My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 785 Dinner 2

At this moment, the wedding march resounded in the banquet hall. The wedding ceremony was about to begin.

The long red carpet stretched all the way to the entrance.

Ye Shen, dressed in a sleek suit, stood at the end of the T-shaped stage, eagerly awaiting his bride.

Although often belittled at home, in the eyes of others, Ye Shen was definitely a prodigy blessed by the heavens. Not only was he strikingly handsome, but he also had a better temper than Mo Yinhe. Countless girls dreamed of marrying him.

But he had been betrothed since childhood. From the age of fifteen or sixteen, he enjoyed posting love diaries with Song Tangtang on his social media, frequently showing off their affection and leaving no opportunity for other girls.

Today, his wish was finally coming true. He was about to hold a wedding with his beloved.

At this time, someone enviously shouted, "Here she comes! Here she comes! The bride is coming!"

In the banquet hall, filled with guests, everyone’s gaze turned towards the entrance.

Wearing a stunning wedding dress, Song Tangtang, arm-in-arm with her father Leng Chenmo, walked in step with the wedding march, slowly making her way from the entrance.

The lights in the banquet hall dimmed, and only a spotlight shone on the bride—this was her moment to shine.

Ye Shen took a deep breath, then another. He stared at his beautiful bride, feeling nervous.

Finally, the beautiful bride walked forward, step by step, ascended the stairs, and stood before him.

Seeing his stern-faced father-in-law, Ye Shen grew even more nervous. He dared not reach out to take the bride but had to patiently wait for his father-in-law to speak.

At this moment, Leng Chenmo’s feelings were mixed. Handing over his daughter’s hand meant that from now on, the young couple would have to blaze their own trail.

Ye Shen saw the hesitation in his father-in-law’s eyes.

Fearing a last-minute change of heart or an unforeseen event, Ye Shen quickly made a solemn promise, "Uncle, I will definitely treat Tangtang well. I will care for her just as you care for Aunt. I will love and cherish Tangtang with my life."

Leng Chenmo said, "I have never doubted that."

Leng Chenmo was well aware of the young couple’s affection and Ye Shen’s character.

He never worried about their relationship. What concerned him was whether Ye Shen and Tangtang could withstand the treacherous undercurrents of the power struggles they might face in the future. They had faced too little hardship, and he wondered if they could withstand real storms when they came.

But thinking about that now was of no use.

Seeing the two loving young people enter the halls of matrimony together made Leng Chenmo genuinely happy for them. In this world, to find someone you truly love and journey with them from childhood to your wedding day is the greatest happiness.

Leng Chenmo placed his daughter’s hand into Ye Shen’s, speaking with heartfelt emphasis, "After getting married, you’re not children anymore. You’ll have to walk your future path together. No matter what storms you face, remember this moment and never forget why you started."

"Uncle, I will."

Ye Shen was apprehensive yet sincere as he finally took Song Tangtang’s hand.

Song Tangtang suddenly felt a sting in her nose and couldn’t help but cry.

Even though her father hadn’t said anything particularly emotional, and she had previously scoffed at the idea of girls crying at their weddings, vowing she wouldn’t be so sentimental, when it was her turn, she couldn’t hold back in the face of the moment.

Leng Chenmo reached out, patted his daughter’s back, then turned and took his seat.

For the remainder of their walk up the aisle, he sat and watched his daughter and son-in-law proceed slowly and resolutely.

Finally, he saw the two of them approach the officiant.

The officiant solemnly asked, "Mr. Ye Shen, do you take this woman to be your wife, to enter into marriage with her? Do you promise to love her, care for her, respect her, accept her, and remain faithfully loyal to her until death do you part, regardless of sickness, health, or any other reason?"

The romantic banquet hall fell silent.

All the guests quietly watched the ceremony.

Ye Shen gripped Song Tangtang’s hand tightly, their fingers intertwined. He looked at her affectionately as he said, "I do."

Song Tangtang’s lips curved into a slight smile. Disregarding the solemnity of the occasion, she leaned in and planted a loud smooch on Ye Shen’s cheek.

The officiant teased, "Is the bride too eager to skip this part?"

Song Tangtang had a lively and proud personality. She didn’t care about the teasing laughter from the guests below and eagerly waited for the officiant to ask her the same question.

The officiant continued, "Miss Song Tangtang, do you take this man to be your husband, to enter into marriage with him? Do you promise to love him, care for him, respect him, accept him, and remain faithfully loyal to him until death do you part, regardless of sickness, health, or any other reason?"

Song Tangtang lifted her chin and declared, "I do!"

Then she pointed to her own cheek.

The guests watched from below and laughed uproariously again.

A mischievous young man, eager to stir the pot, shouted, "Ye Shen, it looks like the bride can’t wait for your wedding night!"

"Nonsense!" Ye Shen retorted on Song Tangtang’s behalf. He leaned toward her face, quickly gave her a smooch back, and then said, "My wife is simply expressing her love. What would a single dog like you understand? Get ready to catch the bouquet!"

Yes, the bouquet!

Many unmarried men and women were itching to catch the bouquet and be the next to grasp the baton of happiness.

After the wedding ceremony ended and Song Tangtang was ready to toss the bouquet, they all stood up from their seats and rushed to the front of the stage, waiting to catch it.

"Bride, throw it to me! Throw it to me!"

"Throw it to me, and I’ll send you a big gift in return!"

"I really want to find someone! Give it to me!"

Ye Shen saw everyone scrambling. Noticing that his second older sister, Ye Siyuan, was sitting down and seemed completely listless, he anxiously whispered to Song Tangtang, "Tangtang, throw it to my sister..."

Song Tangtang winked at Ye Shen. "Understood. Don’t worry, I’ve known all along who to give the bouquet to."

The newlyweds had a plan.

"I’m tossing the bouquet now!" Song Tangtang announced playfully.

Song Tangtang held the bouquet with both hands, turned around, her back to the crowd.

She made a few feinting motions towards the eager young men and women. But at the last moment, as she actually tossed it, she changed direction. The bouquet, filled with happiness and blessings, sailed precisely towards Ye Siyuan.

This is so incredibly frustrating!

Because of the mishap earlier that day, she had to feign listlessness and couldn’t rush forward to catch the bouquet.

Now, seeing the bouquet flying towards her, she instinctively reached out.

The bouquet landed perfectly in her hands.

Ye Siyuan had to exert immense self-control not to burst into an excited laugh.

She struggled to keep a straight face, managing only a bewildered and forced smile.