After the banquet, Meng Huaijin held Fu Wenying's hand and walked with her to the hotel entrance.
Outside, a few uninvited reporters were still filming the wedding.
Today's domestic and international headlines were entirely dedicated to the wedding of Meng Huaijin and Fu Wenying. Even financial news outlets were scrambling to report on it, with numerous celebrities and official media accounts congratulating the newlyweds.
This was a testament to the influence and capability of the Meng Family and Meng Huaijin.
Meng Jie drove up to the hotel entrance. A valet opened the car door, and Meng Huaijin smiled, putting an arm around Fu Wenying's shoulders. "Let's go home."
As she got into the car, he even adjusted Fu Wenying's gown. This exact moment was captured on camera and later hailed by netizens as a legendary snapshot: a noble, proud, and peerless man lowering his head to lift the hem of his beloved's dress.
Indeed, today he had married the girl he had adored for so long and made her his wife. Now they were going home—returning to the home that belonged just to the two of them.
The car drove at a steady pace along the boulevard toward Qingfeng Manor. Fu Wenying turned her head to look outside at the flowing rivers of light rushing past, surging ceaselessly.
Meng Huaijin leaned closer to Fu Wenying, and she willingly rested her head on his shoulder.
"Wenying, you've had a tiring day. I know it was really exhausting."
"It's fine, I'm very happy. Today is our grand wedding day."
At Qingfeng Manor, Meng Jie opened the car door. Meng Huaijin quickly got out and reached his hand into the car. Fu Wenying smoothly placed her hand in his and stepped out.
"For the next four days, have the company documents sent to Qingfeng Manor. I will be working from home."
This remark was clearly addressed to Meng Jie.
It was also a way of telling Fu Wenying that until her formal return visit to her parents' home, he would stay by her side.
In her past life, Meng Huaijin hadn't done this; he had gone straight to the company the very next day and only returned in the evening.
Fu Wenying reflected that perhaps because of her change in attitude, Meng Huaijin was changing as well.
The two of them walked into the house together. As soon as they stepped inside, a well-groomed and neat female servant walked over. "Young master, young madam."
"Wenying, this is Aunt Xu. I brought her over from the Meng Family Estate, and she will be in charge of taking care of our daily lives."
"Hello, Aunt Xu." Fu Wenying greeted her politely. She didn't want to be overly domineering at home, especially since this was a member of the Meng household brought by Meng Huaijin.
In her past life, Meng Huaijin had not brought any servants from the estate. This Aunt Xu was someone she had previously seen by Madam Meng's side when she visited the estate.
They went upstairs to their bedroom. Fu Wenying stood in a daze, looking at the festive wedding room. In her past life, for a period of time after their wedding, Meng Huaijin had slept on the bedroom sofa.
"Go wash up first. I'm going to handle some official business."
"Okay!"
She went into the walk-in closet and took out a red silk slip nightgown. It wasn't that she specifically wanted to wear red, but that was the only one there.
She walked into the bathroom and began to bathe.
Outside on the balcony, Meng Huaijin sat with his documents, two red wine glasses, and a bottle of aged Domaine de la Romanée-Conti, taking care of some work.
He opened the news and looked at some of the headlines featuring himself and Fu Wenying, nodding with satisfaction.
A notification popped up on his phone.
He opened it and saw a message from Meng Jie.
"Mr. Meng, here are some photos taken by the wedding photographer today. I've selected a few sets to send to you; the rest are all in your email."
He tapped on the photos, looked through a few, and finally paused on one where he and Fu Wenying stood in front of the white roses she loved, his arm around her waist, both of their faces beaming with clear smiles.
He clicked save and set it as his phone wallpaper.
Leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed, he recalled today's wedding, a blissful smile hanging on his face.
When Fu Wenying came out, this was the exact scene that met her eyes.