Chapter 42
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Wang Zhi went to the crew to shoot as usual every day. It was not until the day before the wedding that he asked the director for leave and then took Gao Bochong's private plane to the wedding scene.
Private! Flying! Plane!
Wang Zhi was reluctant to even buy a first-class ticket, but now he has upgraded to a private jet.
However, I heard from his secretary that Gao Bochong had prepared more than one private jet, which was specially used to pick up and drop off all the guests who received the invitations. The cost of this alone was very high.
But after getting off the plane, Wang Zhi realized that the plane was only the most insignificant part of the entire wedding.
Looking at the ancient castle with its tall spires, the magnificent crystal church that was hastily built for the wedding, and the flowers being pruned and grafted everywhere, Wang Zhi silently turned his eyes away, restraining himself from calculating how much money Gao Bochong had spent on this wedding.
It's impossible to calculate.
The secretary followed him and introduced them with a smile: "These flowers are all air-shipped from their place of origin, so their freshness is guaranteed. Tomorrow, your path will be covered with flowers, which is the best omen."
Wang Zhi still felt a little unreal. He always felt that although it was his own wedding and he had chosen and decided many things for it, he still felt like an outsider.
He nodded with a smile, but he wasn't very excited.
The secretary misunderstood and said with a smile, "President Gao has also arrived here, but the two of you cannot meet now."
Ahhh, the boss and his wife are so loving.
Is this what it means when you haven’t seen each other for a day, it feels like three years have passed?
"But everything will be fine tomorrow," the secretary said softly and considerately, "Tomorrow, you two will be a real couple. For the rest of your lives, no one will be able to separate you."
These were pleasant and auspicious words, but when Wang Zhi heard them, he felt a little nervous for no reason.
Am I really going to marry Gao Bochong like this?
He has always maintained a pessimistic attitude towards marriage. His father died early, but before his death, his relationship with his mother was not very good. It was only during the divorce discussions that his father died in an accident, which preserved the seemingly complete family.
Love will not always be fresh. A momentary heartbeat is like a shooting star. It is fleeting and eternal.
Therefore, Wang Zhi was not stingy in using his love as a bargaining chip to get what he wanted. He had tried his best to hook up with Gao Fengming at that time, but he had no plan to be with Gao Fengming until the end. Even if they were engaged, they would probably break up before officially getting married.
But he never expected that he and Gao Bo Chong would get married directly.
Wang Zhi pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "Yes, it will be tomorrow soon..."
His fear of marriage suddenly broke out one day before the wedding.
Suddenly I don’t want to get married anymoreqaq
But if I run away from the marriage now, Gao Bo Chong will hunt me down...
This is the real deal. You will be caught even if you run to the ends of the earth.
Walking aimlessly along the coastline, Wang Zhi held his shoes in one hand, looking at the endless waves in the distance, feeling very melancholy.
Suddenly someone called out to him, "Wang Zhi?"
Wang Zhi turned around and saw Feng Zheng standing there.
Wang Zhi was a little surprised: "Brother Feng?"
"It really is you." Feng Zheng still had that slightly gloomy face. He walked over and smiled. "Shouldn't the groom stay in the bridal chamber? Why did you run out?"
Because he was considering swimming across the Mediterranean Sea and back home.
Wang Zhi also smiled: "The room is too stuffy, come out and relax."
Feng Zheng stared at his bare feet. His toes sank slightly into the mud on the wet sand, yet they seemed even whiter, more like delicate jade. But Feng Zheng didn't see happiness on his face. Instead, he saw an inexplicable sense of bewilderment, as if this marriage wasn't something he truly desired.
Feng Zheng suddenly felt an impulse and asked indirectly, "At first I thought you were dating Gao Fengming, but I didn't expect you to end up marrying Mr. Gao."
Well, who says it isn't?
It would be great if I really married Gao Fengming, at least he wouldn't put so much pressure on me.
Although Gao Bo Chong has been very nice to him recently, Wang Zhi feels that this kindness is not eternal. Sooner or later, Gao Bo Chong will get tired of him, and then take back his kindness and become as cold and ruthless as when they first met.
What should I do then?
He can only live in a mansion and drive a luxury car with a monthly allowance of one million, and live like a resentful husband with tears all his life.
So sad.
But it’s actually not bad…
His mood suddenly became less bad, and Wang Zhi smiled and said, "It's not a misunderstanding. I did date Feng Ming before, but we broke up because we were not suitable."
