Chapter 1183 - 1180: Great Figures 7

Suddenly, I felt very hopeless: I truly had no chance anymore, not the slightest chance left. Brother Donglin has her, how could he ever like another woman again?

At that moment, Old Zhang returned.

Everyone waiting in the room stood up.

Yan Xixi felt a chill, seeing a medium-sized old man stride in. He was full of energy, his gaze subtle, usually just an ordinary old man, but there was an immense aura about him.

Old Zhang!

The great figure admired by all in the world today.

Old Zhang’s gaze first fell on her face and he immediately smiled, "Big sister, you really are blessed. Now, your son and daughter-in-law are already settled. When will you invite us for the wedding banquet?"

Liu Daqing also laughed loudly, "These two kids have already received their marriage certificate. Next, we will choose an auspicious day to hold the wedding ceremony. This cup of wedding wine, no matter what, you all must grace us with your presence."

A marriage certificate!

Everyone thought the matter was already settled.

Zhang Chuchu, silently heartbroken.

Mrs. Zhang and the daughters-in-law immediately understood.

However, they were already mentally prepared, so it didn’t come as too much of a surprise.

Instead, the Wan Family’s attitude was forthright and straightforward, avoiding any unnecessary disputes.

Failing to resolve things decisively leads to more harm.

"Haha, that’s for sure, we’ll definitely be there. Really sorry to keep everyone waiting, let’s eat..."

...

In Old Zhang’s hearty laughter, the large dining table at the Zhang’s finally bustled with people.

They were simple, homely dishes but very plentiful.

Throughout the meal, Old Zhang and Liu Daqing chatted jovially, and Wan Donglin occasionally chimed in a few remarks. Mrs. Zhang was quite the character too, often adding a few words at critical moments, causing everyone to laugh.

The atmosphere at the dining table was very relaxed.

Yan Xixi quietly observed, thinking to herself, so this is how big figures are.

She used to think they would present themselves with grand postures, but obviously, having already reached the peak, they no longer need to show off their authority through ostentation.

Only the nouveau riche and minor officials would hastily show power and wealth by being harsh on subordinates and arrogant.

Zhang Chuchu held her bowl but didn’t taste the food.

Throughout the meal, even though Xiaoke quietly accompanied her, she couldn’t help but let her gaze fall on the pair across from her. Brother Donglin, dressed in Armani bespoke, was particularly tall and elegant, with the bit of maturity on his face making him appear more reliable and composed. Even if Xiaoke was more handsome, he still lacked that steadiness.

She thought, she would never find another man better than this in the future.

However, when her gaze landed on Yan Xixi, that feeling of despair became even more intense. At the meal, Yan Xixi always sat gracefully, very composed, without losing etiquette, not at all petty. Occasionally, she saw Brother Donglin bow his head slightly, whispering something to her. She didn’t really respond, only smiling or nodding slightly. Between them, it was filled with an intense bond.

As if everything was shared mindfully.

Between those two, no water could seep through, no needle could pierce.

Even a blind person could see how attentive, how flattering Brother Donglin was, even with a hint of sycophancy — it’s just ironic that he doesn’t even realize it.

Brother Donglin, he never looks at me that way!

Never!

It was at that moment that Zhang Chuchu finally gave up completely.