Chapter 1342 - 529: Encountering Lucy at the Wedding! The Classmates’ Gifts Are So Touching [Subscription Request]

Chapter 1342: Chapter 529: Encountering Lucy at the Wedding! The Classmates’ Gifts Are So Touching [Subscription Request]

For example, when it paws at its clothes, that means the clothes are uncomfortable; usually, it reacts like this when it’s wearing something with a stiffer fabric.

She laughed as she took off its clothes and said:

"We changed the Western wedding to a Chinese one, and the segment where you were supposed to bring the rings was canceled too. Do you feel like you didn’t get to participate?"

Dundun didn’t care about participating at all. It wagged its tail, and once the clothes were off it hopped onto the table, seriously watching the wedding taking place on stage.

After the bowing to heaven and earth, it was time for the tea ceremony for the elders.

First they served tea to the older generation: Lin Xu’s paternal grandma and maternal grandma, plus Shen Jiayue’s paternal grandma, maternal grandma and maternal grandpa. Everyone sat down, drank the tea offered by the young couple, and then took out the gifts they’d prepared one by one.

Yeah, the so-called tea ceremony is really just a pretext; the real purpose is for the elders to give the newlyweds gifts and blessings.

The old folks had all come prepared. Old Lady Lin gave a pair of gold bracelets that looked like they’d been around for quite a few years, and Old Lady Chen gave 100,000 yuan—50,000 for her grandson and 50,000 for her granddaughter-in-law.

Han Jitong and his wife gave a fund worth 660,000. The two of them got coaxed into speculating in funds last year; when they saw they were about to lose money, they just gave it straight to their granddaughter and grandson-in-law as a gift—out of sight, out of mind.

As for Old Lady Shen, with her only granddaughter getting married, her gift was the most unexpected: it was actually a red property certificate.

"After I’m gone, the courtyard house on the South Third Ring will belong to you two. If you keep it, then repair it properly; if you sell it, make sure you find decent buyers. That house is the root of the Shen Family—don’t hand it over to shady people."

Lin Xu was a bit stunned. Grandma and Grandpa giving a fund of 660,000 was already crazy enough, and now you start off by handing us the deed to the house, this is just too..."

Shen Jiayue calmly took it:

"Don’t worry, Grandma, we won’t sell the house. Even if we run into something we really can’t get through, we’d only sell the one we’re living in now and then move to the South Third Ring."

These words made Old Lady Shen feel instantly relieved:

"Good, now I can rest easy."

To reassure Grandma, Shen Jiayue leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"Yesterday my mother‑in‑law said that if I have two kids in the future, she’ll let me give one of them the surname Shen. You have to stay healthy—we’re counting on you to help us look after the baby."

Old Lady Shen’s eyes lit right up.

There’s a blessing like that?

Then I... then I absolutely have to stay alive and well, so I can hold the next generation of the Shen Family in my arms.

This wasn’t Shen Jiayue just sweet‑talking the old lady; it was the result of discussions between Chen Meijuan, Lin Hongqi and the others. With such a big Shen Family estate, it’s better if it’s inherited by someone with the Shen surname.

Besides, ever since Lin Xu opened his shop, the Shen Family has been fully behind him. Lin Hongqi and Chen Meijuan honestly don’t know how to thank him, so they came up with this plan.

After the elders’ tea ceremony, it was time for the parents on both sides.

Lin Hongqi and his wife also gave a property as a gift: the apartment they’d previously bought in downtown Yinzhou City as Lin Xu’s marital home. It’s not very big and hasn’t been renovated; Lin Xu can sell it off later if he wants.

As for Shen Guofu and Han Shuzhen, they gave five percent of the shares in Shen Group.

Old Shen knew very well that one day he would step back to "second line" duty and just enjoy flowers and fishing. Now that his daughter is married, it’s about time to start gradually handing the group over to the younger generation.

Start with five percent, let them become members of the board, and take it slowly from there.

Anyway, later they’ll put professional managers in charge. As long as his daughter and son‑in‑law don’t go crazy with investments, the group’s profitability will be just fine.

Shen Jiayue took the share transfer agreement, feeling very moved:

"Thank you, Dad. Guofu is the most handsome, and Shuzhen is the most beautiful!"

Shen Guofu laughed and finished the tea in his cup:

"Quit buttering me up. Just live a good life with little Xu. If you run into any trouble, speak up. Your dad doesn’t have much else, but two lousy coins are no problem for me."

After serving tea to the parents, Old Gao, rare to see him in a suit, and Luo Shan in a high‑end qipao came up on stage.

The waiter beside them poured the tea, and Lin Xu quickly picked it up. Together with Shen Jiayue, he offered it with both hands to Old Gao and Luo Shan:

"Master, Madam, please have some tea."

This scene made Qiu Yaozu and the other chefs who’d come with their gifts feel a twinge of envy.

They’ve accepted plenty of apprentices in their lives, but they really haven’t attended many apprentices’ weddings as elders. It’s not that the master–apprentice bond isn’t close; it’s mainly that anyone qualified to be taken in by them already has solid cooking skills—some are even head chefs in their own territory.

With that kind of Apprenticeship, there’s inevitably some entanglement of interests.

For example, the apprentice wants to gain connections through apprenticing, while the master wants to increase his own influence by accepting apprentices—so neither side’s motives are entirely pure.

A relationship like that can’t compare to the intimacy built up from childhood.

Down below the stage, Geng Lele was cracking melon seeds while watching the ceremony, and she turned her head, originally wanting to see where Dundun had gone, only to spot a familiar figure in the corner.

Her spoken‑English teacher—Lucy!

Damn, what’s going on?

Geng Lele immediately tossed the seeds back onto the plate and trotted over.

She came up to a blonde, blue‑eyed foreign woman. The woman looked to be in her thirties or forties, her figure very well maintained, without the typical thickset build of Western middle‑aged women.

Her golden long hair and fair skin were downright enviable.

Following Lucy’s gaze, Geng Lele saw that her beautiful oral‑English teacher was staring right at the stage, and her suspicion grew even stronger.