The antique girlfriend of a chaebol heir

Most of those who came to see the bride off today were from the Lin family.

Shen Xiaoming had very few relatives to begin with, and some... had already severed ties with him.

After Shen Xiaocun's company went bankrupt, he was left with a mountain of debt, and his reputation in the industry was completely ruined.

After divorcing him, his wife took their son and left for another place, and was never heard from again.

Shen Xiaocun himself had no idea where he was. Some said he was hiding from debt collectors in a small town in the south, while others said he had fled abroad.

As for Shen Yu—

When she was released after serving her three-year sentence, she was already mentally unstable, and no one knew what kind of trauma she had suffered in prison.

When she was released from prison, she didn't recognize anyone and could only mutter to herself in the air.

Unable to contact the family, the prison guards had no choice but to send the person to a mental hospital...

At the corner of the stairs, Shen Ci, lifting the layers of her white dress, slowly descended the stairs with the help of her bridesmaids.

Intricate and exquisite silk satin and light tulle cascaded down like flowing clouds with her steps.

The living room on the first floor was already filled with relatives and friends who had come to see the bride off.

Shen Xiaoming and the elders of the Lin family were talking in hushed tones when they heard a slight noise on the stairs. They all looked up at the same time, their eyes instantly fixed on the sound.

Lin Jinyi was the first to react and ran over.

"Sister Youyou!"

The boy had grown taller rapidly; at thirteen, he was already as tall as Shen Ci. His eyes sparkled as he gazed at Shen Ci, filled with undisguised amazement.

"Sister Youyou, you are more beautiful than a fairy."

A gentle smile appeared in Shen Ci's eyes. She raised her hand, clad in a white glove, and gently patted his shoulder: "You're so sweet-talking."

She naturally took Lin Jinyi's hand and led him toward the crowd.

Most of the people who came to see her off today were elders of the Lin family. Shen Ci had only met some of them briefly during previous Spring Festival visits, but now they were all looking at her with smiles.

Shen Ci nodded politely to each of them.

"We're all family here, just came to show our support and make it more lively."

Lin Ruojin came up at the right time, straightened the thin veil on her shoulders, and carefully looked her face over.

"Youyou, let's see if there's anything we haven't prepared yet. The wedding procession should be arriving soon."

"Aunt Lin, the wedding planning team has arranged everything perfectly, there's nothing extra to prepare," Shen Ci replied softly, then turned her head slightly and looked around the living room. "By the way, where are Grandma Lin and the others?"

"I was worried that they were too old to handle the stress, so I had Ruochen and the others take the two elders to the banquet area. Don't worry, they'll be taken care of there."

Shen Ci nodded, about to say something, when she caught a glimpse of Shen Xiaoming, who had been standing quietly beside the sofa.

Shen Xiaoming was dressed in a sharp suit, his hair neatly combed, but when he turned to look at his daughter, his eyes were already uncontrollably red.

Shen Ci felt as if something had gently squeezed her heart.

She released Lin Jinyi's hand, lifted her skirt, and walked quickly over, stopping in front of Shen Xiaoming. She looked up at him and said, "Dad..."

Shen Xiaoming hurriedly raised his hand to wipe his eyes, turned his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "...Beautiful, my daughter looks so beautiful today."

"dad……"

Shen Ci held his hand and gently shook it in a coquettish manner, but her eyes slowly welled up with tears.

"After school starts, I'll still be going back to eat at your place every weekend, so please don't look down on me, Aunt Lin."

"Okay, okay..." Shen Xiaoming responded repeatedly, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, but his eyes were even redder.

He instinctively opened his arms, wanting to tightly embrace his soon-to-be-married daughter, but his hands stopped abruptly halfway through the air—

He was afraid that if he used too much force, he would ruin his daughter's carefully done hairstyle and makeup.

His hand hovered in mid-air, trembling slightly.

Shen Ci noticed her father's hesitation, so she leaned forward and gently hugged him.

"Dad," she whispered in her father's ear, her voice as soft as a feather, "I will always be your Youyou."

Just then, the sound of an engine approaching came from outside the window.

Someone poked their head out of the living room and excitedly shouted, "They're here! The wedding procession has arrived!"

Shen Ci straightened up and wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips.

……

The car door opened, and Jiang Duo stepped out, dressed in a perfectly tailored black custom-made suit.

He stood tall and straight, his eyes filled with solemnity and anticipation.

Following behind him were several groomsmen, all dressed in suits, most of whom were his college roommates.

Yin Kuo and Su Cheng were both on the list.

However, Xie Shuheng recently went abroad, so Yu Xingye became the best man instead.

A series of light footsteps came from outside the door, and the wedding procession finally arrived at the villa gate.

The door opened a crack from the inside, and thirteen-year-old Lin Jinyi squeezed out, standing like a little adult with her arms crossed over her chest, firmly blocking the doorway.

He slightly raised his chin, facing the groom outside the door, his eyes revealing a seriousness: "If you want to marry my sister Youyou, you'll have to get past me first."

"You can only go in if you answer all three questions correctly."

Just now, when he was facing Shen Ci, he was as soft and sweet as a child asking for candy, but now, when facing Jiang Duo, he was already showing some of the demeanor of a little man.

Looking at his earnest little face, Jiang Duo's smile deepened, and he gently agreed, "Alright, Jin Yi, give me the question."

Lin Jinyi solemnly pulled out a stack of prepared cards from his pocket.

He held up the first one, which had a lifelike goldfish drawn on it, with the words "This is a goldfish" written neatly next to it.

Then he took out a second card, which also featured a goldfish, but this goldfish was holding a ruler, and there was a circle drawn next to it with the words: What is this?

This art style is clearly the kind of brain teasers that kids love to play.

Jiang Duo stared at the card with the drawing of a goldfish and a ruler, raising his eyebrows slightly. He couldn't quite figure out the convoluted answer for a moment.

"That's my specialty!"

Seeing this, Yin Kuo confidently took a step forward, stared at the card for a long time, but became more and more confused. In the end, he could only scratch his head in frustration and step aside.

The answer is "A Perfect Match (Goldfish in Round Shape)!"

Su Cheng, who was standing at the back, suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly.

Lin Jin blinked, then pursed her lips in surprise: "You guys are smart."

Then he asked two more similar questions, which Su Cheng answered almost immediately, quickly and accurately.

"Alright, then you can go in."

Lin Jinyi was finally satisfied and obediently stepped aside to make way.

Jiang Duo stepped forward, reached out and pinched his soft cheek, and chuckled, "Little brother is so good."

As he spoke, he took out a super thick red envelope and steadily stuffed it into Lin Jinyi's hand.

The group filed in, and Yin Kuo leaned close to Su Cheng, lowering his voice to praise, "Wow, buddy, you've got a sharp mind."

Su Cheng leaned close to his ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I scanned it with my phone. Yu Xingye covered for me just now."

Yin Kuo paused for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder in sudden realization: "I knew it!"

The group walked into the living room, laughing.

Jiang Duo went straight to Shen Xiaoming's side, his expression gradually becoming serious.

Shen Xiaoming looked at him, his eyes still slightly red, but more than that, they were filled with relief and trust.

He didn't give a long lecture; he simply raised his hand and patted Jiang Duo's shoulder firmly, his voice steady and gentle: "Go in, Youyou is waiting for you."