Right after that, Ke Ran sent me the content written by his public - relations team: [Looking forward to collaborating with the male god again! Love you.jpg]
What the hell!
Isn't this openly flirting?
Do they think my husband is a nobody?!
No way!
I must severely crack down on Ke Ran's despicable act of riding on the popularity and fabricating scandals!
I clicked on Ke Ran's previous Weibo post, typed a few words, and snapped it out.
Grandma took a look at her phone and let out a startled scream: "What on earth are you doing!"
There was my queen - like move in the retweeted comment just now: [Don't @ me. My fiancé @ Rong Bo is hard to placate. Thank you.]
A few minutes later, Ke Ran was squeezed off the top of the hot - search list by Rong Bo.
#Rong Bo and Song Wenxing's engagement# hit the headlines.
Grandma secretly gave me an approving look, but her mouth was still unforgiving: "Is this how you handle things? Promoting one and stepping on the other. Where does that leave Ke Ran?"
I wore the look of a die - hard husband - protector: "Grandma, don't think Rong Bo doesn't say anything. He's feeling wronged inside. Why should I help an outsider bully my own husband? I'm not stupid!"
Grandma: "You!"
"Alright." Rong Bo patted my shoulder and stood up. "Let's call it a day today. We shouldn't disturb Grandma's rest."
I quickly stood up. "Goodbye, Grandma."
As I followed Rong Bo out, I secretly winked at Grandma behind Rong Bo's back. Grandma grinned and gave me an OK sign, then coldly scolded: "Get out of here!"
After getting in the car, Rong Bo asked me: "How do you want to hold the wedding?"
I sighed: "It's not a real one anyway. The more low - key it is, the better. It'd be best if no one knows about it."
Rong Bo: "It's a bit difficult considering the scale of our family."
That's why I sighed.
Rong Bo: "But I trust your ability."
Me: "That might offend a lot of people. Is that okay?"
Rong Bo gave me a deep look with an indescribable expression in his eyes. "You can do whatever you want, relying on my indulgence."
Me: "Wow, you're so cool."
Rong Bo then turned his head to look out of the car window. He was as handsome as a melancholy statue.
Was he troubled by love?
What secrets was he hiding in his heart...
This mysterious man was so damn charming.
The next day, after I finished dealing with the company's affairs, I came to accompany Grandma early.
Grandma said she didn't agree, but there were already several secretaries at home planning the wedding, from the guest list to the wedding - banquet hotel, from the groom's suit to the bride's wedding dress... The tables were piled up densely.
I felt really headache looking at them: "Getting married is so troublesome."
Grandma was wearing reading glasses and looking at the photos one by one. "There's no way. We're a big family. There are so many rules and regulations."
I said: "In the past, rules represented etiquette and upbringing."
Grandma: "Yes."
I: "But now the times have changed. Excessive rules are just red tape. A simple and low - key way that makes people feel relaxed and happy is the etiquette of the new era."
Grandma looked at me through her reading glasses: "So what do you want to do?"
I smiled slyly: "Grandma, what kind of wedding is your dream one? Don't consider the traditional constraints of the older generation. Just tell me your most sincere thought."
Grandma took off her reading glasses, threw the thick stack of photos in her hand aside, and looked at the photo of her late husband in the glass cabinet. "My late husband was a very old - fashioned man, so our wedding was rather dull. I still feel very regretful when I recall it. I received Western education since childhood. I hope I could wear a white wedding dress and a gorgeous crown, surrounded by flowers. My lover would drive a carriage to pick me up and take me to the castle. Then in front of my best friends and dearest family members, we would loudly swear our love and commitment to each other."
I was so engrossed in listening that I emotionally held Grandma's hand. "Oh my god, a dreamy wedding like a prince and princess! I wouldn't even dare to dream like this! Although I have money and a man, but a castle—"
Grandma gave a sly smile: "I have one."
I let out a scream and jumped up, scaring several secretaries so that the documents in their hands fell. "Sister!"
Grandma: "Arrange it!"
After the two of us secretly finalized the plan, the number of guests dropped sharply from several thousand to less than a hundred. The secretaries could go off work.
Grandma and I were head - to - head, picking the wedding dress.
As for the wedding dress, they were all the same to me. I just casually pointed at one. "This one."
"No, this one doesn't show off Xingzai's perfect figure at all." Grandma was very cautious and picky. "Maybe we should have it custom - made."
