Part Three Chapter 108 Preparations for the Wedding

he didn't let him talk to Mr. Gu.---Here, Gu Ruandong and Lu Yaoyao also got into the car. Lu Yaoyao leaned her head on his shoulder:"Brother, I think I'd rather not associate with your friends anymor...Though she wasn't close with her uncle and aunt, they had raised her for over a decade. They were the only blood relatives she had left in the world, so of course she hoped they would attend her wedding.

What I just said was just to avoid embarrassing Song Jingye, and I didn't want his mother to be unhappy.

The news that she and Song Jingye were getting married quickly spread through the unit. Several familiar colleagues came to congratulate her, and even Teacher Zhang and Teacher Liang teased her in private. Teacher Liang said, “I could tell back when we were in Xili country that you two were truly meant for each other.”

Chapter teacher then smiled: “Rumors will defeat themselves, and Song Chief has the guts.”

In front of her elders, Chen Ning felt quite embarrassed and could only smile and say thank you. She didn't know what to thank them for, so she just thanked them for their sincere blessings.

In fact, everyone in the unit is quite realistic. Although Chen Ning is still the third secretary, marrying Song Jingye means a lot to everyone. They all understand what it means for her future. As long as she doesn't make any major mistakes, her path will only get wider and faster. At least on this starting line, she has already surpassed many people. Whether it's envy or jealousy, at least on the surface they are all polite. Only Tao Kaiyan, when they meet, acts as if they are strangers, not even sparing each other a glance.

In the evening, I had dinner at Song's house. When we talked about work during the meal, Song Jingye seemed worried that because of my status, she might be unhappy due to the gossip it could bring.

But Chen Ning looked at him seriously and asked, "Did you work hard to get this position for power or fame and fortune"

Song Jingye denied: "Of course not, power and wealth are unimportant to me. I just want to do something real and worthy of the medal on my shoulders."

Then Chen Ning replied, "Me too. I don't pursue fame and fortune in this job; I just want to do something truly meaningful and achieve self-worth. So, if marrying you could make my path easier and allow me to do more of what I want, why not"

Then she added, "And those five or even ten years will be the foundation-building phase. I'll get to see a wider world and learn more things as you said before. Other people's speculations or opinions simply don't matter."

She was growing stronger inside, being very candid and having a clear and definite plan for her future career. So she wouldn't care about the rumors caused by her identity at all.

On the opposite side, Mr. Song heard her words and couldn't help but glance at her. She was still young, but there were already hints of her elegance.

Although Song's father didn't say anything, there was approval in his eyes.

Song's mother called out, "It's time for dinner. Don't talk about work."

The four then shifted the topic to the wedding.

After the wedding date and location were set, Song's mother took charge of everything else. Chen Linghui and Song Jingye only needed to go for pre-wedding photoshoots and wait for the wedding day to become happy newlyweds, which was very convenient.

They decided on two sets of styles. One set is Song Jingye in military uniform and Chen Ling wearing a work uniform, with an old-fashioned retro style; the other set is traditional suits and wedding dresses, both sets choosing to shoot outdoors.

Chen Ning could be considered Song Jingye's number one fan and most loyal admirer. Seeing Song Jingye in his military uniform, she was completely smitten, finding him handsome no matter how she looked at him. When taking pictures, she clung to him, as if a photographer were unnecessary. Her eyes sparkled with adoration whenever she looked at him; any shot would be perfect.

Seeing Song Jingye in a suit made her heart race. He was a hundred times more handsome than the few idol drama male leads she had seen before.

Song Jingye also smiled when he saw this, his eyes full of love, and a hint of tenderness in his brows. The photographer was taking pictures ahead, every shot turned out great, mainly because both their images were excellent, their temperament was also very good, and coupled with the deep affection between them, no guidance was needed.

Because the photos were taken outdoors, they attracted quite a few people to stop and watch.

The last one is of the two people embracing. The photographer was very satisfied after taking the picture: "Perfect, we can wrap up now."

Finally finished, Chen Ning's excitement subsided, and she felt tired. She leaned against Song Jingye, unwilling to move.

"Want to take you upstairs" Song Jingye joked.

"Okay," she said with a grin, her hands winding around his neck. There weren't many tourists left taking pictures anymore.

Just then, her smile froze. Behind Song Jingye, she seemed to see that familiar, terrifying face again.

"What's wrong" Song Jingye sensed her strangeness and, while asking, immediately turned his head to look in the direction she was looking, but he couldn't see anything except a few sparse people.

Chen Ning retrieved her composure, grabbing his hand. "Let's get in the car," she said.

When she looked closely again, there was still no sign of anyone. The face seemed like a hallucination. Song Jingye wrapped his arms around her stiff shoulders and walked back, keeping an eye on their surroundings. There was nothing there, but the person in his arms acted as if they had seen some ferocious beast. The ease she felt during the bridal shoot had vanished entirely.

After getting into the car and greeting the photography team, I stepped on the gas pedal and drove straight home.

When she got home, Chen Ning's tightly wound nerves finally eased a little.

Song Jingye poured her a glass of water and waited for her to speak.

Chen Ning calmed herself down and didn't want to hide anything from Song Jingye. "Uncle, do you still remember the person who caught me when you rescued me in the mountains that year"

Song Jingye nodded, "I have an impression."

His military training made him have a sharp memory. As soon as she mentioned it, he remembered.

He seems to have been in the capital recently. I saw him once at a breakfast shop before he went on a business trip to Xili country, but when I tried to find him again later, I couldn't. I thought it was my imagination. Just now, I think I saw him again

Song Jingye frowned: "Wasn't he taken away by the police back then"

He remembered handing it over to the local police at the time.

“At that time, the police couldn't do anything to him because I wasn't kidnapped by him. If they really investigated, I wasn't being held against my will because he was my brother-in-law, and his brother had already died at that time.”

Speaking of this, memories flooded back, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Song Jingye couldn't help but feel guilty. Back then, he really hadn't been attentive to her. After handing the matter over to the police, he had never thought about asking about the progress.

Chen Ning was no longer convinced it was a hallucination or a coincidence. It had to be that man who had come for her. That quick glance, she saw the sinister smile on his face. But what was his intention Why did he come She couldn't guess.

"Don't worry, leave it to me," Song Jingye comforted. With him around, no one could hurt her again.

She wasn't actually afraid of the man, but she didn't know his purpose in suddenly appearing beside her. It was this uncertainty that made her feel flustered.

Especially as her life was about to enter a new phase, she was afraid of any disturbances, afraid that the happiness she felt at this moment was just an illusion.

When sleeping at night, Chen Ling would hold onto Song Jingye tightly. Only in this way could all the gloom be dispelled.

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