On the wedding day.

Fiery red roses filled the entire wedding venue, and soft lighting illuminated the space, making the floor gleam. Outside, a long line of cars arrived to attend the wedding, further highlighting the luxurious atmosphere.

Bei Jing wore a custom-made Italian wedding dress, her pretty face adorned with exquisite makeup, looking like a fairy descended to earth, breathtakingly beautiful.

Bei Jing linked arms with Bei Feng and walked step by step toward Jun Chen, who was wearing the same custom-made suit as Bei Jing today.

Bathed in the light, his well-defined facial features shone brightly. He stood there tall and handsome, his dark brown eyes filled with deep affection.

As they approached step by step, Bei Feng placed Bei Jing's hand in Jun Chen's, his heart still trembling slightly.

Looking at Junchen, his tone was more solemn and serious than ever before, "I'm entrusting Jingjing to you. Treat her well!"

His dark brown eyes were resolute, showing no sign of flinching. "I will."

The north wind gently patted their hands, a faint smile appearing on his handsome face. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and stepped off the stage.

Junchen held Beijing's hand and looked at the little girl, whispering softly, "Wife, you look especially beautiful today."

Bei Jing blushed slightly beneath her wedding dress. "You're beautiful too."

Junchen chuckled softly, and Beijing realized he had used the wrong word and immediately wanted to cover his face.

"Groom, do you take this bride to be your wife, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, in youth and in old age, to stay together forever, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"

Junchen held the little one's hand, gently squeezing the tiny hand in his palm. He looked into Bei Jingcha's dark eyes with deep affection, and spoke each word in a magnetic and pleasant voice.

"I do."

"Bride, do you take this groom to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"

Her dark, bright eyes sparkled with a dazzling, competitive light, and her delicate, pretty face was full of smiles as she said, "I do."

"Please let the groom kiss the bride."

Junchen gently lifted the wedding veil, his thin, rose-petal-like lips pressing against Beijing's delicate, luscious red lips, their love intertwined.

"Waaaaah, my precious little Jingjing, she's married, married, married..."

Gu Xudong, sitting in the audience, leaned on Bai Jinyan's shoulder, pounding his chest and weeping uncontrollably. He didn't want to watch, but he couldn't bear not to. He glanced at her and then closed his eyes, his heart aching so much that he couldn't breathe.

Bai Jinyan sighed helplessly, "Save the child! Someone, please drag this idiot away! I really made a bad choice in friends, that's why I met this fool!"

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Bai You sitting in front of her. Yes, Bai You was Bai Jinyan's cousin.

Bei Feng was seen lying in her cousin's arms, tears streaming down her face, while Bai You gently stroked and comforted her.

Bai Jinyan “…”

No, so should I shed a few tears or something, otherwise it will seem like I don't care about Xiao Jingjing?

night.

After a long day of fussing, Bei Jing had taken off her wedding dress, changed into a nightgown, and was sprawled out on the soft new wedding bed, not wanting to move a finger.

Junchen emerged from the bathroom after a shower, his black bathrobe hanging loosely on him, a towel in his hand drying his wet hair.

He strode over to the bedside, sat down next to Bei Jing, and reached out to rub the little one's fluffy head. "Wife, what's wrong?"