Chapter 410 Wedding [Part 2]

Yun Zheng patted her back gently, like soothing a frightened animal. "Take a deep breath. I'm here."

She took a step back and looked her best friend up and down. "She's so beautiful I can't take my eyes off her."

In the room, two bridesmaids were adjusting the veil.

Seeing Yun Zheng come in, they tacitly gave up their seats in front of the dressing table.

Yun Zheng noticed that one of them was holding a sewing kit. "What's wrong?"

"A pearl fell off my waist, and it's too late to find a designer to fix it now."

The bridesmaid helplessly showed the small hole in the wedding dress and looked at the other bridesmaid helplessly, "Neither of us is good at needlework."

Yun Zheng took the needle and thread, "Let me do it."

When she was a child, she liked to follow her mother... Madam Yun tinkered with embroidery. She hadn't touched it for so many years, but she didn't expect it to come in handy now.

Fu Linghe stood by the door at some point, holding a glass of lemonade in his hand.

He looked at Yun Zheng's serious expression quietly with a gentle look.

When the last stitch was finished, Yun Zheng bit off the thread and looked up to meet Cen Lian'an's tearful eyes.

"Turn around and let me see." Yun Zheng stood up and helped Cen Lian adjust the angle of the veil.

In the mirror, the bride's makeup is complete, and her diamond earrings sparkle like tears in the morning light.

Cen Li'an suddenly grabbed her hand, "Although you can't be a bridesmaid, but..."

She took a small velvet box from her jewelry box. "You must wear this for me."

Inside the box was a lily of the valley brooch with a tiny diamond inlaid in the pistil.

"Do you remember our agreement?" Cen Lian'an's voice was very soft.

"Of course remember, the bride's boutonniere should be matched by someone else." Yun Zheng finished the second half of the sentence, and took out the brooch with trembling fingers, and her eyes became moist unconsciously.

She carefully helped her put it on and adjusted the position carefully.

Fu Linghe handed the lemonade to Yun Zheng at the right moment, and wiped away the tears that were about to fall from her eyes with a handkerchief. "Drink some water."

He glanced at his watch. "The wedding procession will arrive in twenty minutes."

This sentence was like pressing a switch, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

The bridesmaids began to make the final check on the bouquets and emergency kits, while the makeup artist was busy touching up Cen Lian'an's makeup.

Yun Zheng retreated to the window and sipped the lemonade in the cup. Suddenly, she saw Jiang Chenyu's wedding procession turning into the gate in the driveway downstairs.

The front of the leading Rolls-Royce was decorated with baby's breath and white roses, and a red ribbon was tied on the rearview mirror.

Jiang Chenyu, dressed in a suit, emerged from the car, the sunlight giving him a golden edge.

He seemed to sense something and looked up at the second-floor window.

Yun Zheng quickly pulled Cen Lian over, "Look!"

Cen Lian rushed to the window and then suddenly retreated, "No, no, I can't let him see it now!" But the blushing tips of her ears betrayed her mood.

Yun Zheng smiled and pushed her towards the bridesmaid. "Hurry up and hide your wedding shoes. I'll go downstairs and check on the situation."

Fu Linghe naturally followed.

At the corner of the stairs, Yun Zheng suddenly stopped and asked, "Should I stay here with them blocking the door?"

"If you want to play, go ahead. I'm here." Fu Linghe pulled out a red envelope from his suit pocket. "This is a special edition red envelope Jiang Chenyu gave you for blocking the door."

There is a line of small words under the gold-plated "囍" character on the red envelope: To the most beautiful sister-in-law.

Yun Zheng chuckled. "Doctor Jiang is still so good at handling things."

She stuffed the red envelope into her clutch and suddenly remembered something, "Oh, my gift!"

Fu Linghe pulled out a gift box tied with a silver ribbon from behind his back like a magician. "I put it in the car before I left this morning."

Yun Zheng stood on tiptoe and kissed his chin. "How do you know everything?"

