Chapter 138: Trapped Beast
September 2015, 9 is a good day to get married.
In the old house of the Wen family, a red carpet was laid from the main building to the front door. The big red wedding characters on the doors and windows pushed away the mist of Yuncheng. The flowers on the Rolls-Royce wedding car were in a V shape, and the imported fresh cut flowers were still covered with dewdrops.
The wedding procession consisted entirely of black Maybachs.
The housekeeper and the nanny looked very happy and everyone started working very early.
Wen Baijing got up at 6:30, washed up, and went to the restaurant on the first floor for breakfast.
Wen Xin was in an exceptionally good spirit that day. Wen Shuowang and his wife and children also got up early, and the whole family dressed up and waited to welcome the bride.
Wen Ming is already eight years old. He is wearing a British-style suit and sitting upright at the dining table. He smiles and says, "Uncle, you look so handsome today."
Wen Baijing's indifferent expression finally relaxed, and he smiled at him gently, "When is my uncle not handsome?"
Wen Ming blinked his eyes, "Uncle is always handsome. Does uncle like a younger brother or a younger sister? We can have a baby after we get married..."
Wen Baijing took a sip of the milk and asked casually, "Aren't you going to school today?"
Jiang Ying patted his son's head and said with a smile, "He has no intention of going to school today, so he asked for leave."
Wen Ming's face was full of innocence, "Uncle, is the bride very beautiful?"
Wen Baijing responded with a forced smile and did not say anything.
Jiang Ying stopped Wen Ming and said, "Eat well..."
Also having breakfast at the Wen family were the groomsmen, including Lu Yu, Xiao Zhu, and classmate Wen Baijing, a total of eight people.
After breakfast, the stylist pinned corsages on the groom and best men.
At eight o'clock, Wen Baijing went to the bride's house to pick her up, holding a bouquet of lily of the valley.
Lu Yu sat in the passenger seat and turned around to chat with Wen Baijing in the back seat, "Don't have a stern face on such a happy day."
Wen Baijing ignored him and focused his eyes on the gray-blue cufflinks on his wrist.
Lu Yu's neck was a little stiff, and he reminded: "It has come to this point, you have to get married whether you are happy or not. Just get married happily."
Wen Baijing had a blank expression on his face. He glanced at him coldly, raised his right hand and placed it on the sleeve of his left hand, then closed his eyes and rested in the back row.
At 8:30, the bride-picking convoy arrived at Li's house, blocking the door, stuffing red envelopes, and looking for the bride's hidden shoes.
Li Jiao sat on the bed wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe, her makeup bright and attractive.
Wen Baijing was stunned for a moment when he saw Li Jiao. The bride in his dream took advantage of him and smeared a lipstick mark on his face, causing him to be teased by relatives and friends who came to congratulate him at the wedding banquet. The person still looked innocent and smiled at him mischievously.
At half past nine, the newlyweds offered tea to the bride's parents and accepted red envelopes from them.
At 10:20, we pick up the bride and go back to the groom's home with the wedding procession, cameraman, and makeup artist.
At ten fifty, they arrived at the Wen family's old house. The newlyweds offered tea to Wen Xin and accepted a red envelope.
At 11 o'clock, the newlyweds returned to the bride's parents' home and had lunch with the bride's relatives and friends.
At half past one, the bride changed her look and set out for outdoor photography.
At 4:30, we went to the wedding hotel and the bride changed into her wedding dress.
Wen Baijing was very restrained throughout the whole process, just like attending many cocktail parties and social events, he was decent and generous.
If there was any major emotional fluctuation, it was probably in the groom's lounge.
He had been busy since morning, and now he could finally relax. He had worn the mask for too long, and his facial muscles were a little stiff, and he was like a puppet.
Wen Shuowang's arrival seemed normal. He walked into the lounge with a smile on his face, sat down next to Wen Baijing, took care of Wen Baijing carefully, and said in an intriguing tone: "I have a secret to tell you."
Wen Baijing looked at him in confusion, waiting for him to continue.
Wen Shuowang crossed his legs and said, "I gave Li Jiao the information and photos of your sweetheart."
The veins on both sides of Wen Baijing's temples kept throbbing, and he clenched his teeth in endurance.