Seeing him so calm and composed, Feng Zheng fell silent. Looking at Wang Zhi, the surging emotions in his heart surged like a dark sea.
The sea breeze was a little chilly, and Wang Zhi said, "Then I'll go back first..."
"Wang Zhi," Feng Zheng suddenly asked, "Do you love him?"
Wang Zhi didn't know who he was asking about and tried to pretend he hadn't heard, but Feng Zheng continued, "Are you willing to marry him?"
How can it not be voluntary?
After all, half a year ago in the hotel, it was me who broke into Gao Bochong's room, and in the corridor at the opening ceremony, it was me who asked Gao Bochong to hug me.
If I say it out loud, it will seem like I was deliberately planning to seduce Gao Bochong.
But why did Feng Zheng sound as if he was being robbed by Gao Bochong?
In defense of her financial sponsor, Wang Zhiyi said, "Of course I love him. I broke up with Feng Ming because I realized that the person I truly loved was Mr. Gao. Brother Feng, we've played so many other people's lives, and when it comes to my own life, of course I'll try my best to grasp it. Don't say such things again in the future. I don't want others to misunderstand my husband."
When he said this, his brow was cold and his tone was solemn, almost as if he was making a promise to the enshrined Son in front of a priest.
All the vague hopes Feng Zheng had in his heart were shattered, and in the end he could only say, "Sorry, I made a slip of the tongue."
"It's okay." Wang Zhi smiled. "I know you care about me. That's why I explained it to you clearly, Brother Feng. I learned a lot from you when we were filming together. You will always be the senior whom I admire and respect the most."
Just a senior.
Feng Zheng gave a bitter smile, but his fingertips seemed to still feel the slightly wrinkled script, which was filled with handsome notes. The sunlight was bright, and the young man in the car had a sweet smile, like a tangerine. His heart was moved, and it turned out that a long time had passed.
Wang Zhi had already walked away.
Why is Brother Feng acting weird today?
But after hearing what Feng Zheng said, her fear of marriage disappeared because Wang Zhi had convinced herself.
Yes! I'm rich and powerful, and my husband is handsome. Although the hardware is a bit incompatible, when I think about six months ago, I'm still very happy.
If you calculate carefully, aren’t you making money?
Why are you still being so pretentious here!
Wang Zhi was not the type to dwell on trivial matters. After a moment of internal friction, he immediately corrected himself, walked briskly across the beach, and returned to his luxurious room.
He saw that the bathtub in the bathroom could massage, and there were more than a dozen kinds of bath additives. She wanted to wash herself smelling good so that she could charm Gao Bo Chong to death in bed tomorrow!
In a certain direction behind him, Gao Bochong withdrew his gaze and looked at Feng Zheng who was still standing on the beach in a daze, and couldn't help sneering.
Because he was far away, he did not hear clearly what Feng Zheng and Wang Zhi were saying, but he could guess that it was nothing more than the stupid talk of those infatuated men and women. After Wang Zhi left, he was so distraught, which meant that no matter what he said, Wang Zhi must have rejected it.
How dare he try to kidnap his wife on the eve of his wedding? He really doesn't know what's happening.
But... he was a friend invited by Wang Zhi.
Even though he was unhappy, Gao Bochong was still willing to give face to Wang Zhi's friend. He looked at Feng Zheng as if he was looking at a loser. In addition to displeasure, he also felt a secret sense of pride.
Wang Zhi is his.
This is one thing that no one can change.
The more people fight for it, the more it proves that his decision to strike first is correct.
Tomorrow, they will exchange rings in front of everyone, kiss each other on the lips, and then become husband and wife.
And these people will bear witness.
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As the sky gradually brightened, the lawn specially laid out for the wedding was still brightly lit, and the staff were still busy making the final arrangements for the wedding venue.
Leng Nayan yawned and stood on the terrace, gazing enviously at the wedding scene in the distance.
He didn't sleep well that night, his mind full of envy for Wang Zhi's good life, especially when he saw the cathedral built and decorated with glass and crystal, his envy reached its peak.
What a beautiful church! I heard that Gao Bo Chong specially hired a designer, who worked day and night regardless of the cost, to complete it before the wedding. Even the priest, who had a high status, was specially invited from the Vatican to be the witness of their wedding.
At around nine o'clock, Leng Neyan dressed up and went to the church. The wedding was to start at eleven o'clock, but by this time, many people had already walked in hand in hand in neatly dressed. Leng Neyan looked around, imagining that some big shot at the wedding would take a fancy to him, but he saw a somewhat familiar face.
