Tang's mother was also in the dressing room. Looking at her radiant eldest daughter, she felt gratified but couldn't help but tear up.

Tang Xiaoxiao quickly comforted her mother, saying, "Mom, don't cry. Today is a joyous occasion. If you cry, your sister will cry too. It would be such a waste to ruin all that makeup you worked so hard on."

Tang's mother reached out and wiped away her tears, saying, "Yes, yes, Mom won't cry. Mom is happy."

The bridesmaids wore matching peach-pink dresses, strapless styles that revealed their fair shoulders and long legs. Although Tang Rugo and Xu Mingxia were not quite as beautiful as the Tang Xiaoxiao sisters, they were still beauties with good looks and figures. With Tang Xiaoxiao, who was confident in her beauty, the small dressing room was simply a riot of color and a feast for the eyes.

Tang Xinxin's original room at her parents' home was transformed into a temporary wedding room, complete with bright red bedding and festive decorations. A huge heart shape was formed by red balloons on the wall above the bed.

It's a bit rustic, but it's also festively rustic.

Tang Xinxin sat down in the middle of the bed. It was already past 5 a.m., and the wedding procession was about to arrive.

Sure enough, not long after, the sound of firecrackers crackling came from downstairs, followed by a commotion of people. Soon, a group of people went up to the third floor.

He Zhan was no young man after all, and Tang Xiaoxiao and the other bridesmaids didn't intend to make things too difficult for him. It wasn't easy for a man in his forties to get married. They made He Zhan sing a love song through the door, accepted a red envelope, and then opened the door to let him in.

He Zhan and several groomsmen pushed open the door and squeezed into the room, their eyes fixed on the bride sitting on the bed.

He Zhan's friends of the same generation as him had all gotten married long ago, so today's best man was his nephew He Haisheng and Bai Siming, who had met Tang Xiaoxiao a few times. There was another young man I hadn't seen before, but he must be some kind of relative of the He family.

As soon as the young people entered, they were dazzled by Tang Xiaoxiao, who was standing at the front.

Tang Xiaoxiao rarely wears makeup, but today, thanks to the meticulous makeup of a professional makeup artist, her already outstanding face is even more radiant. Her exposed, fair shoulders and delicate collarbones are like carved white jade, and every inch of her body exudes a fatal allure. All the men in the groom's party who are directly attacked by her beauty feel in unison that this is what they mean by "femme fatale."

Aside from the groom, he seemed to ignore everyone else as soon as he entered the room, heading straight for his bride.

Today, He Zhan wore a sharp, custom-made black suit that perfectly accentuated his tall and slender figure. He paired it with a dark red tie, and his bow tie and cufflinks were adorned with rhinestones, adding a touch of subtle sophistication to the otherwise serious black outfit. His hair was meticulously styled, and his eyes and brows were filled with smiles. He didn't look like someone in his forties at all; he looked to be in his early thirties at most.

The vegetables that Tang Xiaoxiao provides to the restaurants under "Xianghe" are all produced in the space. Naturally, He Zhan's family also eats these vegetables on a daily basis. Although they are not as effective as the Tang family drinking spiritual spring water directly, they still benefit a lot. The old man of the He family is more energetic every day and has a ruddy complexion. He looks more robust than his peers, let alone He Zhan, a man in his prime.

He Zhan usually doesn't pay much attention to his appearance, but today, on his wedding day, after getting his hair and makeup done, he suddenly saw himself in the mirror and felt that he seemed to have become much younger.

However, he explained this change as a sign that he was in high spirits when something good happened.