Time flows like water; some people think it's too slow, some think it's too fast, but its flow rate remains constant.

Perhaps the only thing that can be agreed upon by the public is the irreversibility of time, which often leaves people helpless.

Xu Zhuohua didn't actually have many requirements for the wedding; most of those requirements were made by Cheng Muyun.

He wanted the most popular Western-style wedding, the most beautiful flowers in Nanshan, the cutest flower girls, and to have his wedding photos taken beforehand.

He even took Xu Zhuohua to visit all the wedding dress shops in Xinhai City and invited all the newspapers to witness it.

Xu Zhuohua sometimes felt that Cheng Muyun was the one who looked like a bride.

The wedding seemed to be his stage.

The day before the wedding, an uninvited guest arrived at the Cheng family home.

It couldn't be called an uninvited guest, because the visitor was Cheng Muyun's future brother-in-law.

Xu Jiyi stood in front of the Cheng family's bright red wedding veil, his fists clenched tightly.

Cheng Muyun was so busy that she was dizzy, and she didn't give Xu Jiyi a friendly look when she saw him.

He knew that Xu Jiyi had been very good to Xu Zhuohua and even had special feelings for her, so it was difficult for him to welcome Xu Jiyi's arrival.

"Is there something you need?" Cheng Muyun asked coldly.

Xu Jiyi glanced at Cheng Muyun and said, "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for Governor Cheng."

Looking at Xu Jiyi's cold face, Cheng Muyun felt a surge of anger for no reason, but as Xu Zhuohua's family member, he had to be courteous and not give Xu Zhuohua any reason to gossip.

"What can't you tell me?"

Xu Jiyi barged into the Cheng family home and went straight into the hall.

Mrs. Cheng was directing the servants to decorate the red curtains.

For some reason, Madam Cheng suddenly became very satisfied with Xu Zhuohua.

The previously disapproving Mrs. Cheng has suddenly become a good mother-in-law, and she is even more eager for Xu Zhuohua to marry into the family than Cheng Muyun is.

"Huh? Isn't this the third son of the Xu family? We just came back from your house. What brings you here? Did we forget some manners?"

Xu Jiyi found the festive atmosphere everywhere jarring.

He mustered his courage and said, "I'm sorry, Madam Governor, the Xu family has deceived the Cheng family. Zhuohua cannot marry into the Cheng family."

In an instant, the once chaotic hall became quiet.

Cheng Muyun stood there, stunned. He seemed to have guessed what Xu Jiyi was going to say.

Mrs. Cheng crossed her arms and asked, "Why?"

"You dare say that?" Cheng Muyun walked up to Xu Jiyi, staring at him fiercely, and lowered his voice, "I will kill you."

Madam Cheng pushed Cheng Muyun away, asking, "What exactly is the Xu family hiding?"

Xu Jiyi looked at Cheng Muyun, a fierce glint in his eyes.

“Xu Zhuohua is not my parents’ biological daughter. She was adopted by my father to protect Minghua from misfortune. She was sent to a nunnery to pray for blessings when she was twelve years old. It was because Minghua did not want to get married that we brought her back.”

Cheng Muyun clenched his fists, wishing he could punch him in the face right now. "Everyone, get out of here."

People put down what they were doing.

"No need, continue decorating."

Everyone was stunned when Madam Cheng said those words.

Xu Jiyi asked in surprise, "You...aren't you going to call off the engagement?"

Madam Cheng curled her lips and looked at Cheng Muyun, "My son almost jumped into the Yangtze River to marry Xu Zhuohua."

“A beautiful woman as passionate and flamboyant as Zhuohua could very well marry into the Cheng family.” Madam Cheng crossed her arms and walked toward the shocked Xu Jiyi.

"But your family kept the secret so tightly in order to seek cooperation, and you revealed it before your wedding. What does that mean?"

Cheng Muyun had not yet processed what Madam Cheng had said.

"Oh, I see. My son is very fond of Xu Zhuohua. As someone who grew up with her, you know she's not your biological sister, and you probably have ulterior motives too, right?"

Xu Jiyi took a step back, "I...didn't..."

Madam Cheng raised an eyebrow. "No? Or are you afraid to admit it? Third Young Master, you've been eating too much refined rice, haven't you? Coming to break up my son's marriage at this time, what were you doing before? Watching from the sidelines?"

Enraged that he had been caught red-handed, Xu Jiyi shouted, "Stop talking!"

Having lived for so many years, Madam Cheng had seen far more than Xu Jiyi, and she could easily see through his thoughts.

"I can pretend I didn't hear anything today. You can go back now. The marriage between our two families is irreversible."

...

The wedding was lively, but a little too lively.

As the main characters, Cheng Muyun and Xu Zhuohua are a perfect match, and naturally stand out.

However, the two main characters were overshadowed by others several times.

first--

Mei Heming came to deliver a congratulatory gift, followed by Chen Hede.

He's been on a roll lately, and all the guests' attention is drawn to him.

Mei Heming wasn't heavily made up; he had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a clean and fair face, and a refined and elegant demeanor. His eyes, in particular, were exceptionally bright.

Xu Zhuohua felt that no adjective could accurately describe Mei Heming's eyes.

Anyone would be captivated by his large eyes and unable to look away.

Mei Heming's congratulatory gift was a pair of dragon and phoenix bracelets. The emerald green bracelets were wrapped in gold-carved dragons and phoenixes, making them very exquisite.

Xu Zhuohua hesitated to accept the money, as she didn't seem to have any interaction with Mei Heming.

“Miss Xu, I often hear my senior sister mention you. She greatly admires your free and righteous character.”

Xu Zhuohua smiled awkwardly, "Thank you for the compliment."

Mei Heming said, "Since it's inconvenient for my senior sister to come, she asked me to come and celebrate with Miss Xu."

So that's how it is. Hu Moli probably didn't dare to come because she was worried about her identity as a dancer.

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