CHAPTER 383: 382 WAIT FOR ME TO COME BACK, I WILL TELL YOU A HUGE SECRET

Tang Xiaohua’s tears fell on the screen.

"Do you want to go?" Zhongli Wuzhi asked to the side.

Tang Xiaohua felt her lips were dry...

The flight attendant was doing the final safety check.

Zhongli Wuzhi sat beside her and watched the glistening teardrops hanging from her long eyelashes. With a gentle tremble of her lashes, the tear-shaped droplet fell...

"I want to go..."

Zhongli Wuzhi took a deep breath, "Then let’s get off the plane. Leave Little Ear to me."

"Zhongli, choosing between attending the wedding Wen Nian meticulously prepared, and resolutely going to M country to save Xiaoer might seem like a tough choice, but I never wavered from the beginning."

She glanced at Zhongli Wuzhi, "Xiaoer’s life matters more than anything."

"...You two really share a deep friendship."

Zhongli Wuzhi said lightly, the feeling inside his heart indescribable.

"Zhongli, can you... help me buy five minutes?"

"What?"

"Can you get the plane’s departure delayed by five minutes?"

Tang Xiaohua’s eyes carried a hint of pleading.

Coincidentally, the flight attendant had already walked towards them, intending to remind them to set their communication devices to airplane mode.

Zhongli Wuzhi probably guessed what Tang Xiaohua wanted to do, and he got up to talk aside with the flight attendant.

Tang Xiaohua watched the video where Wen Nian was standing at the ceremony podium, dressed in an all-white suit, without specially doing makeup or anything else, yet he looked like a Prince straight out from a fairy tale.

"Qu Yu, can you give the phone to Wen Nian? I want to speak with him."

"... " On the other end, Qu Yu paused, but quickly, the camera moved forward, he went beside the ceremony podium, and he said to Wen Nian,

"Sir, the lady... wants to video call with you."

"..."

Wen Nian appeared unfazed, but he already had a bad feeling inside.

Below the ceremony podium, pairs of eyes were all watching him.

Some were waiting for what the young President would say next, others were wondering how far this farce would escalate, some observed detachedly, and others were already scheming about how this scenario could be spun into a political narrative...

"I’ve said all I wanted to say to everyone; if anyone wishes to leave now, they can."

Wen Nian said, calmly.

"If you’d like to continue attending this wedding, please patiently wait."

He finished speaking, bowed slightly, then moved aside and took the phone from Qu Yu—

The screen showed a woman in a beautiful bridal makeup but wearing a T-shirt. She was using the phone’s camera to adjust her hair and makeup, until Wen Nian’s close-up face appeared on the screen, and she stopped her motions.

"Where are you?"

Wen Nian could see the seats behind Tang Xiaohua, resembling... an airplane cabin.

"On a plane to M country."

"..."

Wen Nian’s expression changed rapidly, finally settling into a helplessly puzzled frown.

"Don’t look so down, Wen Xiaonian."

"..." Wen Nian was momentarily stunned.

"Don’t you think I look pretty today?"

"..."

"This bridal makeup, I started doing it at 6:30 AM. It made me so sleepy."

She turned her face to the left, then to the right, as if to let him see her more clearly.

Wen Nian found himself at a loss for words, unable to figure out Xiao Hua’s intentions.

"Are you not going to answer? Am I not beautiful?"

"...Beautiful."

Tang Xiaohua then smiled in satisfaction,

"I only have five minutes, starting now. I talk, you listen. Just listen, that’s all."

"..."

"Ah Nian, this wedding is so much more perfect than I imagined. You had once said you’d give me a field of bellflowers—I thought it was just a joke... but this field, it can’t be any more beautiful. Thank you..."

Tang Xiaohua took a deep breath, feeling a bit emotional,

"Wen Nian, I... might not be able to make it today."

Wen Nian’s heart clenched; he did not want to hear this.

"Xiaoer, she had gone to a international rescue operation previously. She was supposed to be my bridesmaid, but she’s now trapped under rubble from a terrorist attack by the rebel army at Caesar Angus Church."

"About six to seven cubic meters of enclosed space; she’s waiting for rescue."

As Tang Xiaohua spoke these words, Wen Nian’s expression changed. He was no longer a groom stood up at the altar, but a rigorous man in power.

"I know what you’re going to say. I know it all, I am very clear about what I am doing, clearer than anyone."

"I am a pregnant woman, a bride who should be attending my wedding, but I am also a soldier. I have good physical condition, and connections in M country. I have already contacted two M country military officers I met during my studies in Germany, and they are already trying to find solutions."

"Ah Nian, I know you’re going to blame me for not thinking of you first. I did think of you, I even asked Zhongli to communicate with you, but that good-for-nothing only told Qu Yu I couldn’t attend the wedding..."

"However, we have to forgive him. He’s also panicking right now, his heart is weighed down... he’s very worried about Xiaoer, he’s with me."

"You are the President, I know you will negotiate with the leaders of M country, urging them to send more rescue teams. You will do that... right?"

She blinked at him, her light and shallow smile carrying an unprecedented mix of aggression and hesitation.

Wen Nian’s throat moved, his dry lips briefly touching, "I will. So—"

"Ah Nian, I am going."

She only needed to see the shape of Wen Nian’s lips to know what he was about to say.

Wen Nian frowned deeply.

"I promise you, I will protect myself and our child. I am not going there to cause trouble; please trust my abilities. Even if you can send rescue forces into M country, I believe I can coordinate well."

"Xiaoer is my most important friend. When I was at my lowest, most scared and lonely, when everyone was pointing fingers at me, she was the only one who stepped up to protect me at all costs... There’s so much you don’t know, Ah Nian..."

"The civil war in M country has already begun. I must bring Xiaoer back before M country is locked down."

"What if you don’t make it back."

"I will make it back. I always feel there’s something lacking between us, and the most important thing is trust. Let’s start from here... I trust your capabilities as the President, and you should trust my abilities honed in the military over the years."

"Lili—"

"Yes, my name is Song Lili."

Song Lili curved her lips.

Wen Nian paused momentarily.

"I am Song Lili, Wen Nian’s wife, the First Lady of G country, ’little troublemaker’s’ mom, a Lieutenant in the Navy Corps. The bride of this red bellflower wedding..."

"..."

"Wen Nian, I am willing."

"You... are willing?"

"I am willing."

Song Lili smiled, her eyes curving into crescents. It was a vow meant to be declared at the altar, a simple "I am willing," immensely sacred.

"When I return, I will tell you a... huge secret."