Wen Shuowang ignored her and continued, "Li Jiao has always liked you. Compared to that nightclub girl, I hope Li Jiao will marry into the Wen family. She is resourceful and scheming. Even if she can't help you in your career, at least she won't hold you back."
Wen Baijing stood up suddenly and said with a frown, "Li Jiao deliberately released the censored photos. She expected more and more people to pay attention to it, so Grandpa and the board of directors put pressure on me. Grandpa didn't know the truth. He wanted to match me with Li Jiao, thinking that marrying into the Li family would help me eliminate the negative influence and kill two birds with one stone. But I fell into Li Jiao's trap."
"Li Jiao is using Zhichu's reputation to set a trap. If I don't agree to marry her, she might release high-definition photos of me and Ye Zhenzhen to destroy Zhichu and me. Do you think such a woman is suitable to marry into the Wen family?"
Wen Shuowang stood up and walked in front of him, with a playful look on his face, "I just want you to enter into marriage clearly, and let you know that the Wen family is not worthy of being romantic. I want you to know the truth but I can't do anything about it. I can only go ahead with this plan."
The anger in Wen Baijing's eyes surged like the Qiantang River tide, and he was impulsive, "Do you hate me so much?"
Wen Shuowang suddenly burst into laughter, and laughed for a long time before stopping. "You haven't forgotten that the Wen Group almost went bankrupt, right? I sacrificed my happiness for the Wen Group, gave up the person I loved, and married someone I didn't love."
Wen Baijing clenched his fists, his body shaking uncontrollably, "You didn't marry the person you love, what does that have to do with Ye Zhenzhen? If you have a problem with me, why do you want to hurt Ye Zhenzhen?"
Wen Shuowang said word by word: "I sacrificed my happiness in exchange for the revival of the Wen Group. How can I watch you indulge in the land of pleasure? Wouldn't my sacrifice be in vain?"
Wen Baijing's knuckles turned gray and white, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "You shouldn't use such means to force me to submit."
Wen Shuowang laughed disdainfully and said, "If you really want to be a romantic, why did you agree to marry Li Jiao? You are just weighing the pros and cons. Aren't you giving up on love just like me?"
He paused for a few seconds, and then said, "It's not too late for you to regret now. The worst that can happen is that you have to watch Zhichu become the center of attention again. Last time, those competitors didn't have time to add fuel to the fire, and you probably won't be so lucky this time. You can break off the engagement and become a big lover, and see if Grandpa will be pissed off by you, and see if Zhichu will be ruined in your hands..."
Wen Baijing became deflated instantly, staggered back a few steps, and collapsed on the sofa.
He couldn't give up his grandfather and Zhichu.
The truth he had painstakingly pursued was now before him. He could do nothing. He was like a trapped beast, and any action he took would be in vain.
Wen Shuowang shrugged and said before leaving: "You already know the truth, it's up to you to choose. No matter what happens in the future, it's your own choice, you can't blame anyone else."
Wen Shuowang straightened his suit, brushed off his clothes, pushed the door and walked out.
Someone just walked out of the bride's lounge, and when she saw Wen Shuowang, the woman was stunned for a few seconds.
The woman was dressed simply and elegantly and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
Wen Shuowang had a youthful smile on his face that didn't match his age, with stars flashing in his pupils. "Qingwan, long time no see."
Xu Qingwan nodded implicitly, "Long time no see."
Wen Shuowang said softly: "Qingwan, now we can be considered relatives..."
Xu Qingwan lowered her eyes, "Why are you doing this..."
Lu Yu hung up the phone, lowered his head and hurried to the lounge. When he saw Wen Shuo and the other man at the door, he was a little surprised. After two seconds, he forced a polite smile and pushed the door and walked into the lounge.
Wen Baijing untied the tie around his neck and slumped down on the sofa in dejection.
Knowing the truth is more painful than not knowing it. He walked into someone else's trap with his eyes open and was fully aware of the situation.
Unable to resist.
Lu Yu walked up to Wen Baijing and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you? Did you know something?"
Wen Baijing put his hand on his forehead and laughed at himself: "What can I do if I know?"
Lu Yu sighed, guessing the reason for Wen Baijing's decadence, and said helplessly: "I just received a call, it seems that you knew it first..."