Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1522 - 1523: Out with the Old, In with the New

With the full moon banquet on the horizon, preparations needed to kick off immediately, particularly as Cheng Su's confinement was drawing to a close in just a few days—the date had to be chosen, and invitations readied ahead of time.

Thankfully, Cheng Su's recovery over these days had restored a healthy flush to her cheeks, lifted her mood, and enabled her to pitch in with the planning.

The banquet itself would take place at their restaurant. Cheng Su and Mother Cheng consulted the calendar; August twelfth proved an auspicious choice, so they settled on hosting it then at Joy Soon Loy Restaurant.

They recounted the guest list once more—relatives from both families and their friends. Though Cheng Su and Qi Taiguo hoped for a modest event, the final tally still called for twelve tables.

"Without realizing it, we actually have so many social connections now!" Cheng Su said to Qi Taiguo, eyeing the lengthy roster of names scribbled on paper.

Qi Taiguo replied, "As your business expands and my rank climbs higher, these connections will keep multiplying; we just have to adapt to it."

Adapting was all it required, yet when Cheng Su reflected on those early hardships, emotions welled up—it had only been a few short years.

During her homebound confinement, Cheng Su purchased the invitations and inscribed them by hand. Far-off recipients got them via mail, like those in Guangcheng, while in the Capital, just Old Master Ning and Ning Gang received invites, their attendance uncertain. Ning Ge, her godfather, naturally had to attend.

Nearby guests had their invitations personally delivered by Qi Taiguo and others.

Managing the invitations and menu proved straightforward. Cheng Su crafted the menu herself and handed it to Qiulan, who would liaise with the head chef to gather the necessary ingredients.

All details fell neatly into place, poised only for the arrival of the special day.

Late in July, Hualing and her family completed their move out. Cheng Su remained in confinement, unable to step outside, so she bid them goodbye from the doorway.

After years as neighbors, their departure stirred deep reluctance in Cheng Su, reddening her eyes. Mother Cheng kept warning that tears during confinement could damage eyesight, forcing her to suppress them fiercely.

"We’ve given you the invitation for our Xiao Qi’s full moon banquet, be sure to come and have a couple of drinks," Cheng Su told Hualing.

Hualing wiped the corner of her eye, nodded, and responded, "I’ll definitely come. Take care of yourself!"

"You too!" Cheng Su gripped her hand, "Call me when you have time, let’s chat."

Hualing feigned cheerfulness, "What, are you going to lecture me over the phone too?"

Cheng Su chuckled and shot her a playful glare.

The two families chatted amiably for a bit longer. Hualing cast a final glance at the home of many years, secured the door with a large padlock, and departed, her heart heavy with unwillingness.

Reluctance aside, separations are unavoidable. In this world, no gathering endures eternally. Today you linger here, tomorrow another departs—who brushes past whom, who crosses paths—fading eventually into the jianghu, all woven by fate.

Fate arrives and fades, ignites and extinguishes; partings might herald future encounters.

Cheng Su would never erase Hualing from memory, that fleeting companion in her life. Their past spats and dramas, viewed now, surprisingly formed treasured recollections!

Hualing's family's move stirred sentiment in Cheng Su's household for several days, the big lock dangling on their door twisting the knife deeper into their hearts.

Sorrow lingers as one thing, but life presses onward—who possesses endless leisure to dwell in gloom?

Mere days after Hualing’s family left, the hefty lock vanished from their door, and a fresh family took up residence.