Chapter 467 Everything Has a Trace
When the morning light shone through the gauze curtains, Shen Hanxing was sitting in front of the dressing table looking at wedding dresses.
The ivory white satin is decorated with tiny pearls, which Qi Moxun specially asked a master craftsman to sew by hand.
It is said that the largest South Sea pearl on the collar was bought by him at an auction, saying that it must be worthy of the light in her eyes.
As soon as her fingertips touched the pearl, it fell onto the velvet tray with a "thump".
"What's wrong?"
Qi Moxun walked in with warm milk, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing the watch on his wrist.
There is a photo of them embedded in the dial, which he spent a lot of time to find a professional intangible cultural heritage master to make.
Shen Hanxing picked up the pearl and rubbed the thread at the stitch with his fingertips: “The thread is loose.”
She looked up at him, with a subtle bitterness in her eyes. "When Fu Jingheng was arrested yesterday, I always felt that the way he looked at me... didn't look like he had completely admitted defeat."
Qi Moxun handed her the milk and rubbed her brow with his thumb.
"Is it pre-wedding anxiety?"
"Lin An checked all the old members of the Fu family, and no one escaped. Besides, today the three floors inside and outside the church are all my people. Even the flower girls' socks were checked."
He picked up the pearl and fished out a small sewing box from his suit's inner pocket. "So, now forget about your worries. I'll help you sew it."
His fingers were long and steady, his eyelashes drooped as he threaded the needle, and the sunlight fell on the top of his hair, giving it a layer of warm gold.
Chen Hanxing watched him sew the pearls back together. The stitches were finer than before. The bitterness in her heart eased a little, but it still felt like a thin cloud was pressing down on her.
"Mom! My bow tie is gone!"
Xunxun's voice knocked open the door. The little guy was wearing a small suit with an empty collar, holding a dinosaur doll in his hand. "I clearly put it under the pillow!"
As soon as Chen Hanxing stood up, he saw something rolling past Xunxun's feet.
It's the bow of a bow tie, and the satin is hooked into a small ball of fur by the dinosaur's claws.
"Maybe the T-Rex is keeping it for you."
She squatted down, picked up the bow tie, took out a pair of small scissors from her dressing box, and carefully cut off the rough edges. "It's better now. It looks more lively than before."
Xunxun ran out holding the bow tie, and came back in less than two minutes, pulling at the hem of Shen Hanxing's skirt.
"Chengcheng locked the ring box and can't find the key!"
In the living room, Chengcheng was squatting on the carpet rummaging through the toy box, his little face flushed red.
"I just turned the lock and it clicked by itself..." The metal box lay in the middle of the carpet, the one where the wedding ring would be placed, and the brass keyhole flashed with a cold light.
Han Lingcui walked in with freshly steamed osmanthus cake, and put down the plate with a smile when she saw this.
"Don't worry, I'll do it."
She took out a silver hairpin from her hair, which was given to her by Azhe that year. She gently inserted the thin tip into the keyhole, turned it twice, and with a "click", the box opened.
"Lingcui, you can do this?" Chen Hanxing was surprised.
"When I was abroad, I went to a theater troupe to learn acting, and the prop boxes were always locked by the young actors."
"That's how the old master opened the lock. I thought it was pretty good, so I secretly learned it."
Han Lingcui put the silver hairpin back into her hair and brushed her fingertips across the velvet lining in the box. "Look, the ring is fine."
Shen Hanxing picked up the ring box, the metal edge was cold.
She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was half past eight, and the makeup artist should be here.
She breathed a sigh of relief when the doorbell rang, but when she opened the door she saw the delivery man from the flower shop, holding a bunch of wilted lisianthus.
"Sorry, Miss Shen, the tire burst on the way, and the flowers were not put in the refrigerator in time..."
The bouquet of flowers was to be placed on the check-in desk, and the edges of the petals had turned brown.
Shen Hanxing looked at the deliveryman’s sweat-soaked shirt and took the bouquet: “It’s okay, thank you for making the trip.”
Just as he finished speaking, the makeup artist came over breathlessly, and the makeup box in her hand hit the door frame, and the powder box cracked.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The girl's eyes were red. "My mother had a sudden heart attack this morning, and we were delayed in taking her to the hospital..."
"Sit down and drink some water first."
Shen Hanxing handed over the tissue and glanced at the hospitalization form in the girl’s white coat pocket, “How is Auntie now?”
"It's okay now. My brother is watching."
The girl wiped her face and opened the spare powder. "Don't worry, Miss Shen. I'm quick and will definitely finish it before ten o'clock."
As the brush swept across her cheek, Shen Hanxing looked at herself in the mirror.
The eyeliner was applied firmly and the lip gloss was her favorite bean paste color, but she always felt something was wrong.
As soon as the makeup brush swept over the last layer of setting powder, Shen Hanxing's phone rang.
The name "Wedding Planner - Sister Li" flashed on the screen. She paused for a moment, then picked up the phone with a smile on her face. "Sister Li, where are you guys? The florist should be arranging the flowers at the church."
There was silence for two seconds on the other end of the phone, and then Sister Li's difficult voice came.
"Ms. Shen... I'm so sorry, our company can't take your order today."
"What?" Chen Hanxing frowned slightly. "Didn't we confirm the process yesterday? The lighting and sound have been debugged."
"It's an emergency..." Sister Li's voice was very low, with a hint of barely perceptible panic.
"Our boss just said... that his abilities are limited and he's afraid of ruining your wedding. We'll transfer the deposit and liquidated damages to you right away. Could you please..."
"cannot."
Shen Hanxing interrupted her, her tone calm but firm, "Today at ten o'clock, the church bell will ring on time. Sister Li, what is the reason, you might as well tell me directly."
There was another silence on the other end of the phone, and I could vaguely hear someone whispering urging next to me.
Sister Li sighed, her voice trembling, "Ms. Shen, someone came to our boss yesterday and said that if we dare to take this order, the company will be closed tomorrow. We are a small company... We really can't afford to offend."
After hanging up the phone, the smile in Shen Hanxing's eyes in the makeup mirror disappeared.
She tapped the mirror with her fingertips, revealing Han Lingcui's worried face behind her. "Is it about the wedding company?"
"Well, I was forced to retreat."
Shen Hanxing turned around and looked at Qi Moxun who was helping Chengcheng adjust his bow tie in the living room.
He seemed to notice something and looked up with a questioning look in his eyes.
She walked over and held his hand, her palm warm, "Someone doesn't want us to get married today."
Qi Moxun stroked the back of her hand with his thumb and immediately took out his phone: "I'll ask Lin An to find a new team."
"It's too late."
Shen Hanxing shook his head and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was eight fifty-five. "From contact to arrangement, it will take at least three hours. But we don't have to wait."
She turned to Han Lingcui, her eyes sparkling, "Lingcui, do me a favor."
Han Lingcui was stunned: "Me?"
"You are eloquent and understand my thoughts."
Shen Hanxing took her hand and said, “Can you be the host today?”
"I can't..." Han Lingcui waved her hands quickly, her ears slightly red. "I've never been a host before. What if I forget the words or say something wrong..."
"No."
Chen Hanxing held her hand, his eyes determined, "You just need to stand there, smile and tell everyone our story."
Han Lingcui looked at the trust in her eyes, moved his lips, but couldn't refuse.
"Okay." She nodded gently, her fingertips trembling slightly, "I'll try."
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