She was actually pregnant!
Si Moyan's mind buzzed, going blank for a moment.
His large hand holding the ultrasound report tightened continuously, veins bulging on the back of his hand.
He raised his narrow, deep eyes, looking at Wen Yan in disbelief. "Last month, you said it was your safe period, which is why we didn't use contraception. Did you lie to me?"
Wen Yan looked at the man's tense, handsome jawline, suddenly feeling a bit anxious in her heart.
She didn't know if he was actually happy or unhappy.
"That time was indeed the safe period, but this child is destined for us. He just happened to be conceived during the safe period. Now that I'm pregnant, you can't ask me to abort it, right?"
The man's large hand trembled slightly as he held hers. "But you are still very young. I didn't want you to get pregnant this early."
Wen Yan knew what he was worried about. She held his large hand back. "We got our marriage certificate three months ago. This child isn't considered out of wedlock. Besides, I'm already twenty-two; I can have a baby now."
They had missed each other for over a hundred years. She couldn't wait to have a crystallization of their love.
Si Moyan looked deeply at Wen Yan with his dark eyes. Confirming that she wanted to keep this child, his eyes turned slightly red. Reaching out his long arms, he pulled her tightly into his embrace.
He felt an unreal sensation, as if he were dreaming.
His whole body felt light, as if floating in the clouds.
He and Yan'er had a child!
Ha!
Ha!
Was he really not hallucinating?
Held tightly in the man's arms, Wen Yan could clearly feel his strong and powerful heartbeat.
Thump, thump, thump.
It felt as if it were going to jump out of his chest.
He must be excited and joyful!
After holding her for a long time, Si Moyan finally released Wen Yan.
His large hand caressed her still-flat abdomen. "Little one, I am Daddy."
A smile couldn't help but appear on Wen Yan's bright and charming face. "It's still just an embryo right now. We don't even know if it's a baby girl or a baby boy. By the way, do you want a daughter or a son?"
Si Moyan looked at Wen Yan with pitch-black eyes. "I want a daughter who looks like you."
The smile on Wen Yan's lips deepened. "Little sweethearts usually look like their dads."
But if a daughter looked like him, she would surely be very beautiful too.
"We are holding the wedding tomorrow. Will you be very tired being pregnant with a baby?"
Wen Yan shook her head. "Even if I'm tired, it will be a happy kind of tired."
Si Moyan reached out his long arms and lifted her from the lounge chair.
Seeing many people looking their way, Wen Yan buried her small face into the man's chest. "What are you doing? Put me down quickly."
The man held her tightly, refusing to let go. "Carrying you to the car."
After carrying her into the car, he buckled her seatbelt.
Wen Yan looked at the smile in his eyes and on his brows, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise. "Dad and Sister Luo Yuan said that the bride and groom cannot see each other the day before the wedding. I drove here myself. Why are you carrying me to your car?"
The man touched her bright and exquisite small face. "I'll escort you to the main gate."
Wen Jinglou had bought a villa for Wen Yan in Ye City. Wen Yan would be married off from the villa to the Si family.
After the two held their wedding in Ye City, they would also go to Country S to hold another one.
Si Moyan escorted Wen Yan to the main gate of the villa. He unbuckled her seatbelt. Just as he was about to lean down and kiss her lips, he caught sight of Wen Jinglou coming out of the villa from the corner of his eye.
"Father-in-law is here. I won't walk you inside."
Wen Yan couldn't help but chuckle. She wrapped her arms around his neck and took the initiative to kiss his thin lips. "See you tomorrow."
A soft color overflowed from the depths of the man's eyes. "See you tomorrow."
...
Wen Yan's bridesmaid squad consisted of Shao Ning, Wanyu, and Huo Yanzhi.
Huo Yanzhi was wearing a flashy pink suit. He instructed Shao Ning and Wanyu, "As the bridesmaid squad, we cannot easily let the groom and groomsmen in tomorrow unless they complete all the tasks I set out."
Wen Yan glanced at the task list Huo Yanzhi had drawn up.
Her mouth twitched. "Aren't you being a bit too ruthless to the groom?"
Huo Yanzhi snorted. "Who told him to be my rival in love?"
