Li Li stood behind Han Zhan, holding a black briefcase filled with pre-wrapped red envelopes. Seeing that Mu Qiu had opened the door without embarrassment, Li Li hurriedly took out a red envelope and gave it directly to Mu Qiu.
"You are the most gentle and kind bride I have ever met."
This is not Li Li’s first time as a best man. Every time he was a best man, he was severely punished.
This time it was unusually smooth.
Mu Qiu squeezed the red envelope, and was satisfied with its thickness. She pursed her lips and smiled, then stepped aside and said to Han Zhan, "Brother-in-law, come in quickly."
Han Zhan walked into the house.
This was the first time Han Zhan saw Song Ci wearing a wedding dress, and she was more beautiful than he had imagined.
Song Ci was wearing a white wedding dress made of lace and satin, which was designed with a waist-hugging and hip-hugging style. The neckline was deep V-neck and penetrated into the chest, but Song Ci's perfect breast shape was completely covered.
Seeing this, Han Zhan was relieved. Uncle Li was still kind enough not to expose Song Ci's private parts.
Han Zhan walked towards Song Ci step by step, knelt on one knee in front of her, raised the bouquet in his right hand and handed it to Song Ci, and asked solemnly: "Song Ci, will you marry me?"
"Of course I do." Song Ci took the bouquet with both hands and kissed Han Zhan on the forehead. "Groom Han, you have to carry me downstairs and into the car. Don't stop."
"good."
Han Zhan hugged Song Ci like a princess, carried her in his arms, quickly went downstairs, and easily put her in the car.
The wedding was held on the mountain behind. When they arrived, Han Zhan went to the wedding venue first. Song Ci changed into her wedding dress in the RV, and Mu Qiu accompanied her to talk.
The wedding was scheduled for ten o'clock. At nine-fifty, Allen began to check Song Ci's makeup, hairstyle, and jewelry. After confirming that there were no problems, Allen asked Song Ci, "How are you feeling? Are you nervous?"
Song Ci held the bouquet and smiled awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed. She said, "Although we got the marriage certificate two months ago, I'm still a little nervous when it comes to the wedding day."
Mu Qiu said from the side: "You are Song Ci, how can you be nervous?"
Song Ci turned the bouquet in her hand and took a deep breath. "Yes, I am Song Ci, how can I be stage fright!"
Bei Zhan came over and knocked on the car door, then said to Allen, "We're ready here. The bride can get out of the car and wait to enter."
"OK."
Allen and Mu Qiu helped Song Ci get out of the car. The three of them stood beside the car. Mu Qiu was preoccupied with things and hadn't spoken much since she met Song Ci. Song Ci asked her, "What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?"
Mu Qiu looked at Song Ci hesitantly, wanting to say something.
"Sister..." Mu Qiu held the ring box in her hand. She stroked the surface of the ring box back and forth with her thumb twice before saying, "Dad had something urgent to do at the company and he's on a business trip. He may not be able to come today..." The more she spoke, the smaller Mu Qiu's voice became.
Seeing Du Tingting early in the morning but not Mu Mian, Song Ci guessed that Mu Mian would not attend the wedding today. Hearing Mu Qiu's words, Song Ci understood that this was Mu Qiu's excuse for Mu Mian.
She had no expression of joy or sadness, and said in a calm tone: "It doesn't matter, I will enter the venue alone later." Instead of letting Mu Mian take her in, Song Ci would rather walk the red carpet alone.
At this moment, Shen Yubei came over.
He wore a black shirt today, which was rare for him. His suit was still white, but the collar was pure black with small golden stars hand-embroidered on it.
Shen Yubei looks like a nobleman from the Republic of China era, his every move is dignified and elegant.
Coming in front of Song Ci, Shen Yubei looked at her deeply, and finally fixed his eyes on the crown on her head. "The emerald is very beautiful."
Song Ci seemed jealous. She asked, "Is only emerald beautiful?"
Shen Yubei was only a little over 1.8 meters tall, and Song Ci, wearing ten-centimeter high heels, could look him in the eye without raising her head. Looking at Shen Yubei, Song Ci smiled helplessly and said, "Teacher, is it that difficult to compliment me on my beauty?"
Shen Yubei tapped Song Ci’s forehead and praised her: “Song Ci, you are particularly charming today.”
When Song Ci heard the praise, he felt a little embarrassed and his ears turned red.
She took Shen Yubei's arm and said in a clear voice: "The first time I participated in the competition, it was the teacher who led me to the stage. I wonder if I will have this honor this time. Please accompany me to the stage, teacher?"
Hearing this, Shen Yubei was slightly stunned, "Is it okay for me?" He was neither Song Ci's father nor her relative, so it was not very appropriate.
"You are my most beloved teacher, of course you can." Song Ci stared at the wedding scene in front of her. She could hear the voices of the guests talking over there. Song Ci told Shen Yubei: "I'm a little nervous, teacher."
"Don't be nervous, I'll be with you." Thinking of some past events, Shen Yubei's expression softened unconsciously. He said: "Do you remember the first time you participated in a competition, you were also very nervous before going on stage. How did we overcome the nervousness at that time?"
Song Ci was only six years old when she first competed on stage. She no longer remembers the scene of her first time on stage, but she remembers that Shen Yubei taught her that if she was nervous, she should raise her head and look at the blue sky...
Middle finger!
Song Ci suddenly stretched out her right hand, raised her middle finger high, and said, "I am the most beautiful girl in the world. I am not nervous at all!"
Shen Yubei also raised his middle finger and said, “I am the most handsome man in the world, I am not nervous at all!”
Song Ci was really not nervous anymore.
Along with the sound of a bell, Song Ci heard Bei Zhan Langsheng shout, "Please invite the bride in!"
"Let's go, Song Ci, the teacher will accompany you, don't be afraid."
"good."
Song Ci took Shen Yubei’s hand and walked into the wedding scene slowly.
The wedding venue was meticulously decorated, with chairs carved from solid wood and polished to a smooth, rounded finish. The ceremony platform was set beneath a red sweetgum tree.
Behind the tree is a light green lake. To prevent accidents, a wooden fence was erected between the lake and the stage, and the wooden fence was entwined with blooming rose vines.
Han Zhan stood on the stage, his hands draped over his abdomen, quietly waiting for his bride to enter. A breeze blew, and red maple leaves swayed and fell, landing on his shoulders.
Han Zhan lowered his head to take the maple leaf. When he looked up, he saw the Song Dynasty porcelain under the flower arch at the entrance. His gray-blue eyes were lit up by a touch of bright red, full of surprise and love.
The wedding dress Song Ci wore wasn't the popular white wedding gown, but a fiery red halter-neck maxi dress. Like a maple forest in late autumn, the vibrant red dress accentuated her voluptuous figure, creating a fiery and alluring image.
Her long hair was tied in a simple bun, and she wore a crown of pearls and emeralds. Her skin was as white as cream, and her eyes were bright. The beauty of the bride blended with the beauty of the jungle, and the scene was so beautiful that it was intoxicating.
At this moment, Han Zhan suddenly realized the outstanding grace of the first lady.
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