It was almost negligible.
Tang Si watched the delighted and joyful Zhao Wuyan with a blank expression.
He just stared at her, continuously staring at her.
His deep, complex gaze made Zhao Wuyan’s heart pound, and as she began to feel a chill of fear, the man’s thin lips parted, “I do.”
As the words fell, thunderous applause erupted from the scene.
The event organizer invited by Zhao Wuyan had amped up the atmosphere, creating the visual impression of a romantic wedding.
When she heard Tang Si say "I do," tears instantly welled up in her eyes, her excitement unconcealable.
The emcee kept chattering into the microphone, but as he spoke, Tang Si’s sharp gaze shot directly at him.
His warning look frightened the emcee.
Wearing an earpiece, the emcee heard a voice in his ear, “Stop the nonsense. I already told you the eldest son of the Tang family isn’t too keen on this wedding. If you keep blabbing, you might ruin it.”
The wedding company hired was Qing Muyue’s ‘First Encounter’ wedding company, and the wedding design was personally handled by Lin Meng.
However, Lin Meng had also specifically instructed her company staff to be mindful.
This was also Qing Muyue’s intention.
After being warned by his colleague, the emcee dared not say more. He merely invited the Tang family parents to the stage to give their speeches and asked both families to pose for a photo together.
The wedding thus drew to a close.
And at this very moment, a figure quietly departed from a corner of the wedding venue.
Exiting the hotel, the person flagged down a taxi at the entrance and headed straight for the airport.
On the wedding night, there was no customary “waking the bridal chamber.”
The Tang residence was decorated with lanterns and adorned with festive red “xi” characters, exuding an atmosphere of joy.
After dinner, Tang Si returned to his room to sleep.
Tang’s mother gave Zhao Wuyan a meaningful glance. Zhao Wuyan immediately stood up, “Dad, Mom, Eldest Brother, I’m tired too. I’ll head upstairs to rest.”
“Mmm, go on, go on.”
“Rest early, you’ve both been tired all day.”
Tang’s father and mother repeatedly chimed in.
Zhao Wuyan followed Tang Si upstairs to the bridal chamber.
Pushing open the room door, Tang Si entered first, with Zhao Wuyan behind him.
The spacious room was decorated with streamers and sheer curtains hanging from the ceiling. The bed was covered with a large red duvet cover and sheets. The floor was covered with pink, red, and gold balloons and colorful confetti, looking exceptionally beautiful.
Tang Si turned sideways, his hands tucked into the pockets of his trousers. His gaze fell on Zhao Wuyan, and a slight smile curved his lips, “Congratulations, you’ve gotten your wish.”
He was clearly smiling, but for some reason, looking at Tang Si’s smile, Zhao Wuyan felt a shiver run down her spine.
“Si… Si Bing…”
Zhao Wuyan bit her red lip lightly, “I… I am really happy.”
Tang Si nodded slightly, then took out two marriage certificates from his inner suit pocket and patted them in his hand, “As long as you’re happy, cherish every day you can be happy.”
“Yes, I will.” Zhao Wuyan mistook Tang Si’s words for a genuine blessing.
But little did she know, the very next second after she finished speaking, Tang Si directly tore the marriage certificates in his hand and threw them into the trash can.
This abrupt action stunned Zhao Wuyan, “You… you tore up, tore up the marriage certificates, why?”
Tang Si took a step forward, placing his hands on her shoulders, and leaned closer, “Without the marriage certificates, we can never divorce.”
His eyes were filled with a smile, and his tone was quite gentle.
It gave the impression of a change of heart.
Zhao Wuyan’s heart had been pounding uncontrollably just moments ago, and she was somewhat wary of him. But upon hearing Tang Si’s words now, she felt genuinely happy.
She thought to herself, Tang Si had loved her so passionately before, how could he just let go so easily?
Shi Ran was merely one of the passersby in his life.