I thought it was troublesome: "Sister, is it you getting married or me?"
Grandma: "Just help me fulfill my dream."
I thought for a while: "Okay then."
Finally, we chose a daringly - designed European - style wedding dress with a low neckline, thigh cut - outs, and a bare back.
Grandma said: "Xingzai, you'll definitely look great in this!"
I pretended to be shy: "Isn't it too revealing? Rong Bo will be unhappy."
Grandma: "As long as you look beautiful. Who cares if he's happy or not!"
Grandma.
She's a tough one.
In the evening, after work, Rong Bo came directly to Grandma's house.
When he saw Grandma and me picking the dress, his action of taking off his coat paused for a moment. I understood. Although we always talked about getting married, it was really hard to accept when it was finally going to happen.
Grandma deliberately complained: "He has so many suits. Just pick one from the closet. Why waste the money?"
Rong Bo: …
Me: "One only gets married once in a lifetime. It should be grander. Rong Bo, what do you think of this set?"
Rong Bo didn't even bother to take a look. He just said: "I'll follow your decision."
Grandma pursed her lips and snickered.
Just as we were about to sit down for dinner, there was another guest at home.
Ke Ran sat down at the dinner table all in a sweat and told the servant: "Add a set of tableware."
Grandma: "Why didn't you say you were coming? There's no food for you."
Me: …
Ke Ran played the victim: "Can I just have some soup?"
Grandma laughed: "What are you here for?"
Ke Ran: "I heard you're going to hold a wedding, so I came to see if there's anything I can help with?"
Grandma: "What can you help with?"
Ke Ran: "I can invite all the handsome male stars in the entertainment industry to be groomsmen."
Me: !!!
I almost rolled on the table out of excitement.
I pretended to be calm and said: "Sorry, this is a very private wedding. Only the closest people can attend."
The meatball on Ke Ran's chopsticks rolled down. "… Can I come?"
Grandma: "Nonsense!"
Rong Bo looked at me: "When did you decide this?"
I was a bit nervous. After all, it was a big - family wedding and we couldn't be careless. "Grandma and I just happened to think alike. We both like this kind of warm and peaceful castle wedding."
Rong Bo: "As long as you like it."
I said coquettishly: "Thank you, hubby!"
Rong Bo: …
Grandma gave me a discontented look: "Don't change your address before you're married!"
After dinner, Ke Ran chatted with us: "Would it be a bit silly if I sing a song for you at the wedding?"
How could it be!
Don't you know you have a heavenly voice?
But with the big shot around, I could only lie against my conscience: "A bit."
Ke Ran: "Then I'll play the piano."
As he said, he casually lifted the cover of the piano, sat down, tapped a few black and white keys, and asked me gentlemanly: "Ms. Song, please choose a song."
Wow.
I'm so lucky!
I pretended to be calm: "The recently - popular 'Experience', the one from the Lancôme advertisement?"
Ke Ran winked at me: "OK, 'Experience', dedicated to Xingzai."
Oh.
My heart!
I held a glass of red wine and leaned against the piano, enjoying my idol playing this beautiful melody of "Experience" gracefully. It was really a great pleasure in life.
Grandma fanned the flames on the side: "I said you two are really a good match."
Rong Bo's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
After Ke Ran finished playing.
I couldn't help but clap my hands: "It's so nice!"
Ke Ran smiled and said: "Compared to someone, my skills are just trifles."
Me: "What?"
Grandma said: "The one who plays the piano best in our family is not Ke Ran, but Rong Bo."
Me: "… Really or fake?"
Then I looked at my ice - cold husband.
He really had a lot of skills but no talent for flirting at all.
I saw Rong Bo raise his hand and unbutton his cufflinks one by one. Ke Ran stood up with a smile and gave up his seat.
I suddenly felt a bit excited, as if a genius was about to show his best move.
Rong Bo sat down in front of the piano. His left hand gently landed on the keys, and his right hand started playing immediately. The frequency of his playing was several times higher than Ke Ran's before, as if it was an accelerated video. I had learned the piano before and had always dreamed of playing an octave like this, smooth and precise. Compared with Ke Ran's elegant and romantic performance, Rong Bo's was passionate and soul - stirring, which was really amazing.
When the song ended.
The after - sound lingered.
I rushed over like a crazy fan and hugged his arm: "Wow! Rong Bo, you're so handsome!"
Among all the acts we had played, this one was the only one that wasn't an act!