The early winter has arrived, with the weather cloudy and foggy, neither clear nor snowy. The chilly air has already caused many people to wear their winter clothes.
Inside the villa, it feels like a different world compared to the outside. Many flowers are blooming in the autumn and winter, filling the entire balcony. Looking at these vibrant blooms, it feels like spring. The villa is equipped with heating, so inside, Pei Lang only needs to wear a thin loungewear. Every day, he eats on time, stays at home creating music, singing, and sleeping. His life is very comfortable.
Since they decided to hold a wedding, Yan Han has been busy, often out for the whole day. Pei Lang stays at home quietly working on the wedding theme song. Every evening, they gather and talk about their preparation progress.
Actually, Yan Han had started preparing early, so it wasn’t that hectic for him. He just needed to personally confirm everything. He finished all the arrangements in about a week.
The wedding wasn’t extravagant but was intimate. They didn’t invite too many people—Yan Han’s family was a must, and they invited a few close friends. Since this was a wedding renewal ceremony, it was just for Pei Lang. They didn’t want too many people to know, fearing that it might lead to gossip later.
People kept asking why they didn’t have a wedding sooner if they were so in love. Pei Lang didn’t want to explain or have people speculate about their private lives. This decision was made by Pei Lang himself.
In half a month, the wedding theme song was finally completed, and their wedding was set for three days later.
On the day of the wedding, the weather miraculously cleared up, though the temperature remained cold. The winter sunshine, warm and gentle, shone down on the land. The wedding venue looked like a sea of flowers. Orange, yellow, and champagne roses gave off a warm golden glow. Dewdrops on the petals sparkled.
In the changing room, Pei Lang and Yan Han had already changed into their outfits, adjusting each other’s bow ties. They both wore white suits—simple and traditional, but with a unique and clever design, their details stunning. The outfits, when worn by them, made them look like pure snow-capped mountains, with only each other in their eyes. Their makeup and hair perfectly highlighted their facial features, and just standing there, they became the center of attention.
The styling team in the room was the most professional, having worked with many celebrities and seen all kinds of people. Yet, at this moment, they looked like amateurs, secretly observing the loving couple.
“My husband looks so handsome today. He’s getting younger and younger.” Pei Lang bent down to smooth Yan Han’s clothes, genuinely complimenting him.
Yan Han gently pulled him. Pei Lang eagerly sat on his lap, face-to-face, snuggling up to him. Seeing this, the styling team tactfully made their exit.
“Did you think I was old when we first met?” Despite being in his thirties, Yan Han didn’t consider himself old, even though he was older than Pei Lang.
“It wasn’t that you were old, it was that you were serious. Your face is still the same, but you’ve changed a lot in feel.” Back then, Yan Han was much more serious, often tormented by insomnia and illness, and with his pickiness in food, the dark circles and red veins made him appear much older, almost unapproachable.
Now, it’s different. With the nourishment of love, the pain has disappeared, and his complexion has improved. Additionally, with the affection in his eyes and his childish nature shining through, he naturally looks younger than before.
Yan Han was aware of his changes and knew the reasons behind them. He suddenly kissed Pei Lang on the lips. “The auspicious time is almost here. Let’s get ready to enter.”
“Okay~”
The wedding emcee was Qi Shaoheng. Yan Han repeatedly instructed him not to be inappropriate and to simply host the ceremony seriously.
There were very few guests. Yan Han’s family consisted only of Old Master Yan, Yan Tong, and Yan Xiuyuan. The other guests were Lu Lu, Su Jia, and Qi Shaoheng. Today, Su Jia finally got away from work to attend as a guest at his boss’s wedding, while Qi Shaoheng was still stuck with his working fate.
The rest were staff members. If you looked around, the number of staff was several times greater than the guests combined.
Qi Shaoheng glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was almost time, so he played the wedding theme song written by Pei Lang and invited the couple to enter.
Pei Lang pushed Yan Han to the end of the red carpet. Everyone turned to look at them. Facing everyone’s gaze, Pei Lang extended one hand in front of Yan Han. Yan Han took the hand and steadily stood up from the wheelchair, then held Pei Lang’s hand as they stepped onto the red carpet, slowly making their way to the stage.
Yan Xiuyuan was shocked, furious!
He couldn’t believe that Yan Han was standing, looking as if nothing had happened, with no signs of any aftereffects. What he did to Yan Han back then was so ruthless—he hadn’t just destroyed his legs but almost took his life. After the incident was exposed, Yan Xiuyuan feared and worried, afraid that if he made Yan Han unhappy, he’d end up in prison.
He tried to minimize his presence around Yan Han. Whenever they had to meet, it felt like a mouse encountering a cat, and he dared not even breathe. Living in fear like this was tormenting, but as long as he thought Yan Han would never be able to stand again, it somewhat balanced things in his mind.
But now, unexpectedly, Yan Han’s legs were healed.
And his crimes would never disappear.
He was either going to prison or would continue living under the control of his little uncle. And his little uncle—who married Pei Lang, had a flourishing company, and was in good health—was living a successful life. In the end, it was only he1YXY who lost completely.
Yan Xiuyuan couldn’t even keep his expression in check. His eyes were full of malice and pain. Yan Han looked over with a smile. The moment Yan Xiuyuan realized he’d been caught, he shrank back, hiding his dissatisfaction, while internally cursing Yan Han.
