Chapter 2222

Zimo’s fingers twitched slightly, hesitating in her heart.

Finally, she took a deep breath and slowly extended her right hand.

Holding that bouquet in her palm, her heart also settled.

Whether it’s genuine or not, forming this family is necessary.

Even though Mu Lingchuan is doing it out of responsibility, she herself is for the child.

For a moment, cheers erupted all around.

Mu Lingchuan also stopped worrying about saving face and stood up.

Bending down, he slowly picked up Zimo.

Zimo panicked, instinctively protecting her belly.

But she realized, it wasn’t necessary at all.

Mu Lingchuan spread his hands wide, just allowing her body to lie flat in his arms, without pressing on her belly at all.

Ignoring others’ jeers, Mu Lingchuan was already carrying Zimo and striding outside.

Zimo hurriedly stretched out her hands, wrapping them around his neck to avoid slipping down.

In the hall, Mu Xuri sat in the center, Ning Anran standing behind him, waiting for the newlyweds.

Passing through the hall, Mu Lingchuan carried Zimo and bowed to Mu Xuri, who was sitting in the main seat, before heading out.

Zimo was only temporarily staying in the main house, considering it her maiden home for the wedding, but there were still no elders of hers here.

Thus, no elaborate ceremonies were necessary.

Baili Xia kept following behind Mu Lingchuan, holding the long train of Zimo’s wedding dress, not pausing in the hall.

But she still glanced around, noticing that besides some guests, only Mu Xuri and Ning Anran from the Mu Mansion were there.

She intentionally searched around, wanting to see if Tian was present, but she didn’t find her.

Baili Xia’s heart tightened; most likely, Tian was carrying out what was discussed with Mu Xuri yesterday.

She wanted to make a phone call to Ye Hua, but since she needed to wear the bridesmaid dress, there was no place to keep her phone, so she left it at Sihai Residence when she came out.

The process of fetching the bride was swift; Mu Lingchuan carried Zimo all the way out directly into the car parked outside the courtyard of the main house.

Once Baili Xia got into the car, they slowly drove towards their new home.

Mo Yan Residence was very close to the main house, even closer than Sihai Residence.

Though the car was driven very slowly, it didn’t take more than five minutes to arrive.

Mo Yan Residence, the name itself evokes a sense of simplicity.

Upon seeing it now, indeed, it was so.

The design of the wooden gate was simple, yet it didn’t lack solemnity.

On the high walls, a layer of glazed tiles was laid, full of ancient charm.

A long red carpet stretched from the road, through the gate, extending all the way inside.

The car slowly stopped, and someone immediately came over to open the rear door.

Mu Lingchuan with Zimo stepped out of the car, and once on the red carpet, gently placed Zimo down.

In front of the red carpet, stood two little flower girls, each holding a basket of flower petals.

On both sides, lined up were a row of Mu Lingchuan’s brothers, holding party poppers.

Seeing this grand setup, Zimo needed no prompting, she immediately reached out to link her arm with Mu Lingchuan’s.

Mu Lingchuan lightly patted the back of her hand, his gaze fixed at the end of the red carpet.

Now, he was formally bringing the woman home.

This was a solemn and sacred moment, accompanied by the start of a “Wedding March,” Mu Lingchuan led Zimo slowly forward.

The two little flower girls also turned around, scattering flower petals into the sky as they walked.

The party poppers on both sides were ready, erupting wherever the newlyweds passed by.

Streamers flew across the sky, intertwining with the flower petals.

Zimo felt as if she had entered a fairy tale kingdom, dazzled, overwhelmed by beauty.

Entering this door, she officially became part of the Mu Family.

There was no turning back.