A Chan – CH 153

Chapter 153: Extra Chapter: Ah Chan and Ah Chan (2)

Li Weiyi also spoke frankly, saying, “If you were a working-class person like me, no matter how handsome you were or how good your personality was, I wouldn’t be intimidated. But I still maintain that we were never from the same world. If there hadn’t been a time loop, if your family hadn’t had that accident back then, given your past success in picking up all the school beauties, you’d be surrounded by celebrities or socialites by now, right? How could it be a small-time painter like me?”

Zhang Jingchan said slowly and deliberately, “That’s true. If it weren’t for the time loop, the person by your side right now would be someone other than that scumbag Xie Zhilu. How could it be me?”

Li Weiyi kicked him: “You’re the one who’ll encounter a scumbag! Who doesn’t love your money? Only I liked you when you were 1 billion in debt. Be content!”

Zhang Jingchan laughed, slightly bending down to brush the dust off his suit trousers: “Content? Of course, I’m content; that’s why I’m practically begging to hand over so much money to you.”

Li Weiyi laughed too, but said, “Giving money doesn’t guarantee security. Otherwise, why would so many tycoons cheat and get divorced?”

Zhang Jingchan gave her a cold look that said, “I knew you were thinking about this kind of nonsense.”

Li Weiyi sighed and said, “Zhang Jingchan, it’s not that I don’t trust you. Life is so long, and there are so many temptations. Even the deepest feelings can become bland and tasteless one day. Everyone knows that marrying a man like you is much more dangerous than being with an ordinary person. But you don’t need to reassure me so much. If that day really comes, we can part amicably; it’s no big deal. Just remember, I can’t tolerate any scum in my eyes. Besides, it’s not like I can’t find someone else, and I don’t necessarily need to find someone else.”

Zhang Jingchan’s smile faded, and his face turned cold. But he came today specifically to have an open and honest discussion about this issue. Suppressing his pent-up frustration, he said, “You wouldn’t believe me if I promised you anything now. Anyway, I’ve made promises for so many years, and you still get angry. I understand your concerns. However, in this marriage, I’m the one who feels insecure.”

Li Weiyi clicked her tongue: “You actually feel insecure? Was it because I wasn’t labeled Zhang Jingchan’s girlfriend on my first day of university? Or haven’t you scared away enough suitors over the years with your imposing presence, Mr. Zhang?”

Zhang Jingchan then smiled again and said, “Stop joking; I’m serious. Our marriage has several decades to go, and I can guarantee that I will never cheat and will be faithful to the marriage. But I also admit that if you asked me to promise that I will never have any feelings for anyone in the future, I wouldn’t dare to make that guarantee either. It’s just a pity that some things have already been proven true. In the first life, I didn’t meet you, and I’ve been single until I’m 48. So now I can guarantee that what you’re talking about will never happen.”

He stared at her, his deep eyes gleaming: “Li Weiyi, it turns out my threshold for falling in love is very high, so high that only you have ever reached it.”

Li Weiyi’s heart felt as if it were being struck and surrounded by an invisible torrent. Her nose was just starting to sting when he continued, “But speaking of the threshold for falling in love, what about you? Think carefully; in the lifetime I missed, didn’t you have another boyfriend? Oh, right, in the second cycle, I didn’t have time to ask; did you have a new one too?”

Li Weiyi’s cheeks immediately flushed red, and she answered evasively, “No moral blackmail here! I was single when I was with every boyfriend.”

Zhang Jingchan’s face darkened completely, chewing on the word “every boyfriend.”

Li Weiyi immediately stood up, plopped down on his lap, and grabbed his shirt collar with a few fingers, her tone completely different—after all, she was very good at coaxing Zhang Jingchan, because he was so easy to please—she said, “Alright, alright, we are getting our marriage certificate tomorrow, and you’ve brought up every old grudge you could today. You aren’t allowed to mention it starting tomorrow. It’s strange; in other families, it’s always the woman who brings up the past. Why is it the other way around in our family?”

The words “our family” really pleased Zhang Jingchan. He chuckled, letting her snuggle and rub against him, one arm around her waist, the other casually resting on the back of the chair beside him. He said lazily, “Fine, I won’t mention it again. Do you think I want to?”

They kissed passionately for a while, both in high spirits. Zhang Jingchan picked up the stack of documents and a pen, handing them to her, still holding her in his arms, turning her around so she faced the table. He said, “Sign it. You won’t lose out.”

“Really, it’s all for me?”

“It doesn’t really matter if I give it all to you. I’ll never get a divorce in this lifetime. If I ever misbehave, you can take your anger out on Huicui.”

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Zhang Jingchan preferred a low-key lifestyle, and Li Weiyi disliked extravagance and unnecessary fuss, so their wedding was small, with only close relatives and friends invited.

Because some of the invited relatives and friends were public officials, the wedding was ultimately held in a convenient coastal city within China.

The entire hotel was booked.

On the pristine white sand beach, adorned with pure white gauze curtains and vibrant flowers, the atmosphere was even more ethereal and dreamlike. Several yachts floated on the azure sea, offering recreational opportunities for the guests.

However, at this moment, all the luxury and beauty were serene. In the hotel’s largest banquet hall, the wedding was underway.

At Zhang Jingchan and Li Weiyi’s request, all the usual ceremonies and elaborate rituals were omitted, keeping everything simple. Neither he nor Li Weiyi spoke; only their parents spoke, followed by walking down the aisle, exchanging rings, and the couple’s vows.

After the parents finished speaking, Zhang Jingchan stood on the stage. At the other end of the aisle, all the lights were dimmed, leaving only a single spotlight illuminating Mr. Li and Li Weiyi at the other end.

Zhang Jingchan wore a brand-new, fully handmade suit today. The top-quality fabric and tailoring accentuated his physique, highlighting his broad shoulders, slender waist, and long, straight legs. A flower was pinned to his left breast, and under the light, his raised face appeared even fairer and more handsome.

As the soft music began to play, amidst the gazes of all their relatives and friends, Zhang Jingchan stared intently at Li Weiyi, without smiling.

Li Weiyi, however, was blushing. Her wedding dress, imported from Europe and far more expensive than she had ever imagined, complemented her free-spirited nature, lending her a touch of solemn elegance. The delicate and exquisite tailoring perfectly accentuated the refined beauty of her face.

She took her father’s arm and walked step by step towards her husband.

The first to shed tears was Li Xiaoyi, who stood by the red carpet, covering her mouth.

Strangely, her sister and Ah Chan were practically an old married couple, only lacking a marriage certificate and a wedding ceremony. Li Xiaoyi had always been fine; she was no longer the overly gentle and virtuous woman she once was. Over the years, she had been Zhong Yi’s partner, much more capable and even assertive than she had been eight years ago. But now, watching her sister finally find happiness, her tears flowed like a rising tide, completely unstoppable.