"Because..." Fu Linghe lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly, "Every time you bite your lower lip, it's either because you're nervous or thinking about something."

The noise downstairs was getting closer and closer. Yun Zheng looked down while holding the handrail of the stairs, and saw that Jiang Chenyu's wedding procession had already broken through the first gate.

Eight groomsmen in custom-made suits stood on both sides, each holding a gilded tray with a pile of red envelopes on it, which shone with a satin luster in the morning light.

"This is too exaggerated..." Yun Zheng exclaimed softly, her fingertips unconsciously clenching Fu Linghe's sleeves.

The red envelopes were made of hand-dyed silk crepe, with tiny crystals adorning each corner and the family crests of the Jiang and Cen families embroidered in gold thread.

Fu Linghe lowered his head and explained in her ear, "The Jiang family has prepared 999 red envelopes, the smallest denomination is 66,000."

He pointed to the rosewood box in the front row, held by Bo Jinnian. "The checks inside all start at one million."

As he was speaking, a cheer suddenly erupted from downstairs. Lu Shiqian rushed to the front, holding up his phone, and pointed the camera at Jiang Chenyu who was distributing red envelopes.

Today, Dr. Jiang has changed his usual gentle image. His silver-gray morning suit makes his shoulders broad and waist narrow, and the pocket watch chain on his chest sways slightly with his movements.

He grabbed a handful of red envelopes and threw them into the air, and gold-stamped checks fell like snowflakes.

"Which floor is my wife on?" Jiang Chenyu raised his head and shouted, his Adam's apple rolling up and down in his stand-up collar shirt.

The groomsmen immediately responded in unison, "The boudoir on the second floor, red envelopes lead the way!"

Yun Zheng watched them approach the stairs and suddenly turned and ran upstairs, "I have to help An An hide his shoes!"

She had just taken two steps with her skirt lifted when Fu Linghe picked her up by the waist.

"Be careful with the stairs." He carried her directly to the last few steps, and when he landed, his palms protected her waist inconspicuously.

A pearl cordon had been set up at the door of the master bedroom, and two bridesmaids were stuffing answer sheets into the crack of the door.

Cen Li'an's voice, with a smile, came from the room, "If you don't answer the question correctly, you won't be allowed in!"

Through the crack in the door, you can see her sitting in the middle of a bed covered with roses, her wedding dress looking like a blooming flower.

Jiang Chenyu's voice suddenly rang out from the corner of the stairs, "Please ask the bride's relatives and friends to ask questions——"

The butler following behind him immediately brought up a mahogany tray with twenty gilded envelopes neatly stacked on it.

Each envelope was bulging, revealing the security metal thread on the edge of the check.

Yun Zheng took the question card from Fu Linghe and cleared her throat. "First question, please tell me the last four digits of the bride's ID number!"

There was a sudden wailing outside the door. Bo Jinnian pried through the crack of the door and bargained: "This question will cost more!"

As he said this, he took out three checks from the rosewood box and stuffed them in.

Yun Zheng looked down and saw that the top note had "￥1,999,999" written on it, and the ink still had the scent of fresh ink.

"One million extra for each mistake." Cen Lian shouted in the room, with an unconcealable smile in his voice.

Her smooth calves were exposed from the hem of her wedding dress, and only a pair of crystal shoes remained on her feet.

Jiang Chenyu took off his pocket watch and handed it over. "Her birthday is engraved on it."

Yun Zheng opened the watch cover and saw the number "0214" engraved on the inside.

Before the second question was even finished, five more red envelopes were pushed in from outside. Jiang Chenyu's voice was tinged with laughter, "Buy out all the remaining questions."

The pearl curtain was suddenly lifted, and Cen Lian'an's cousin held up the POS machine probe and said, "WeChat and Alipay are also acceptable!" The scene suddenly burst into laughter.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Jiang Chenyu led the groomsmen to break through the last line of defense.

