Su Xiaong thought Yin Shixiu was joking, but unexpectedly, after releasing her, he turned and took two sets of clothes out of the suitcase.
"This... this isn’t what we’re supposed to wear to the banquet, right?"
"Put it on first."
Yin Shixiu glanced at the ti and then urged.
Su Xiaong felt an ominous premonition, she took the set of clothes he threw to her, her hand trembled...
A white short tee and a pair of dium shorts.
Looking up at Yin Shixiu, he also had a set in his hand, a matching short tee and a set of light-colored shorts...
"You... you’re not serious, are you?!"
Su Xiaong had to admit, sotis Yin Shixiu was truly a madman.
Like right now, he slipped a note into their son’s clothes, then coaxed the two little ones to sleep, and pulled her out of the hotel.
The sky was completely dark, but the distant beach was still brightly lit, reflecting a dazzling glow on the sea.
Su Xiaong looked at the tall figure wearing those light-colored shorts and a simple tee, and found it quite refreshing.
She’d really never seen him dressed so down-to-earth before, though when he was lounging at ho, it was a common sight.
"Do you think this is a good idea? There are so many important guests at the banquet..."
Su Xiaong was extrely conflicted; "eloping" was such a tempting act, but she was worried that this fuss would lead to irreparable consequences.
"I know what I’m doing."
Yin Shixiu boasted shalessly.
Su Xiaong felt a headache at the ti and tugged at his arm, "Let’s go back, we can go out and play tomorrow too..."
Yin Shixiu stopped and looked at her, "Are you sure you want to go back?"
"Uh..."
Su Xiaong hesitated again...
"Okay, then let’s go back—"
"Or maybe not?"
Su Xiaong quickly said, holding onto his arm, her little face looking up, smiling brightly at him.
Yin Shixiu’s eyes held a hint of a smile, he hugged her shoulders, and just like that headed to the beach.
Behind them was the brightly lit grand hotel, filled with rich local architectural style, people gathering more and more in the banquet hall...
At that mont, soone sneaked up to Yin Shaohui and reported the situation in Yin Shixiu and Su Xiaong’s room, causing the old man’s face to stiffen.
The note left by Yin Shixiu was handed to Zhou ngqin.
Yin Shaohui thought his wife was going to be angry, but surprisingly, she laughed out loud after glancing at the note in her hand.
This puzzled Yin Shaohui, "What does it say? Let see."
Zhou ngqin glanced at him, "Here, your son."
When Yin Shaohui saw the sentence left on the note, his face changed swiftly like clouds, finally crumpling the note into a ball, he snorted, "This brat!"
Yin Shaohui walked over to Bai Fengmao with a stick, whispering the situation to him.
But unexpectedly, Bai Fengmao didn’t seem to take it seriously, saying, "Xiao ng can’t handle alcohol well, just say she drank too much with everyone in the afternoon and is now drunk, as for the bridegroom... on the wedding night, he surely can’t leave the wife alone, right?"
Bai Fengmao spoke casually, but he was actually quite flustered inside.
Yet he knew that Yin Shixiu was steady, and since Xiao ng was young, everyone assud it was Su Xiaong dragging Yin Shixiu out...
If he were to get riled up now, the old Yin couple surely would bla Su Xiaong.
"Alright, let’s just have a few of Xiaong and Shixiu’s friends drink a bit more with everyone."
Bai Fengmao raised his eyebrows, sowhat surprised at how easygoing Yin Shaohui turned out to be...
The bride and groom running away is, in any form, disrespectful to the guests.
Not to ntion the Yin Family, even he himself cared about appearances, and this Yin Shaohui...
"Since when has Brother Yin been so lenient?"
"Brother Bai, what are you saying, since today Xiao ng and Shixiu have been busy the entire day, with the luncheon in the afternoon, and toasting the wine in the evening as well, let them be tonight..."
Bai Fengmao shrugged, "Anyway, you can explain later."
Yin Shaohui nodded, "Alright, alright."
He silently tucked the note left by Yin Shixiu into his pocket.
The note had seven words written on it—like father, like son.
Back when Yin Shaohui married Zhou ngqin, he was already at the rank of regintal commander.
A military marriage is often more solemn and formal than ordinary civilian weddings, attended by veterans and officers from the military.
Yin Shaohui was young back then, full of vigor and unruly; rely listening to the antique wedding procedures gave him a headache.
It was a traditional Chinese wedding at the ti, after the customary ceremonies, the couple slipped away.
The guests were left to enjoy the banquet, yet the bride and groom didn’t even give a single toast, leaving the family head at that ti, who was Yin Shixiu’s grandfather, rather upset.
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