TVSFPAG -Side Story Wedding (Part 2)

The wedding was originally scheduled for May 20, but Chu Jinhan changed it to March 8.

During this period, Song Yunfei had been busy with company matters. She had just finished relocating her studio, and Wu Wei and Xiao Shuang had moved with her.

Currently, there were only three people in the company. They had originally planned not to hire anyone for the time being, but after opening, orders kept pouring in nonstop, keeping them extremely busy.

With no other choice, Song Yunfei urgently recruited several new employees who were set to start work in a couple of days.

At first, she thought it was because there were more opportunities in a big city. Later, she realized that Chu Jinhan and Bai Yu had been helping promote her business behind the scenes.

After finding out, Song Yunfei scolded both of them.

She wasn’t short on money—yet they still made her so exhausted. She only wanted something to do, not to be worked like a labor mule.

After being scolded, the two toned things down, and the number of orders decreased.

However, the backlog of orders she already had was enough to keep her busy for at least half a year.

A few days before the wedding, Song Yunfei was forcibly taken away by Bai Yu, under the excuse that since the wedding was about to happen, there was no reason for the bride to still be living in the groom’s house.

Moreover, Bai Yun also came along. Even though Chu Jinhan was unwilling, he could only watch helplessly as she was taken away.

After returning to the Bai family home, Bai Yun called Song Yunfei into the study alone and handed her a document folder.

“We know the Chu family already has everything, and Jinhan won’t mistreat you. But this is the Bai family’s intention—what you deserve as a daughter of the Bai family. Take it.”

Bai Yun wore a gentle smile. There was no trace of the domineering nature of a capitalist—he looked more like a friendly, approachable uncle.

“Thank you, Dad.” Song Yunfei replied smoothly, taking the folder and opening it casually.

Inside were the ownership certificate of a downtown apartment, a Ferrari key and its documentation, a bank card, and even a 3% company equity transfer agreement.

Song Yunfei had originally thought it would at most be a house and a car, or perhaps some cash. She never expected that even shares would be included.

“Dad, this is too valuable… I can’t accept it.”

She kept shaking her head. A house and a car were one thing, but she truly didn’t dare accept the shares.

Before this, she had been curious about Bai Yu’s family background and had specifically looked up their company’s market value. Based on the current stock price, that 3% equity alone would be worth at least over two billion.

Bai Yun pressed her hand down, his attitude very firm. “Just take it. This is also Xiao Yu’s intention. Think of it as something he’s giving you. In the future, all of this would have been his anyway.”

“If you don’t accept it, my small fortune will end up benefiting outsiders in the end.”

As he spoke, Bai Yun let out a bitter smile.

Song Yunfei roughly understood—this equity might have been the condition Bai Yu agreed to in order to return and inherit the family business.

Three percent was Bai Yun’s absolute limit, but it was not the maximum Bai Yu wanted to give.

She knew how much Bai Yu wanted to make amends to Yao Yao.

After a moment of silence, she still accepted it.

After chatting for a while, Song Yunfei went to find Bai Yu, intending to return the shares to him.

Bai Yu raised an eyebrow and asked in return, “What’s wrong? Don’t you see me as your brother? I give you something and you won’t even accept it?”

“It’s not that, I just—”

Before she could finish, Bai Yu interrupted her.

“If I give it to you, just take it. Don’t be so hesitant.”

His expression rarely turned serious, and there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

“If that brat Chu Jinhan ever dares to bully you in the future, just dump him. With money and confidence in your own hands, you’ll still live freely and happily.

“I truly see you as my sister. If you also genuinely acknowledge me as your brother, then keep it properly.”

Looking at the man before her, Song Yunfei felt a warmth flow through her heart, her eyes turning slightly misty.

This wasn’t just material wealth—it was acceptance, belonging, and the deep, weighty love of family.

She stepped forward and gently hugged him.

Bai Yu’s body stiffened in place.

Song Yunfei whispered, “Thank you, brother… and thank you, Dad and Mom.”

After a long pause, Bai Yu suddenly chuckled.

“You dummy Cuihua.”

On March 8, the wedding arrived as scheduled.

The venue was set at the Chu family’s Yunshui Estate. The ornate iron gates were fully opened today, and a floral arch made of flowers and greenery, along with a red carpet, stretched on for miles.

In short, the scale was too grand to describe in just a few sentences.

The main ceremony area was set on a wide lawn. The number of guests wasn’t large—only about a hundred—but more than half of them held astonishingly high social status.

In the parking lot, it was almost impossible to find a car worth less than a million.

Well, there were a few exceptions—such as the BMW X5 that Manager He drove, which was already the most expensive car he owned.

Wu Wei was clever and specially rented a Bentley to drive over to boost appearances.

Manager He gritted his teeth and gave a red envelope of 188,000 yuan. Since Chu Jinhan had invited him, this was not the time to be stingy.

Of course, this was Wang Xinjun’s suggestion. By his own thinking, Chu Jinhan didn’t lack that bit of money anyway—at most he would give 18,000, and even a single extra cent felt wasteful.

Looking across the venue, Manager He could only sit at a table with Wang Yi, Wu Wei, and a few others.

They huddled in a corner, not even daring to show their faces, let alone go up and greet anyone.

Standing around them were all big shots they didn’t even have the qualifications to look up to.

In truth, they couldn’t recognize many of them. Few familiar faces appeared on TV or in reports, but from the surrounding conversations, they learned that these were all influential figures of remarkable status.

Even Feng Tianhao’s arrival would probably not rank highly here.

Song Dashan and his wife were seated at the table next to them, and their mood wasn’t much better.

Chu Jinhan searched for them for quite a while before finally finding them in a corner and inviting them to the front row. The elderly couple kept waving their hands and shaking their heads.

In the end, they were still “invited” over.

“Invited” might be a generous word—they were practically escorted there.

This scene caught the attention of many people, inevitably drawing a wave of quiet whispers.

Song Yunfei was more nervous than anyone else.

She wore a pure white wedding dress, holding onto Bai Yun’s arm, and walked slowly forward under the gaze of everyone present, bathed in light.

This had been arranged in advance—Song Dashan didn’t dare go on stage, so Bai Yun would stand in for him. After all, a father is a father—any father would do.

Bai Yun’s presence also had another benefit: it let everyone know that the bride had backing and wouldn’t be looked down upon.

Chu Jinhan stood on the stage, staring straight at her. In his deep eyes, only astonishment and affection remained.

The officiant was a well-known TV host, and with his passionate speech, many guests were moved to the point of tears.

Quanquan, who had been trained well, carried the ring box in its mouth and slowly walked up to the couple.

Just as the sacred and romantic moment was about to unfold, someone had tampered with the screen. The wedding photos on the large display suddenly switched to a video.

At the moment when the groom was about to kiss the bride, a sudden and familiar voice rang out:

“Song Yunfei, do you even have a heart…”

Chu Jinhan’s body stiffened.

Song Yunfei also abruptly opened her eyes.

The two mechanically turned their heads, and on the big screen, Chu Jinhan could be seen holding a little yellow chick, making a heartfelt confession.

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The scene was so beautiful that no one dared to look at it for a second time.

After a brief silence, someone finally couldn’t hold it in and let out a burst of laughter like a leaking balloon.

Others also desperately tried to suppress the corners of their mouths, their faces turning red from holding it in.

Some coughed to cover it up.

Some simply burst out laughing.

Song Yunfei pulled at her veil, trying to hide her burning face.

She was already nervous, and now she was utterly embarrassed, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

Chu Jinhan also slightly turned his head, trying to hide his face.

It truly looked like a moment of sheer embarrassment.