Months passed in the blink of an eye.
In a hospital, as the baby let out its first cry, a joyful smile appeared on Mo Ming's face while waiting nearby.
"Mother and child are safe. Congratulations!" the nurse said as she handed the baby to Mo Ming.
Looking at the newborn, whose eyes were barely open yet held a pure and untainted gaze, Mo Ming seemed a bit flustered and smiled wryly, saying, "Maybe it's better if you don't let me hold him. Newborns are so fragile; I'm afraid I might hurt him."
"Hehe, alright then," the nurse replied with a grin.
Mo Ming walked over to Jun Qianqian, who was sweating profusely and pale but had a happy smile on her face. "Qianqian, you’ve worked hard. The baby is adorable and looks just like you."
"Let me take a look," Jun Qianqian said.
The nurse placed the baby aside for Jun Qianqian to see. To their surprise, the baby's lips curled up slightly, looking incredibly cute.
"How adorable! He smiled at me," Jun Qianqian exclaimed happily.
"Alright, Qianqian, you just gave birth and your body is still weak. Don't think too much right now; just focus on resting," Mo Ming said as he held Jun Qianqian's hand.
"Okay," Jun Qianqian nodded.
As Mo Ming exited the operating room, Murong Lian, Lin Yuan'er, Zhu Hanying, and Mo Zhentian all gathered around.
"How did it go?" Zhu Hanying asked.
"Mother and child are safe," Mo Ming replied with a smile. "And that little guy is really cute—definitely looks like me!"
"Isn't it going to turn the world upside down when you grow up?" Zhu Hanying said with a happy laugh.
"Mom, do you really see me as a chaotic demon?" Mo Ming said with a bitter smile.
"You're not just a chaotic demon; you're even more terrifying than one. Don't you know the world has already been turned upside down because of you?" Murong Lian said irritably. She had already heard about the final battle from Mo Zhentian and was truly worried for Mo Ming.
"Lian Lian, you should work hard and hurry up to give me a child," Mo Ming said with a grin. "Otherwise, how about we discuss when to have a baby tonight?"
"Go find your Ji Yue!" Murong Lian crossed her arms, saying somewhat displeased.
After that incident, Mo Ming told Murong Lian and the others about Ji Yue. At first, they were very unhappy and ignored Mo Ming for many days. Zhu Hanying was also quite dissatisfied with her son's flirtatious behavior.
However, when they learned that Ji Yue was in danger because of Mo Ming, they understood that Ji Yue's love for him was sincere. This made them slightly more accepting, but to fully accept her would take time and gradual interaction.
"Hmph, Brother Mo, this is what you promised us. Sister Yue can only be the last one. If you find someone else in the future, we won't pay any attention to you," Lin Yuan'er, who usually helped Mo Ming, said with a wrinkled nose.
"I promise you all that Ji Yue will be the last one. I guarantee I won't look at any other women; I'll only look at you all. That should be enough, right?" Mo Ming said, raising his hand as if swearing.
"That's more like it," Lin Yuan'er nodded in satisfaction.
"Yuan'er, you're really too kind. Haven't you heard the saying?" Murong Lian rolled her eyes and said, "It's better to believe in ghosts than to trust a man's empty words!"
"Lian Lian, that's enough. Relationships are built on trust. If you don't believe in me as your husband, how are we going to get through life together?" Mo Ming quickly wrapped his arm around Murong Lian's shoulder and said, "Alright, I really promise that Yueyue is the last one. If there's another one, I'll castrate myself immediately!"
"Okay then, I'll trust you one more time. But when can we hold the wedding you promised us?" Murong Lian laughed at Mo Ming's antics but then asked seriously.
"Once Qianqian finishes her confinement, we will get married right away!" Mo Ming said seriously. "Since I promised you all, I will definitely give you a spectacular wedding. Trust me, it will be unforgettable!"
"Alright, I'll be waiting," Murong Lian nodded.
"By the way, you little rascal, have you thought of a name for your son? If you can't come up with one, let me help you!" Mo Zhentian said. "I've already thought of one: Mo Yan. It's quite literary, and when he grows up, he won't turn out like you."
Mo Ming was speechless.
He did not accept the name Mo Yan suggested by Mo Zhentian. Instead, he came up with a name himself: Mo Wang. This name signifies not forgetting past friendships and staying true to one's original intentions.
The greater a person's ability, the greater their desires become. This requires one to maintain a pure heart and not stray from the right path. Mo Ming did not want his son to become an ungrateful person someday.
...
After Jun Qianqian completed her confinement, Mo Ming indeed fulfilled his promise. His wedding with Murong Lian, Jun Qianqian, Lin Yuan'er, and Ji Yue was held on the land in Nanhua City's West District.
