Chapter 252 The Grand Finale
The wedding was scheduled for March, the warmest month in Beijing, after the start of spring.
Jiang Wang didn't choose those luxurious hotels or the clubs frequented by celebrities. The venue he finally settled on was a lush, green open-air lawn in the suburbs.
The snow had long since melted, and pink buds were sprouting from the crabapple trees everywhere, while tender green vines climbed the trellis. Jiang Wang had personally overseen the arrangement of every corner, creating a simple and romantic atmosphere without any elaborate or extravagant decorations.
Si Yuan's wedding dress and jewelry today were designed by Jiang Shu herself. This was her first time designing clothing. The simple fishtail style had delicate silver patterns embroidered on the skirt, which complemented the huge natural diamond on her neck.
Si Yuan sat in front of the dressing mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, her eyes slightly warm.
With no relatives still alive, Jiang Wang's maternal grandmother escorted her to her wedding, making it both her natal family and her husband's family.
She truly has a new family.
Time is up.
Si Yuan took Si Xingzhou's hand and slowly walked out of the room, stepping onto the path covered with white roses.
“Mom,” Si Xingzhou suddenly spoke.
Si Yuan looked at him and heard him say as he walked, "You must be happy. Xiao Zhou will always protect Mom. Mom doesn't need to be afraid."
Si Yuan thought she wouldn't cry today.
But Si Xingzhou's words still brought tears to her eyes.
And at that moment, they arrived.
At the end of the path stood Jiang Wang.
He wore a black suit, his posture was upright, his eyes were deep-set, fearless yet innocent. Sunlight fell on him, gilding his features with a golden edge, like a knight.
His gaze never left Si Yuan from the moment she appeared, his eyes filled with the expectation and relief of finally seeing his beloved after going through countless hardships.
He had been waiting for this day for a very, very long time.
Si Xingzhou, holding Si Yuan's hand, walked up to Jiang Wang and stopped.
He looked up at Jiang Wang, his face earnest with a child's expression: "Dad, I'm entrusting my mom to you. You must love her very, very much, okay?"
Jiang Wang looked at Si Xingzhou and smiled: "I will definitely love her very, very much, and I will also love you very, very much, I swear."
Jiang Wang was a man who rarely made oaths; oaths were never to be taken seriously, and Si Yuan never believed in them, so she never asked Jiang Wang to make an oath. But at this moment, in this situation, Jiang Wang wanted to make a vow to Si Yuan, a solemn and fervent vow that he would never break for the rest of his life.
Jiang Wang stepped forward and gently took Si Yuan's hand.
His hand was warm and slightly firm.
Si Yuan looked up at him, tears welling up in her eyes.
Jiang Wang reached out and wiped away the warm drop of liquid from her face. He whispered, "Don't cry. Today is our wedding. You should smile."
Si Yuan sniffed and smiled gently.
Jiang Wang took her hand and slowly walked towards the ceremonial platform made of white flowers and silk.
On the ceremonial platform stood the priest and the father.
Mr. Jiang was dressed in a formal suit, with a rare gentle smile on his face. He looked at the newlyweds in front of him, his voice kind and clear.
"Today is the wedding of my son Jiang Wang and my daughter-in-law Si Yuan. They met when they were young, and after many twists and turns, they have come together for eleven years. In these eleven years, they have been separated and reunited. But in the end, they still came together. As a father, I am very gratified. I hope that in the days to come, you will respect and love each other, understand and forgive each other, hold hands and grow old together."
As soon as Jiang's father finished speaking, enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience.
Si Yuan turned her head and looked at the audience.
There were many familiar faces, all their friends and family. She received sincere blessings and was free from further hardship.
A truly moving wedding of the century, and the wedding of the head of the Jiang Group, naturally attracted a flurry of media coverage.
And so everything was transmitted through the screen to Haicheng, thousands of miles away.
Song Yan sat on the sofa in the study, watching the wedding scene without moving.
Si Yuan leaned against Jiang Wang's chest, smiling.
He once thought that Si Yuan's smile would only bloom for him.
He once thought that Si Yuan's life would be inextricably linked with his.
But now, she's wearing someone else's wedding dress and has married someone else.
She eventually became someone else's wife.
He remembered a sentence that Si Yuan had written in her diary many years ago.
Will my future wedding be related to him?
