Feast for Shengsheng

Chapter 954 What Kind of Wedding Should We Prepare?

Song Yili was truly speechless.

But in the end, he didn't say anything.

A wedding is probably the most romantic idea in every woman's heart.

She once thought that she and Shen Feng no longer needed a wedding.

But for some reason, seeing this scene, Song Yili actually felt a sense of anticipation.

She wondered if she should go back and tell Shen Feng about it.

But since they're already married and have children, this whole thing seems rather sentimental.

With these thoughts in mind, Song Yili was tossing and turning.

That evening, she sent a message to Shen Feng.

Song Yili: [I saw a wedding being held here.]

Shen Feng made a phone call to Song Yili.

It was very quiet on his end, Song Yili thought, so he was probably at home.

"So what kind of wedding do you want?" Shen Feng asked Song Yili in a low voice.

Song Yili was taken aback by the question: "I don't know... but I saw that the wedding decorations were very romantic today."

Then Song Yili talked about what Xu Anwan had done that day.

Shen Feng listened quietly, just like always.

"Are you listening?" Song Yili asked Shen Feng in an annoyed tone.

"I'm listening. I'm thinking about what kind of wedding I should prepare for you," Shen Feng said, enunciating each word clearly.

These words suddenly made Song Yili feel sweet.

The smile on his lips seemed impossible to suppress.

She didn't say anything, but stood there quietly.

"Ah, it's so late here, you should go and get some rest!" Song Yili suddenly realized that they were in different time zones.

Shen Feng hummed in agreement: "Wife, I miss you so much."

Song Yili was used to Shen Feng's sweet words.

But when she heard it, her heart was still trembling.

It's a kind of sweetness.

Song Yili didn't respond, so Shen Feng coaxed her, "Then I'll hang up. See you later."

Song Yili said "oh" and then hung up the phone.

She didn't think much of Shen Feng's words.

Her villa has a perfect view of the wedding venue.

She watched for a while.

The lights weren't on, but it was still beautiful.

She felt that her wedding would be pretty much like this.

It's not luxurious, but it's romantic.

All those who came were his closest relatives and friends.

"Aren't you going to sleep yet?" Xu Anwan stepped forward and asked Song Yili.

“Ready,” Song Yili replied.

Suddenly, Song Yili heard a baby crying, which surprised her.

"Did you hear a child crying?" Song Yili asked Xu Anwan.

"I don't know, I wasn't listening carefully," Xu Anwan shook her head.

Song Yili thought for a moment and said, "I think it sounds a bit like Shen Yu's crying."

"Stop joking. Shen Yu is in Haicheng, and you're in Fiji. You're too far apart," Xu Anwan said bluntly.

Song Yili nodded: "That's true."

So she didn't think much of it.

Over the past year, Song Yili has developed a good habit of going to bed early and waking up early.

So soon after, Song Yili closed the window, and the sound of the waves decreased.

She quickly fell asleep peacefully.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was just rising outside.

Song Yili leaned against the window to watch.

When Xu Anwan saw that Song Yili had gotten up, she asked room service to bring breakfast.

The two ate breakfast on the balcony.

After breakfast, the waiter came in.

This sight shocked Song Yili.

They were carrying wooden crates, followed by a large group of makeup artists, costume designers, and assistants.

"What are you doing?" Song Yili turned to Xu Anwan and asked directly.

"Oh, you said you wanted to make it a bit more special, so I just skipped it all over. Let the bride wait a bit," Xu Anwan said with a smile.

"As for my financial power, I'll ask Shen Feng to reimburse me." Xu Anwan said this frankly.

Now, Song Yili was left speechless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Ms. Song, we can begin the makeup process now. The assistant will hang up the clothes." The makeup artist was very polite.

Song Yili was completely passively pushed to sit down at the dressing table.

Then she saw the clothes hanging out.

This isn't a dress, it's way too formal!

"Are you sure this is a formal dress?" Even Song Yili, who was slow to react, realized that something was wrong.

Xu Anwan chuckled: "Of course not, it's a wedding dress."

"Xu Anwan, what exactly are you doing?" Song Yili asked Xu Anwan, enunciating each word clearly.

"Ah, I just asked them, and they said they were all young people, so they all chose these tutu skirts. There's no traditional custom involved. I said we'd join in too, and they gave us their extra clothes." Xu Anwan shrugged, even her explanation was frank.

He was blatantly talking nonsense.

Because Xu Anwan knew very well.

Only Song Yili was kept in the dark; everyone else knew that this wedding belonged to Song Yili.

The crying last night was indeed Shen Yu's, but Xu Anwan had fooled him.

Because Song Yili didn't think Shen Yu would be here.

Just like Song Yili wouldn't think that this wedding has anything to do with her.

At most, I just find it absurd and doubtful.

Xu Anwan's attitude left Song Yili with absolutely no room for doubt.

In the end, she just passively watched Xu Anwan.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and do your makeup, I need to do mine too." Xu Anwan waved her hand, clearly not intending to continue the conversation.

Xu Anwan gestured towards another room: "I'll go to my room. It's inconvenient and in the way here. Besides, my clothes are the same as yours."

After saying that, Xu Anwan blew a kiss before turning and leaving.

Song Yili was completely taken aback by the deception.

She wanted to ask the makeup artist.

The makeup artist didn't say a word, she just focused on applying makeup to Song Yili.

In the end, Song Yili simply gave up.

Soon, a delicate doll appeared in the mirror.

It also fits Song Yili's usual style.

"Please change your clothes first, and we'll continue with your hair," the makeup artist said with a smile.

Song Yili nodded, cooperating quite well.

The stylist quickly dressed Song Yili.

Looking at the wedding dress in front of her, Song Yili felt apprehensive.

Who would be so kind as to carry these kinds of clothes as spares?

Song Yili had been raised in luxury since childhood, so she could tell at a glance that this dress was priceless.

I was easily fooled by Xu Anwan before I looked closely.

If you're still being fooled by Xu Anwan, then you're truly being stupid.

Amidst these speculations, Song Yili suddenly realized something.

She changed her clothes and let the makeup artist style her hair.

She sent a message to Shen Feng.

Song Yili: [Where are you?]

Concise and concise.

She thought of what Shen Feng had said last night.

Thinking about all of Xu Anwan's strange behavior today.

I thought about this trip.

Although Xu Anwan can plan routes, she is essentially a human being like herself, quite spontaneous and lacking in planning.

Such a complete travel plan is something Xu Anwan couldn't have come up with.

Most importantly, each point is based on my own preferences.

This made Song Yili even more suspicious.

Because the only person who understands me so well is Shen Feng.

In addition to all the current issues.