The once desolate West District had been developed into a park-like area, which would serve as Mo Ming's residence, named "Qianlong Garden," symbolizing his intention to retreat from the world. Indeed, he no longer involved himself in worldly affairs.
Now the "Yihun" organization was managed by Nüe, while Liufeng, Poisonous Madness, and a host of other veteran figures had all retreated alongside Mo Ming. They had fought for so long and had little vitality left; they just wanted to enjoy a leisurely life.
On the day of Mo Ming's wedding, various forces gathered in Nanhua City, causing a tremendous stir. Private helicopters flew over Nanhua City, and luxury wedding cars moved in an orderly fashion down the streets.
Huang Zifeng arrived as a big star, and with Su Xiuwen also making an appearance, it naturally caused a huge sensation in the entertainment industry. This was nothing compared to when Feng Tianshu arrived with his entourage; many began speculating about the identity of the groom.
However, few knew what kind of prestigious family could create such a commotion with their wedding. To avoid unnecessary trouble, Mo Ming sealed off the news and ensured that no information leaked out.
"Ha ha, big brother, this time we finally have the chance to enjoy a good meal!" Shangguan Liuyun brought Yamamoto Kyouka to celebrate.
"Hehe, this time we must drink until we can't go back!" Mo Ming laughed.
Yamamoto Kyouka handed a katana to Mo Ming and said, "This is my gift for you."
Mo Ming was momentarily speechless but accepted it. Although receiving a sword at a wedding wasn't ideal, he understood that for Yamamoto Kyouka, the katana represented his utmost sincerity.
Reed arrived, and Night Peak also brought Reed's daughter back from Y Country to congratulate Mo Ming.
"Brother Night Peak, how have you been in Y Country? I heard that the Frank Family's business is now under your management. You’ve become a significant figure there; congratulations!" Mo Ming embraced Night Peak and smiled.
"Without you, there would be no Night Peak today. I will never forget your kindness. If you ever need anything from me, don’t hesitate to ask!" Night Peak said seriously.
"Today is my big day; let’s not be so serious. Smile a little," Mo Ming said, unable to help but laugh at Night Peak's expression.
Night Peak smiled, though it was quite unnatural.
Perhaps having gotten used to being an Evil Ghost, he had forgotten what a genuine smile looked like.
Liufeng, Crocodile, Poisonous Madness, and Lion returned from their travels around the world to attend Mo Ming's wedding. When they met, there were so many things to say that it seemed three days and nights wouldn't be enough. With so many guests to entertain today, Mo Ming didn't chat much with them; he simply arranged for them to stay temporarily and promised to find time for drinks and conversation after the wedding.
Meng Zong arrived with Qiu Lan. The young girl had matured significantly and become much more composed. According to Meng Zong, Qiu Lan was very perceptive and would likely become a master in the stock market within two years.
Mo Ming had gathered all his brothers from around the world. By the time everyone had arrived, nearly a few hundred people had gathered on a lush green lawn, mostly consisting of Mo Ming's good brothers and friends.
As the wedding march arranged by Su Xiuwen played, Murong Lian, Jun Qianqian, Lin Yuan'er, and Ji Yue, dressed in wedding gowns, approached from four directions. Their natural beauty was enhanced by their attire, making them appear like celestial beings descending to earth, capturing the attention of many.
Mo Ming was momentarily stunned, unsure of whom to look at first; each one was so beautiful that they all seemed like his beloved. It wasn't until the wedding march ended that he realized he had been lost in thought and hadn't truly looked at any of them!
"Boss, why are you still dazed? The brides are already on stage. If you don't go up, I might just take your place!" Poisonous Madness teased.
"Go play in the mud!" Mo Ming retorted and immediately walked up to the stage that had been set up.
The host smiled and said, "With four such stunning brides, it's no wonder the groom is mesmerized. Isn't everyone envious? But envy won't help; let's hurry and offer our blessings. Wishing them Eternal Bliss and a love that lasts until old age. Now, I'll hand over the time to the groom."
"Ahem... Dear brothers and friends, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend my wedding. I truly appreciate all your blessings. First of all, I want to thank them—my four wives—for their love and tolerance. My greatest achievement in this life isn't the title of King of Soldiers but having them and becoming their husband!" Mo Ming said affectionately as he looked at his four beautiful wives.
"Here, I have four gifts for them." Mo Ming magically produced four red books and smiled, "These are four marriage certificates, which also represent my promise to you. Here, I want to ask you once again: do you wish to become my wife?"
The happiest moment for a woman is now; no woman would say no, especially not Murong Lian, Lin Yuan'er, Jun Qianqian, and Ji Yue—four women deeply in love with Mo Ming—who naturally would not refuse.
"I do!" The four women replied almost in unison, radiating happiness.
(THE END)
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