My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day - Chapter 1044

Chapter 1044: Mo Family Princess’s Marriage [46]

“Since everyone is here, let’s hurry up and finalize the wedding details,” the Mo family patriarch said authoritatively, “Of course, the most important thing for us as elders is to see the two children happy, so it should still be decided by Yiyi and Axui together.”

“Naturally,” Mr. Chu readily agreed.

Mr. Mo nodded, “Yaoxiong, you’re in charge of taking notes.”

Mo Yaoxiong: “Okay.”

The servants had already brought up paper and pen.

Mr. Mo said, “Yiyi chose this wedding planner, and this is their wedding plan…”

Mr. Chu immediately picked up the brochure to inspect it.

“Actually…” Mr. Mo coughed twice, “my point is that for us Chinese, it’s better to have a Chinese-style wedding. What do you think, in-laws?”

“Chinese-style is good,” Mr. Chu nodded. “But nowadays, kids all like Western-style weddings…”

“We can do both Chinese and Western styles,” Mr. Mo suggested with purpose. “Have a Western-style wedding at the church in the afternoon, and a Chinese-style wedding at the hotel in the evening. With many guests, we can divide it into two sessions.”

“That’s a good suggestion,” Mr. Chu’s eyes brightened.

The two older gentlemen were getting more and more in tune with each other when they were interrupted by Mo Weiyi, “No Chinese-style wedding, I don’t like it. Besides, getting married at noon is tiring enough, and you want me to do it again in the evening? I don’t want to!”

Mr. Mo tried to persuade: “You won’t be tired, rest assured, you’ll just need to wear your gown…”

Mr. Chu concurred, “Exactly, your wedding happens only once in your life, it should be done splendidly…”

“I don’t!” Mo Weiyi persisted, “I have already decided, we go to the church at noon, have the banquet in the afternoon, and then I can relax in the evening.”

…

While the three of them were discussing, as for the others.

Mo Yaoxiong’s brow was deeply furrowed, choosing not to express an opinion.

Chu Xiuhuang had a smile on his face, and his legs were casually propped up as if he was a disinterested spectator.

Xiao Yebai was even more of an icy presence, quietly sitting in a corner of the living room.

Until…

“Xiaobai, what do you think! Do you like Western-style or Chinese-style weddings?” Mo Weiyi looked at him, her small face earnestly seeking his opinion.

Mr. Mo immediately frowned, “What does this have to do with him…”

“Xiaobai, say something!” Mo Weiyi raised her voice.

Xiao Yebai lifted his eyes slightly, his voice deep, “Whatever you like is fine.”

Hearing this, Mr. Mo’s brow furrowed even more.

He had said before, what does this young man have to do with the wedding? There, he couldn’t give any constructive advice.

Mr. Chu’s expression also showed slight discomfort.

After all…

Last time here, he had personally heard Mo Weiyi express her liking for Xiao Yebai…

Even though Mo Weiyi was now about to marry Chu Xiuhuang, Mr. Chu was not a magnanimous old man; just having Xiao Yebai sitting there bothered him, and now Mo Weiyi was actually asking for his opinion on wedding details?

Unbearable!

Mr Chu stealthily stretched out a hand…

“Hiss–”

Chu Xiuhuang’s handsome face suddenly twisted, and he let out a particularly loud exclamation.

But that was the least of the issues…

“Grandpa, why are you pinching me?”

Everyone: “???”

Mr. Chu’s face turned awkward as he quickly tried to cover, “Axui, you should also give your opinion. After all…”

He glanced meaningfully at Xiao Yebai, “The one getting married to Yiyi that day is you.”

“Oh?” Chu Xiuhuang rubbed his thigh, wincing, “Is that so? You mean to say… I’m the groom?”

“Tsk!” Mr. Chu was taken aback, “What are you talking about?”

Chu Xiuhuang raised an eyebrow, “Hmm? Am I not the groom?”

Mr. Chu: “!!!””

He suppressed the urge to slap, “You silly boy, what are you daydreaming about? I’m asking you a question, hurry up, do you want to have both Chinese and Western-style weddings?”

Fearing that his grandson would find it too troublesome…

“Don’t worry, leave everything to me and Mr. Mo, you and Yiyi just need to change clothes and follow the process, it won’t be tiring at all…”

“Of course, I’m not worried.” Chu Xiuhuang nodded, “Then I’ll go with your decision, I have no objections.”

“That means you agree to have both Chinese and Western-style?” Mr. Chu was very happy.

Just like my grandson, he gets me!

“It doesn’t matter to me,” Chu Xiuhuang continued nodding, “as long as Little Princess agrees.”

Mr. Chu smiled, “I see…”

“I don’t agree!” Mo Weiyi pouted, her eyes still fixed on Xiao Yebai’s face, “Xiaobai said that whatever I like is good, so I just want to have a Western-style wedding and not a Chinese-style one.”

Mr. Chu: “…”

Mr. Mo’s expression also turned somewhat grave.

Chu Xiuhuang curled his mouth into a half smile, “Then let’s listen to Little Princess and have a Western-style wedding.”

Mo Yaoxiong coughed twice, “Dad, since that’s the case…”

Mr. Mo, with a somber face, took a moment before nodding, “Then we’ll do as Yiyi wishes.”

The atmosphere in the living room was clearly awkward, but Mo Weiyi smiled sweetly, “Then let’s move on to choose the wedding gowns. I like these…”

The next second.

“Xiaobai, help me have a look!” Mo Weiyi passed the brochure to him, “The ones with red circles are all the ones I want to wear, but I’ve circled too many. I only need about 5 or 6 sets for the wedding, so you help me narrow it down.”

If you could excuse Mo Weiyi asking for Xiao Yebai’s opinion on choosing the wedding style as her seeking an ally in support…

Then now…

Even asking Xiao Yebai to pick out the wedding dresses she should wear?

The bride’s dresses…

Intimate attire…

Mr. Chu’s face took on a strange and subtle shade.

Mr. Mo’s expression was dark, his fingers gripping the cane turning white from the force.

Chu Xiuhuang still wore a teasing smile.

Mo Yaoxiong was looking across…

Xiao Yebai sat there, with eyes downcast, not speaking, and he did not reach out to accept.

The living room was silent.

The atmosphere was exceedingly awkward for a moment.

Mo Weiyi held out her hand stiffly, smiling.

After a few seconds…

“Thump!”

She threw the brochure onto the coffee table, huffily exclaiming, “Grandpa, look, I’m about to get married, and Xiaobai doesn’t even want to help me pick out a few dresses to wear to the wedding!”