When he knelt on one knee in front of the bed, there were a few rose petals on his trouser legs, and what he held in his hand was not an ordinary bouquet, but a golden bouquet made by himself.

"Shoes." Jiang Chenyu's eyes were surprisingly bright, and his Adam's apple was still stained with gold powder that he had rubbed off on when he was just passing the level.

Cen Lian deliberately turned his face away, but stretched his bare foot forward.

Just as Yun Zheng was about to take out the crystal shoes from under the pillow, Fu Linghe suddenly held her hand.

Jiang Chenyu pulled out a velvet box from his suit pocket like a magician. Inside was a pair of diamond-studded wedding shoes. "Wear the pair I prepared."

He lifted the bride's ankle as if it were a fragile item, but when fastening the buttons, he deliberately stroked the sole of her foot with his fingertips, which made Cen Lian blush and kick him lightly on the shoulder.

When Jiang Chenyu finally put the bride's shoes on, the groomsmen immediately shouted in unison, "Carry her downstairs!"

Jiang Chenyu turned around, took another velvet box from Lu Shiqian, took out a pigeon egg diamond ring, and knelt on one knee. "Let's make up for the formal proposal first."

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Cen Lian bit his lower lip and stretched out his hand, tears welling up in his eyes.

When Jiang Chenyu pushed the ring to the base of her ring finger, the brilliance of the diamond drew a rainbow arc in the morning light.

He suddenly pulled a stack of checkbooks from his suit's hidden pocket, quickly signed the amount, and tore off the checkbook. "This is my birthday present for the next ninety years."

The date of each check is deferred, and the amount increases year by year starting from one million.

Yun Zheng's eyes were burning with tears as she watched, when she suddenly felt Fu Linghe stuff something into her hand.

He looked down and found that it was a blank check with a gold border and his name was signed at the top of the check.

"Fill it up anytime." His voice was soft, but his fingers were tightly clasped around hers. "As much as you want."

Suddenly, there was a deafening sound of firecrackers downstairs.

Jiang Chenyu had already picked up Cen Lian'an, and the train of her wedding dress swept over every step like waves.

The bridesmaids chased after each other and sprinkled gold powder. Bo Jinnian took out a safe from somewhere and threw gold foil chocolates into the crowd as he walked.

Yun Zheng was protected by Fu Linghe at the corner of the stairs, watching the wedding procession being decorated into a mobile garden.

The bride's English name was spelled out with fresh roses on the hood of the wedding car, and a real diamond was embedded in each pistil.

When Jiang Chenyu carried Cen Lian'an into the car, the groomsmen suddenly showed their car keys in unison, and the nine supercars following behind were all gifts for the bride's relatives and friends.

"Are we leaving too?" Fu Linghe took the car keys handed to him by the butler, which were tied with the same silk tassels as the ones used in the main wedding car.

Yun Zheng nodded, and suddenly found that her hands were filled with red envelopes, each of which was so bulging that it was about to burst.

The gold seal on the top was embossed with "Exclusively for Best Friend". When it was opened, it turned out to be a check for eight million, with "Buying candy for my godmother" written in the memo column.

The morning breeze lifted the loose hair on her temples, and the pearl waist chain shone with a warm light in the sunlight.

As the extended Lincoln slowly started, Yun Zheng saw through the skylight countless ribbons falling from the sky, each of which was engraved with the names of the newlyweds using micro-carving technology.

The motorcade drove through the main road covered with flowers, and the electronic screens on both sides simultaneously played the proposal documentary produced overnight by Jiang Chenyu.

While waiting for the red light, some staff members even gave red envelopes to every onlooker on the roadside, each containing a shopping card worth at least five figures.

Fu Linghe suddenly rolled down the window and motioned Yun Zheng to look ahead.

In the sunroof of the main wedding car, Jiang Chenyu was leaning over to adjust Cen Lian'an's veil. The sunlight shone through the crystal gauze curtains, casting tiny spots of light on them, like a never-ending diamond rain.