So, Song Baiyan came to Chiang Mai Prefecture for this marriage contract?

It has nothing to do with official business.

Tang Li gazed at the hard-pen characters on the marriage contract, written by Song Baiyan himself.

At this moment, she deeply felt Song Baiyan’s care.

This care came with love and respect.

Looking back, from dating to marriage to going public, every stage, every progression in their relationship, seemed to have nothing to criticize.

Perhaps from the moment they were together, Song Baiyan decided to be responsible for her.

So that night at Yunqi Villa, he took away something extremely precious to a girl.

Before this, Old Mrs. Bai had already proposed to the Lai Family.

She never felt any sense of loss.

Not because of her confidence in love, but because of the security Song Baiyan provided.

If everything started over, none of the men she met could match Song Baiyan’s generosity. This generosity was not only material but more so a response to her feelings.

After Li Ruan left, Tang Li didn’t call Song Baiyan.

Instead, she contacted Li Ling.

Early the next morning, Li Ling came over yawning.

And brought a styling team.

Seeing the dozen people filing in, Tang Li said, "..."

Last night, she just asked Li Ling where to buy haute couture dresses, thinking of dressing formally today. Li Ling, after knowing the reason, took over the matter and said she would deliver it in the morning.

Li Ling really brought the dress.

Seeing the luxurious Thai-style dress on the bed, Tang Li could guess without much experience that this wasn’t ordinary local clothing.

The embroidery was delicate, and the number of diamonds on the shawl, if not in the thousands, was at least six or seven hundred.

Li Ling, with her arms on her chest leaning against the dresser, was proud of being able to borrow this piece: "The full-rich-bride’s collectible version, worn once by a model on a runway, has since been displayed in the window. Previously, the top Siamese actress Niya wanted to borrow it for her wedding, but the brand didn’t agree. This time, it’s your lucky day."

"So—" Tang Li turned to Li Ling, "This is a wedding dress?"

Li Ling: "......"

She didn’t expect Tang Li to be so particular with words, although, well...

"Actually, there’s not much difference." Li Ling stepped forward, comparing the wedding dress to Tang Li: "Just wear it as a gown, if there were fewer diamonds on the shawl, it would just be an ordinary gown, as long as the woman doesn’t reveal it, who would know it’s a wedding dress."

Li Ling continued: "Chiang Mai Prefecture has high-end stores, but having them deliver clothes, it would take at least two hours, then you’d have to pick and alter, and by then it will be dark."

But the wedding dress she brought didn’t need much alteration.

Just needed to adjust the waist a bit.

"Besides," Li Ling, like a master negotiator, targeted Tang Li’s vulnerability, "On such an important day for betrothal gifts, it’s not too much to dress extravagantly. If you still wore hoodies and jeans, it would be disrespectful to the groom’s side."

Tang Li stroked the diamonds on the shawl, remembered the marriage contract, and ultimately didn’t refuse.

Song Jingtian finished dressing, had breakfast, and was then informed he didn’t need to go to the temple today.

The little guy walked into Tang Li’s room with his hands behind his back.

At that time, Tang Li hadn’t returned from her beauty treatment.

Seeing people altering a dress, he moved closer, though he couldn’t understand Siamese, he could see, looking here and there, especially after discovering a set of pure gold jewelry, he vaguely guessed Tang Li might be up to something.

He thought, they traveled so far to Siam, how could it be just for a ritual?

He chased Hong Kong dramas every day, not in vain.

When Tang Li returned to the room in a bathrobe and just sat in front of the vanity, Song Jingtian came in.

The little guy seized a moment when the makeup artist stepped away to talk to Tang Li: "What’s this mission’s code name?"

Tang Li: "..."

The little guy looked as if saying ’You can’t fool me’ and even reminded her: "I already know."

The betrothal matter, Tang Li didn’t inform Ji Ming.

But Ji Ming, after all, was Song Baiyan’s person, he likely already knew.

So, it wasn’t surprising that Song Jingtian was also aware.

She didn’t expect, to have a code name for the betrothal process.

Knowing she might be busy all day and overlooked the little guy, Tang Li simply went along with his game: "Let’s call it ’Returning to Mother’s Home’."

Song Jingtian: "..."

With the mission code, the little guy didn’t stay long.

Tang Li had lunch in the room.

Once the servants cleared the dishes, some Li Family female relatives arrived at the main residence.

Having chanted in the temple for days, Tang Li roughly remembered the faces of the Li Family female relatives. After greeting the third aunt, Wan Nala informed her that her Sixth Aunt had also arrived.

Soon, even the legendary reclusive hundred-year-old Fifth Great Grandmother arrived.

The old lady, with a cane, entered asking where the President was.

The Second Aunt, who supported the old lady, smiled apologetically at Tang Li, "Upon learning the President was to bow to her as his great-grandmother, the old lady’s waist and legs stopped hurting, and she insisted on coming here once she removed her oxygen mask, refusing any advice otherwise."

Tang Li: "..."

How come she didn’t know about this bowing?

Sixth Aunt beside her explained, "According to Siamese wedding customs, after the bride and groom bow to their ancestral spirits three times, they must also kneel to the bride’s elders. Upon accepting the kneeling, the elders then bless the newlyweds and present gifts."

But for Tang Li, these details weren’t the main issue.

The problem was—

She wasn’t planning a wedding at all.

Obviously, someone spread false information.

When Tang Li questioned it, Sixth Aunt was stunned briefly, then took out her cellphone: "It’s Li Ling, she told us. Look, here’s the group message she sent last night."

Tang Li: "..."

Tang Li looked around the room but didn’t see Li Ling.

Then she noticed—

The bag Li Ling left on the sofa was gone.

Sixth Aunt held her cellphone, delivering more bad news: "Li Ling turned off her phone."

Tang Li: "......"

Facing a room almost overflowed with Li Family relatives, Tang Li felt somewhat numb.

Sixth Aunt, after realizing it was a misunderstanding, after being pressed pause for a few seconds, quickly returned to normal: "Hey! It’s no big deal, whatever is missing, just have it sent over, our family doesn’t lack money!"

Tang Li: "......"

Li Hao just entered the household, seeing the hall decorated with lanterns and festoons.

Full of energy, directing the servants, was his Sixth Niece, Li Shu, who had skipped the prayers due to a stomach ache.

Then he realized, everyone who had shirked going to the temple today was gathered at his home.

Before Li Hao could act up, Li Shu handed over a cellphone: "Look, isn’t the bride beautiful?"

On the cellphone screen, was a photo.

The girl, styled traditionally, wore a satin Thai dress adorned with diamonds and embroidery, with a floor-length shawl. Around her swan neck was a fine necklace, and the tassel earrings crafted from pure gold added the finishing touch, bringing a touch of playfulness to her graceful and dignified look.

With just one glance, any anger Li Hao had vanished.

——

Goodnight!