Time flies, and October is here in the blink of an eye.
Lingnan, the Xiao family.
For Xiao Wujie's wedding, not a single direct descendant of the Xiao family was absent; the entire family came out in full force.
A row of luxury cars were neatly arranged, and everyone was eagerly waiting, except for one person—Xiao Qianshan.
"That's strange. The old man is usually very particular about time. What's wrong with him today? Fengyin's makeup never took this long."
Xiao Shuihan glanced at the time; he was almost twenty minutes late. Xiao Qianshan's delayed arrival was completely out of character for him.
Xiao Yuxuan's cold and stern face showed a slight furrow in his brow: "Have you asked Uncle He yet?"
Xiao Linzui was also puzzled. "I asked him ten minutes ago, but Uncle He didn't say what it was about. He just said it would be soon."
"What's that old man up to?" Xiao Shuihan murmured in confusion.
Suddenly, his brow twitched, and his expression turned strange, as if he were deep in thought.
Xiao Yuxuan and Xiao Linzui were immediately drawn to his expression and quickly turned their attention to him. "Third brother, what's on your mind?"
Xiao Shuihan looked at the two of them solemnly, his brows furrowing deeper and his eyes growing more profound.
"You all say..."
Xiao Yuxuan and Xiao Linzui slowed their breathing as he heard Xiao Yuxuan's expression and tone, and then he said:
"I hope the old man isn't so excited about my precious son's wedding that he has a heart attack!"
Xiao Yuxuan and Xiao Linzui's faces darkened instantly. They were about to scold him, but his expression showed no sign of joking.
"The old man is so old, and my precious son is so lovable, it's not impossible."
Xiao Yuxuan, unable to bear it any longer, said with a dark face, "Third brother, it's really not easy for Father to live to such an old age."
"If it were someone else, you would have cursed them to death even with the strongest curses."
Despite saying that, the three of them walked towards Xiao Qianshan's room without prior arrangement. His long absence and mysterious behavior made them uneasy.
Unlike the laughter and banter of the three brothers outside, the atmosphere in Xiao Qianshan's room was as heavy as if an international conference were being held.
Xiao Qianshan and Lao He stood in front of his only wardrobe, looking at the almost identical Zhongshan suits, their faces full of worry.
"Old He, which dress do you think would be best for me to wear to the Wujie Wedding?"
Old He's lips twitched silently. He was thinking, "Does it make any difference which one I wear?"
Seemingly guessing what Lao He was thinking, Xiao Qianshan glanced at him and said in a calm tone, "I was asking about color."
Old He tentatively replied, "Black." Xiao Qianshan usually wears black, so let's go with his usual style.
Xiao Qianshan's expression turned cold: "Black is for funerals, I'm attending a wedding."
Is this old man's brain completely stale?
Is it still usable?
Old He's face paled at his words, his expression stiffened further, and his gaze lingered on the dark-colored Zhongshan suits before he tentatively spoke again:
"That...dark blue?"
Xiao Qianshan shook his head in dissatisfaction: "No, no, it seems too cold and hard."
"green?"
"Why don't you let me wear a green hat? Who wears green to a wedding?"
Just as the master and servant were struggling with their dilemma, a sneer suddenly came from outside: "Wow! Two people who are nearly two hundred years old combined are playing around with fashion."
Xiao Shuihan entered with Xiao Yuxuan and Xiao Linzui, their smiles laced with sarcasm.
"You bastards, who let you guys in?" Xiao Qianshan's face turned pale. The reason he only brought Lao He here for advice was because he knew that these rebellious sons would definitely make fun of him if they found out.
"Your 'boudoir' door is open, and you're not coming out, so how can we not come in?"
Upon hearing Xiao Shuihan's words, Xiao Qianshan suddenly snapped out of his daze, glanced at the time, and realized that he was almost half an hour late. He immediately felt embarrassed.
After a moment, he awkwardly asked, "So what do you think I should wear?"
Xiao Shuihan and the other two exchanged strange glances. Xiao Yuxuan spoke woodenly, "Father, there is no old lady in the Chu family who is the same age as you, so you don't need to worry too much about your attire."
Xiao Shuihan raised an eyebrow upon hearing this: "Old man, we don't want you to be ninety years old and we're looking for a stepmother. Don't try anything funny."
Xiao Qianshan's old face turned green with anger, and he raised his cane to strike his unfilial son hard.
Xiao Shuihan nimbly dodged, then casually grabbed an apricot-colored Zhongshan suit from the wardrobe, looking disgusted: "This outfit, the only bright thing about it is this color."
"If all else fails, I'll get you a makeover when we get to the capital. You're really dragging down the quality of my precious son's wedding like this."
"People in the capital will say that the Xiao family is abusing the elderly."
In the end, Xiao Qianshan was so angry that he was trembling all over and almost had to be carried onto the plane.
While only the Xiao family was making preparations in Lingnan, the entire capital was caught up in a frenzy of excitement surrounding the wedding.
[Ten years of raising her, three years of dating—this extraordinary romance between an older woman and a younger man has finally blossomed into marriage.]
The long-lost young master and the rich young lady—this pairing is so sweet it's making me swoon.
[The Xiao family of Lingnan and the Chu family of the capital city, two super families happily united.]
[The most extravagant wedding in Beijing in nearly a decade: the older sister bought a picture of an entire island to please her younger brother.]
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Weddings dominated the top three spots on Beijing's trending topics list, and seven out of the top ten topics were related to weddings.
A wedding of the century, attracting worldwide attention.
After detailed discussions, the following arrangements were decided upon for Xiao Wujie and Chu Liyue's wedding, which combined Chinese and Western styles:
Firstly, Xiao Wujie departed from Liyue Manor, the wedding ceremony was held at the Chu family's old residence, and the wedding venue was a private island in Haijing Bay.
Secondly, when Xiao Wujie was picking up the bride, the two wore traditional Chinese Tang suits, but when they went on stage, they wore wedding dresses and suits. The wedding ceremony was traditional Chinese, while the stage ceremony was Western.
Thirdly, the Liyue Manor and the Chu family's old residence are decorated in Chinese style, while the wedding is done in modern island style.
The night before the wedding arrived in the blink of an eye.
Since Xiao Wujie would be departing from Liyue Manor and the wedding ceremony would take place at the Chu family's old residence, he and Chu Liyue would naturally have to separate the night before the wedding.
He was making preparations for the wedding at the manor, while Chu Liyue was resting at the Chu family's old residence, needing to get up early to put on makeup.
In Chu Liyue's room, amidst the rising steam, Chu Liyue, wrapped in a bath towel, walked out of the bathroom barefoot.
She gently brushed her slightly damp long hair aside, then suddenly looked up and gazed out the window.
The next second, strands of silver light surged in, intertwining and converging to form a slender figure.
Xiao Wujie's figure appeared, his stunningly handsome face filled with grievance, his eyes overflowing with longing, and the corners of his eyes flashing with a clear and charming light.
The moment Chu Liyue chuckled and opened her arms, he suddenly bumped into her, burying his face in her neck as if suffering from a skin hunger, his chest nuzzling against hers, looking utterly aggrieved:
"Sister, I miss you so much."
Chu Liyue helped him lie down on the bed, held him in her arms, ran her fingers through his hair, and gently rubbed his head, her voice mature and doting:
"You miss me already after just one day?"
Xiao Wujie held her slender waist tightly, rested his head on her flat stomach, and gently kissed her sexy abs:
Is one day not enough?
"Besides, my sister has been busy preparing for her wedding these past few days and hasn't spent much time with me."
"I feel so sad that I can't see my sister. And when she says that, I feel even worse."
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