"He" refers to Song Yan. Song Yan had always known that he saw that sentence before anyone else.
Si Yuan had once thought about marrying him, but that wish seemed too distant. Even when she wrote it in her diary, which was only visible to herself, she was always cautiously probing, never daring to be too direct.
Now, someone has given her such a grand wedding, which truly has nothing to do with him.
"I never expected that Si Yuan would be so lucky."
Yu Qingfang's voice came from the study doorway.
She was wearing an exquisite cheongsam, and her mood had improved recently because Song Yan had been released from prison and taken over the Song Group again, and the company was finally showing signs of improvement.
Yu Qingfang walked to Song Yan's side, looked at the screen, and said with disdain, "That timid girl back then actually managed to get close to the Jiang family. Who is Jiang Wang? That's the Jiang family of the capital. She really made the right move. She's probably glad she didn't stay with us back then..."
Upon hearing this, Song Yan suddenly raised his head and looked at Yu Qingfang with icy eyes.
Yu Qingfang was startled by his gaze and subconsciously took a step back.
Song Yan looked away again.
Yu Qingfang's expression was somewhat complicated. She knew that Song Yan didn't like to hear her talk about Si Yuan anymore, so she didn't say anything more.
Yu Qingfang knew that her son resented her for her hypocrisy and manipulation, and for indirectly breaking them up. She was the one who made her child unable to be happy anymore.
He and Si Yuan could never go back, and he and his son were also left with a rift that they could never overcome in their lifetime.
Yu Qingfang's smile faded slightly as she looked away and said, "Song Yan, from now on, Mom won't interfere with what you want."
A bitter smile slowly crept onto Song Yan's lips.
What does he want?
What he wanted most in his life will never belong to him again.
There will be no one I want anymore.
Jealous?
Of course I'm jealous.
He was jealous of Jiang Wang for having Si Yuan's love.
He was jealous of Jiang Wang, who could bring happiness to Si Yuan.
He was jealous of Jiang Wang, who was able to spend his life with Si Yuan.
But so what?
He has lost her.
He was no longer worthy to love her.
After learning how to love someone, he realized that true love is not about possession, but about fulfillment.
True love is wanting the best for her.
I hope she is happy.
I hope that every day from now on she can smile as brightly as she does today.
That's enough.
All of Song Yan's internal organs were aching, and he even began to wonder if he should see a doctor to see if there was a tumor or something in his chest cavity that was causing him such pain.
He raised his hand and turned off the computer screen.
He didn't say anything to Yu Qingfang, mechanically smiled and said he had other things to do at the company, then turned and left.
This wholehearted dedication to the Song family's business was exactly what Yu Qingfang had always wanted. Now that it had truly come to fruition, Yu Qingfang could no longer feel happy.
It seems that no one got what they wanted.
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The wedding continued.
The priest announced the exchange of rings.
Fang Yan was the best man today, and this was the first time the usually lazy young master had taken it so seriously. Jiang Wang took the ring from his hand.
Taking Si Yuan's hand, Jiang Wang gently slipped the ring onto her ring finger.
Jiang Wang was actually trembling.
Si Yuan whispered, "So you're nervous too."
Jiang Wang paused for a moment, then added, "Of course I'm nervous, it's a once-in-a-lifetime wedding."
Si Yuan also picked up another ring and slipped it onto Jiang Wang's ring finger, as if it were her vow: "Yes, in this life, I will only get married once."
Jiang Wang paused for a moment, then repeated: "Once, for a lifetime."
The two rings shimmered in the sunlight.
The priest looked at them and announced gently, "I hereby declare Mr. Jiang Wang and Ms. Si Yuan officially husband and wife!"
Jiang Wang turned around and gently embraced Si Yuan.
He lowered his head and kissed her.
This kiss was unlike any of the countless passionate kisses before, nor the lingering tenderness of moments fueled by desire. This kiss was gentle and devout, carrying a lifelong promise and an enduring affection.
Si Yuan closed her eyes and hugged his waist tightly with both hands.
Just as the kiss landed, the wind blew by, swirling up the white rose petals scattered on the ground and also stirring Si Yuan's veil.
The words “妄” and “愿” essentially mean the same thing.
Wishful thinking, desire.
Their wish came true, and they will never be separated again in this lifetime.
Yes, none of that will happen anymore.
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