Wen Yan crossed her arms over her chest. "When did he become your rival in love?"
Huo Yanzhi's ears suddenly turned a bit red. "I've had a secret crush on you for a long time, and you didn't know at all. Aren't you a fortune teller?"
Wen Yan shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry, all my attention is on my husband."
Huo Yanzhi, "..."
What a brutal comeback!
Si Moyan must have saved the galaxy in his past life!
It's enough to make someone die of envy!
...
Because she had to get up very early tomorrow, Wen Jinglou and Luo Yuan urged Wen Yan to rest early.
However, lying in bed, Wen Yan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Countless images flashed through her mind. Recalling the bumpy journey she and Si Moyan had gone through together, her heart was filled with infinite emotion.
Knock, knock—
The glass door between the bedroom and the balcony was suddenly knocked upon.
Wen Yan saw a tall figure standing outside. She quickly got up and opened the door.
"Why are you here?"
Si Moyan took off his jacket and draped it over Wen Yan's shoulders, then reached out his long arm, wrapped it around her slender waist, and flew toward the roof.
His lightfooted martial arts were exceptional; he effortlessly brought her to the roof of the villa.
Held in his arms, Wen Yan felt a bit dazed, like she was in the clouds.
"I said before that I would bring you to the roof to look at the stars."
Wen Yan sat on his lap, her arms wrapped around his neck. "There are still a lot of things to busy ourselves with tomorrow. Why didn't you rest earlier?"
He rested his jaw on the top of her head, his voice low, hoarse, and magnetic. "I couldn't sleep. The moment I close my eyes, I can't help but think of you."
The corners of Wen Yan's lips curled into a smile. "Me too. The closer we get to the wedding, the more it feels like a dream."
Si Moyan gently stroked Wen Yan's head. "Little fool, it's not a dream."
The two of them looked at the stars while chatting about their visions for the future.
Leaning in the man's embrace, smelling the crisp, pleasant scent on him, sleepiness gradually crept over Wen Yan.
"Brother Yan, I want to sleep."
The man gave a low hum of agreement. "Mrs. Si, from now on, call me Hubby."
Wen Yan murmured, "Hubby."
A gentle smile rippled across the man's dark, narrow eyes and brows.
...
Wen Yan didn't know when Si Moyan left. When she woke up again, it was already the next day.
Luo Yuan gently reminded her that the makeup artist and stylist had arrived.
Wen Yan rubbed her eyes and got out of bed.
When she was almost done with her makeup, Wen Jinglou brought over a bowl of tangyuan. "Yanyan, eat the tangyuan so that you and Ah Yan will have a happy, united, and perfect life together."
Wen Jinglou personally fed Wen Yan a bite of tangyuan.
The moment the father and daughter looked at each other, neither could help but tear up.
"Sis, if brother-in-law ever bullies you in the future, you must tell me. I have the ability to beat him up now." Wen Xiaoshu raised his fist.
Wen Yan looked at Xiaoshu, who had now grown a whole head taller than her, and a smile formed on her lips. "Okay, you and Dad will always be my pillars of support."
...
Si Moyan and Wen Yan's wedding caused a global sensation.
The Si family arranged thirty escort vehicles, all of them uniformly extended Rolls-Royces, driving in perfect formation toward the Wen family villa.
The onlookers couldn't help but marvel. This was truly majestic and inhumanly extravagant!
Si Jinxiao, Wen Shiyu, and Wen Yiheng stood among the crowd of onlookers. As they watched the scene unfold, their hearts were overwhelmed with a myriad of complex emotions and bitter regret.
This was especially true for Mother Wen, who had been sold to the underground market. Upon seeing the live broadcast of Wen Yan and Si Moyan's wedding on television, a coppery taste welled up in her throat, and she violently coughed up a mouthful of blood.
...
"The groom's motorcade is here!"
Someone shouted, prompting Huo Yanzhi and the bridesmaids to immediately slam the bedroom door shut.
Wen Yan sat on the festive bridal bed. She could faintly hear the cheering and commotion outside, her heart pounding with an unprecedented mix of nervousness and exhilaration.