“When did his legs heal!?” It wasn’t just Yan Xiuyuan who was angry, but also Yan Tong. Sitting closest to his son, he whispered, not to blame anyone, but to express his dissatisfaction.
Yan Xiuyuan shuddered, shaking his head. “I don’t know either.”
He glanced at Old Master Yan, who wasn’t surprised at all. Instead, he was smiling, watching the newlyweds walk onto the stage. “Grandfather seems to have known all along. Father, do you remember the man with Pei Lang in the airport photos the paparazzi took? They were already married at that time. When the news came out, neither grandfather nor the person involved reacted. Perhaps that was when my uncle’s legs had already healed.”
Otherwise, there was no explanation.
How could the old master of the Yan family allow Pei Lang to betray Yan Han?
It was then clear that the man from the airport photos was indeed Yan Han himself.
Yan Xiuyuan clenched his fists, trembling with anger.
Yan Tong was even more furious. “My dear younger brother really has hidden this well. The doctors already determined that there was no miracle for his legs. If he was the man at the airport that day, it means he could have stood up long ago.”
Standing up was one thing, but walking was another. According to normal medical logic, from rehabilitation to walking, it would take a lot of effort and time for training. So, Yan Han’s legs had already shown improvement, yet he had deliberately hidden it from them.
Why keep it hidden? To make them let their guard down and catch them off-guard. Yan Tong had often, both deliberately and unintentionally, mocked Yan Han’s leg issues. Yan Xiuyuan didn’t need to mention—this was the result of his failed attempt on Yan Han’s life. Now, Yan Han standing up was like slapping them in the face, and there was nothing they could do about it.
If he2YXY did something during his3YH rehabilitation, it could’ve ruined him4YH again. But now, he5YH was back on his feet, even more determined than at his peak. How could they possibly compete?
Yan Xiuyuan was so angry he didn’t want to say anything, only glaring fiercely at Yan Han when he wasn’t looking.
On stage, they exchanged rings and embraced while making their vows, signaling the end of the ceremony. The wedding banquet followed. Yan Han, with Pei Lang by his side, began to toast the guests. When they reached Yan Tong, Yan Tong raised his glass and scanned Yan Han’s legs up and down, finally drinking it all in one go, his anger evident.
Pei Lang smiled brightly and asked with concern, “Big brother, you drank so quickly. Could it be that there’s something urgent at the company that you need to handle?”
“Big brother’s company is busy, yet he still found time to attend our wedding. I really appreciate it. But no need to rush—drinking so quickly isn’t good for your health. You wouldn’t want the company to fall apart while your health deteriorates too, would you?” Yan Han mirrored Pei Lang’s way of teasing, deliberately making it as irritating as possible.
Yan Han knew well that Yan Tong’s company had numerous issues. Despite the father and son working hard, there hadn’t been much improvement.
Sure enough, the father and son were infuriated. Yan Tong’s cheek twitched, and he gritted his teeth, holding back his anger. All his fury transformed into a cold sneer. “You never told your big brother when your legs healed. When your legs were injured, Big Brother even found you some famous doctors.”
“They’ve been fine for a while now. I just forgot to mention it when I got busy.” Yan Han spoke so casually, almost making Yan Tong explode.
How could such a big issue be forgotten just because he got busy? It was clearly intentional.
On the other hand, Yan Xiuyuan didn’t dare to speak. Only after their conversation ended did Yan Han and Pei Lang walk over to him with their glasses. Yan Xiuyuan stood up, said a few words of congratulations, and finally let them off the hook. After completing their rounds of toasts, they sat next to the old master. He was the happiest one in the room. His son had found a lifelong partner and his legs had healed—he truly had no regrets left in life.
“Xiao Lang, eat more. This table has all your favorite dishes.” The old master urged, using his chopsticks to add food to Pei Lang’s plate, giving him more attention than even his own son.
“Thank you, Father.” Pei Lang also added some food to Yan Han’s plate. The two exchanged a smile and started eating.
Indeed, the wedding banquet dishes were all chosen by Yan Han, all of Pei Lang’s favorites, with no consideration for the other guests. But since the food was so delicious, the others enjoyed it too.
“You two just need a child now,” the old master said, bringing up the topic of children. The couple had only just gotten married, so it was still early. But he was worried they might not be thinking about it, so he decided to strike while the iron was hot.
The two who were eating stopped in sync, both startled by this remark.
“Father, we’re both men, we can’t have children,” Yan Han said, patting Pei Lang’s back to comfort him as he spoke.
The old master looked a bit speechless. “Of course, I know you’re both men. I’m not asking you to give birth. You can adopt one. Otherwise, when you’re old, there won’t even be anyone to inherit your property.”
“We’ll consider it in the future,” Yan Han replied. Though, he had never thought about adopting a child. As for property—who would care about that after they’re dead? As long as they had money, they could ensure a good life in old age. They could live well even without children.
Seeing that Yan Han didn’t want to continue this conversation, Old Master Yan didn’t push further.
After the wedding banquet, the weather turned gloomy again. Guests went home, and Yan Han took Pei Lang with him to leave. They didn’t rush back home but instead took a leisurely stroll around the street. As a result, news of Yan Han’s legs healing spread across the internet.
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Ahhhh is Xiao Chi coming back? Is Xiao Chi coming back??!
Oh god, I hope so!