize every moment and cherish every second, which meant he rarely went home and spent more time with his girlfriend.

Qingqing had suggested that Anran move to the Fu family home, but the suggestion was rejected.

The main reason is that no matter how cold the relationship is, An’s family is still there, and An Ran would feel uncomfortable dating under the watchful eyes of her elders, so it’s more comfortable to stay outside.

As a result of all the commotion, only two elderly people, Qingqing and Fu Heng, were left in the house.

“What do you mean, ‘lonely old people’?” Fu Heng’s face showed a hint of helplessness: “We’re still young.”

Where did my wife get these unreliable ideas?

“I just felt the house was too quiet, so I made a joke on the spur of the moment.”

Qingqing sat in the empty living room and sighed sadly: “Don’t you have to work? Why do I always see you hanging around at home?”

They’re not afraid of the Fu family going bankrupt.

Pshaw, pshaw, pshaw! Children say the darndest things! Children say the darndest things!

She couldn’t possibly curse her long-term meal ticket.

“I’ll just hang around you.” Fu Heng sat down beside Qingqing, took her hand without giving her a chance to refuse, and spoke gently.

“Didn’t you always complain that I was too busy with work and didn’t have time for you? Now that I have time for you, why are you complaining that I’m annoying?”

His words seemed like a complaint, but they were actually a way of being affectionate.

Qingqing shuddered with disgust and tried carefully to pull her hand away, but failed.

After trying several times without success, she simply gave up struggling and accepted that her hand had been temporarily separated from her.

“Let’s talk,” Fu Heng said.

“What’s there to talk about?” Qingqing pouted, quickly refusing, clearly not wanting to hear any explanation.

If her ears weren’t so perked up.”sorry.”

Those three simple words shattered all her resolve, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

“I’m sorry I hurt you, I’m sorry I didn’t protect you, I’m sorry I didn’t fulfill my responsibilities as a husband, I’m sorry… Can you forgive me?”

When Qingqing first married Fu Heng, she joked that his eyes were even more captivating than her own peach blossom eyes, and that no one could resist his affectionate gaze.

At the time, Fu Heng didn’t react to these blatant jokes and flirtatious remarks, which really disappointed Qingqing. But now he’s using this trick.

Qingqing suddenly realized that she actually…

It wasn’t exactly a joke.

Who can resist the deep affection of their beloved?