The car started, and Su Mojin, sitting in the passenger seat, waved her hand, saying with conviction, Lin Yan smiled and didn't say much.
Before going, they went to the photo studio to develop some photos and picked up the wedding photos that had been developed and stored there. By the time these matters were finished, it was already evening. After a casual meal outside, Lin Yan drove towards Su Mojin's home.
Zhang Yingrong and Su Hongyun had moved out of the racetrack the previous week. The elderly couple felt it was a bit awkward to live there, mainly fearing they would affect the lives of the two young people. After discussing with Lin Yan twice, Lin Yan finally agreed to their move before going to Dongya.
Originally, the elderly couple planned to rent a place, but at Lin Yan's insistence, they moved into a residential complex developed by the Lin family in the southern district. This complex was located right next to Lin Yan's racetrack and less than five hundred meters from the traffic police brigade.
The car stopped at the entrance of the complex. The security guards were not surprised by this Lamborghini Veneno, valued at hundreds of millions, because all the security guards here had been replaced by Lin Yan's people.
"Remember to miss me."
The evening breeze blew across Su Mojin's face. The little girl stood charmingly at the entrance of the corridor, still wearing the couple's hat she bought with Lin Yan last time. On the brim of the blue hat were the words "I am beautiful and lovely."
"Don't worry, be good, go in quickly so you don't get cold."
Lin Yan smiled and comforted her.
Su Mojin stared at Lin Yan for a long time. Only when she really felt a bit cold did she turn and go upstairs.
Looking back step by step, it made Lin Yan both amused and helpless. This was the first night they had slept separately in recent days.
After seeing Su Mojin off, Lin Yan didn't follow her up. He turned and drove away, heading in the direction of the racetrack.
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The next morning, at four-thirty.
Yun Yi knocked on Lin Yan's room door from the outside. Lin Yan groggily got out of bed.
"Young Master, it's time to get up, or we'll be late."
Yun Yi's voice came from the door. Lin Yan dazedly picked up his phone and glanced at the time. Damn, four-thirty, why so early?
Lin Yan didn't have morning grumpiness. Knowing it was his big day, he didn't delay. After a simple wash-up, Lin Yan walked down from the second floor at five o'clock.
The sky outside was still dim, not yet bright.
As soon as he reached the ground floor, Lin Yan's eyes were filled with red. The entire first floor had been decorated by Yun Yi with large red "xi" characters, everything was crimson.
Especially the guest room closest to the staircase, its door was tightly shut, with a red double "xi" character stuck on it. Next to the character were two butterflies and some green leaves and rose petals as embellishments.
Lin Yan lowered his head and looked at the floor in front of the door, which was also covered with a red rectangular small carpet. On it were two cartoon boys and girls hugging each other tightly.
Lin Yan's entire villa was decorated in light colors, with wooden doors and other elements in milky white. It had to be said that this light-colored decoration intertwined with red was very much to Lin Yan's taste.
Lin Yan briefly glanced at the decorations on the first floor and the wedding photos hanging in the middle of the living room, nodding in satisfaction.
"Young Master, I'm really sorry to disturb your rest. You have too many things to do today, and the wedding room upstairs hasn't been decorated yet, so this..."
Seeing Lin Yan come down, Yun Yi, who was still organizing the rooms with a few maids, bowed and came to Lin Yan to explain.
"It's alright, you go ahead and be busy."
Lin Yan didn't blame Yun Yi. He walked to the coffee table, took two beautifully packaged red envelopes from it, and handed them to Yun Yi.
"Thank you for your hard work, you continue to be busy."
Yun Yi did not refuse, tucked the thick red envelopes away, nodded, and continued to be busy. She still had many things to do today.
Lin Yan was not idle either. At five-ten, the makeup artist and stylist knocked on the villa's door.
Lin Yan was almost carried to the makeup mirror in a daze.
After more than an hour of dressing up, Lin Yan was put into a suit and had his hair styled with wax. With Lin Yan's looks, he was already a stunner sitting there. Now, after some enhancement, he looked like he had a filter on, making him even more handsome and imposing. In the entertainment industry, he would debut on the spot and agencies would be vying for him.
One wave after another.
At six-thirty, another group of people arrived at Lin Yan's villa. Xiong Jie, along with a few good friends dressed in matching designer suits, pushed open the villa door.
Lin Yan knew all these good friends; some of them were childhood friends he grew up with. He remembered the most eye-catching one, Li Sibao.
The rich second-generation who had escaped from the hotel with him and Xiong Jie last time. His family was in the medical equipment business.
At this moment, Li Sibao was looking around the room as if he had never seen anything before. As a second-generation heir himself, he lived in his family's small villa.
Seeing such a large house, he was extremely envious, especially since it was built on a mountain. This was equivalent to buying a mountain directly?
Xiong Jie, walking at the forefront, saw Lin Yan and felt a surge of emotion. Six months ago, he was still messing around in nightclubs with Brother Lin, and he never expected Brother Lin to be getting married in half a year.
"Brother Lin, when did you become so effeminate?"
Seeing Lin Yan's appearance, Xiong Jie walked over and teased him. Lin Yan returned him with a middle finger, an internationally recognized gesture he had just learned online.
"How is it, is your leg okay?"
"It's fine, Brother Lin, it's much better. Don't forget, my family is in this business."
Lin Yan walked over and patted Li Sibao on the shoulder. Li Sibao chuckled. His answer almost made Lin Yan laugh.
Lin Yan's groomsmen had three people: Ren Fei, Xiong Jie, and Li Sibao.
He told them to go into the guest room to get ready and went to a corner of a guest room to send a message to Su Mojin, asking how things were on her end.
After not seeing each other all night, Lin Yan felt he missed his little wife dearly.
Typing
Sending
"Whoosh~"
The reply came back quickly, but Lin Yan was stunned when he saw the reply.
The message had been sent, but the person who replied was his mother-in-law.
Damn it, is it that serious!
Lin Yan couldn't help but recall the wedding procedures Yun Yi had mentioned earlier, and Fu Qingyun's previous instructions that the bride and groom should not contact each other before picking up the bride.
Lin Yan had initially thought it was just talk, but he didn't expect it to be for real.