The President Made Me Trend

The wedding officially began as all the lights dimmed. Before the guests could react, a spotlight illuminated the entrance, revealing Mo Qinghuan. She appeared like a fairy, holding a bouquet and smiling, her white wedding dress accentuating her graceful figure. The crowd couldn’t help but gasp in admiration.

Following her entrance, Lu Yucheng appeared, equally dashing, seeming like the only man in the world who could match Mo Qinghuan. They held hands and walked slowly through the crowd. To accommodate her discomfort in high heels, he deliberately shortened his steps.

Little Bun and another adorable little girl served as flower children, scattering petals ahead of them. Huo-Jie and Xiaoxue fought back tears of joy, clapping with smiles. The entire scene felt like a dream.

Lu Yucheng spared no effort for this wedding, choosing the best planners and holding it in a church. The path they walked was lined with petals, and the lighting designer was flown in from France, all to create a romantic atmosphere without chaos. Only a few journalists were invited to capture the event. From the moment the couple appeared, the flashbulbs were blinding. Under the gaze of all, they stood before the priest, exchanging a knowing smile.

“Mr. Lu Yucheng, do you take Miss Mo Qinghuan as your bride, to love and cherish, in wealth and poverty, in sickness and health, for as long as you both shall live?”

“I do,” Lu Yucheng replied, with firm conviction.

The priest then turned to Mo Qinghuan. Having officiated many weddings, he rarely saw a couple as perfectly matched as this. “Miss Mo Qinghuan, do you take Mr. Lu Yucheng as your husband, to love and support each other for the rest of your lives?”

Everyone seemed to hold their breath, awaiting Mo Qinghuan’s response, even though they already knew what she would say.

With equal determination, she answered the priest, “Yes, I do.”

“Then, Mr. Lu Yucheng and Miss Mo Qinghuan, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Mr. Lu, you may kiss your bride.”

Stepping forward, Lu Yucheng gently embraced Mo Qinghuan. She had thought he was fearless, but as they drew close, she sensed his slight trembling. He wasn’t entirely unafraid; he was just pretending to be brave to comfort her.

With this realization, tears of joy filled Mo Qinghuan’s eyes-not of sadness, but of happiness and delight.

Meanwhile, outside the church in an inconspicuous corner, Shen Meng leaned affectionately against Li Pengyuan, pouting. “Pengyuan, how’s the divorce coming along? When can I wear a wedding dress too?”

“Meng, don’t be like this,” Li Pengyuan replied awkwardly, trying to gently push her away. After all, his wife had uncharacteristically insisted on attending this wedding with their son.

But Shen Meng was unfazed. “You’re getting divorced anyway. I’m not afraid of being seen; why are you?”

“The company still has some shares in my wife’s name. If we divorce now and she withdraws in anger, it could negatively impact the company. This matter needs careful handling,” Li Pengyuan continued to placate her.

Unbeknownst to them, this scene had already been witnessed by a middle-aged woman and her son. The woman clenched her fists instinctively, causing the boy to yelp in pain, “Mommy, who is the lady with Daddy?”

Despite his young age, the boy felt an instinctive hostility towards Shen Meng. The woman bit her lip, “She’s a shameless woman, trying to break up our happy family!”

“I hate this bad woman. Mommy, I want to live with Daddy forever,” the boy whined, and it was this voice that made the woman decide not to endure the situation any longer.

She smiled, bending down to caress the boy’s soft cheek, as if making a promise to him and herself, “Don’t worry, son. No one will take your daddy away, especially not this woman.”

On the second floor, Lu Yucheng and Mo Qinghuan had witnessed this drama unfold. She asked curiously, “Did you invite Mr. Li and his wife because you knew I’d invite Shen Meng?”

“No,” Lu Yucheng shook his head, answering without hesitation, “Li Pengyuan is a new partner of the Lu family. It makes sense for his wife to attend such events with him.”

“But I feel like someone arranged for Mrs. Li to find out about Mr. Li’s affair with Shen Meng,” she pondered. Besides her and Lu Yucheng, no one else knew that Shen Meng’s financial backer was Li Pengyuan. Could Shen Meng have another enemy?

Lu Yucheng wrapped an arm around her shoulders, smiling gently, “Whatever Shen Meng does, she brought it upon herself. Let’s not worry about her.”

“Alright,” Mo Qinghuan agreed with a smile. Yes, if Shen Meng wanted to dig her own grave, it had nothing to do with her.

Meanwhile, in the bushes, Huo-Jie and Xiaoxue each held a telescope, watching Mrs. Li glare at Li Pengyuan and Shen Meng with a sly smile.

Xiaoxue, still a bit anxious, asked cautiously, “Huo-Jie, if Qinghuan-Jie finds out about this, will she be upset?”

“Don’t worry. If you don’t tell and I don’t tell, how will Qinghuan know?” Huo-Jie waved her hand dismissively. Discovering Li Pengyuan was the financial backer was just an accident. That night, Huo-Jie had gone out for a snack and happened to see Shen Meng clinging to Li Pengyuan as they left a hotel. Although her cheek was inexplicably swollen, the blissful smile on her face made Huo-Jie suspect their relationship was unusual.

To get back at Shen Meng, Huo-Jie had deliberately informed Mrs. Li. Initially, Mrs. Li didn’t believe it, but now, witnessing the clandestine meeting at the wedding, Huo-Jie was confident that an enraged woman wouldn’t sit idly by.

She snorted, “Shen Meng deserves it! Offending our Qinghuan means she has to suffer.”

“I dislike her too,” Xiaoxue chimed in, but they both agreed to keep this secret from Mo Qinghuan.

After the wedding, Mo Qinghuan and Lu Yucheng embarked on their honeymoon, bringing along the adorable Little Bun. Their first stop was the Maldives, where the warm sunshine was intoxicating. The three of them frolicked and played in the water, happiness radiating in their lives.

Due to Mo Qinghuan’s fame, tourists occasionally recognized her, asking for autographs or photos, which she graciously obliged, never showing any reluctance. During these moments, Lu Yucheng would proudly hold Little Bun, watching from the side, as if showing off that Mo Qinghuan was his new bride.

Meanwhile, back home, photos of Li Pengyuan and Shen Meng’s secret meetings were exposed by the media, tarnishing her reputation. Several collaborations fell through, and even a film she had signed on for had her replaced as the lead actress.