"Xu Bai." Jiang Xu Bai looked over at him. Leng Ne Yan quickened his pace and ran over. "You actually know Wang Zhi too."
Leng Neyan and Jiang Xubai had worked with the same agent before, so they were considered to be from the same school. However, Leng Neyan had never expected that Jiang Xubai also knew Wang Zhi.
Jiang Xubai smiled slightly: "We are from the same company."
They are all Dingyu’s.
Leng Neyan became envious again and was silent for a moment.
Jiang Xubai and he were not in the mood to chat, and as they walked into the church, Leng Ne Yanqing couldn't help but exclaim "Ah".
The church is like one carved out of ice and snow, with a very high dome. On the four sides of the stained glass, there are not ordinary images of the Virgin Mary and the Son of God, but only two figures walking together. Every picture is so loving and sweet that one can't help but sigh, what a perfect couple.
The flowers around are mainly white, scattered all over the church. It looks like a holy place made up of gems and flowers in mythology, quietly waiting for the arrival of its owner.
Leng Neyan didn't dare to take a step. After hesitating for a while, he found his voice: "It's so beautiful... This must be very expensive."
"yes."
Jiang Xubai looked up at the stained glass. Today was a sunny day with bright sunshine. The sunlight fell from the ocean to the earth, shining through the bright colors, emitting a dazzling light. Even through the sunglasses, Jiang Xubai still felt a little stinging in his eyes, but he could see that every piece of glass was painted with Wang Zhi.
He always thought that Wang Zhi and Gao Fengming being together was a mistake, and this mistake would end sooner or later.
He added Wang Zhi as a friend, waiting for Wang Zhi to become single again.
He is willing to accompany Wang Zhi and comfort her. If Wang Zhi is willing, he can also take over Gao Fengming's care of Wang Zhi. Since childhood, Jiang Xubai's eye problems have made him choose to lie dormant more often, patiently waiting for the opportunity to come.
But when Wang Zhi left Gao Fengming, Jiang Xubai discovered that there were already people watching him with even more covetous eyes.
"His husband must love him very much."
Jiang Xubai wanted to sigh, but he couldn't bear to do anything bad at Wang Zhi's wedding. He hoped that Wang Zhi could be happy, even though such happiness was not given by him...
Maybe I can't give him this happiness.
Gao Bochong is really too rich.
Jiang Xubai smiled bitterly. He always thought that money was a very vulgar thing, but it turned out that some beautiful things could only be better protected by money.
Leng Neyan didn't understand Jiang Xubai's complicated mood. He just thought he was boring and didn't talk. Seeing the director and assistant director sitting in the back rows, Leng Neyan hurried over to greet them: "Director Cheng, Director Huang, why are you sitting in the back? Isn't the front empty?"
The director quickly waved his hand: "It's nice to sit here."
Leng Neyan thought the director was too low-key, but he couldn't say anything, so he just sat in such an inconspicuous place. After a while, more and more people came, and Leng Neyan finally understood why the director was so low-key.
Because I don't deserve it.
Seeing those faces that he had only seen in the top magazines and the most formal TV channels appear here one after another, Leng Nayan was completely speechless.
A lot of big guys...
They all came to attend Wang Zhi's wedding? !
It is no exaggeration to say that if someone sets fire to this place now, the entire financial world will be destroyed and half of the official world will be gone.
If it weren't for Wang Zhi, a small star like me in the entertainment industry would not be qualified to be here.
But Leng Neyan did not dare to be jealous, for fear that his emotions would be revealed and seen by others.
Gao Bo Chong seemed to be completely bewitched by Wang Zhi. Such a grand wedding was usually held with only the closest friends and relatives, and the wedding was as low-key as possible. But for Wang Zhi, Gao Bo Chong not only invited a bunch of bigwigs from the business world, but also many people from the entertainment industry!
Do you love me that much?
Leng Neyan thought angrily.
Wang Zhizhen is a natural-born vixen.
But Leng Neyan dared not speak out his anger, and could only whisper: "It's nice to sit here..."
The good thing is that I won’t be kicked out.
Leng Neyan felt uncomfortable all over and couldn't help thinking that even if she was loved by a man like that, it probably wouldn't be perfect. After all, Qi Da was not her equal, and Wang Zhi might have suffered a lot of grievances in private.
As he was thinking, he suddenly heard someone whisper, "Gao Bochong is here!"
Gao Bochong had already walked onto the stage. He was wearing a black three-piece suit, with two flowers tucked into his chest: a rose and an iris. The rose symbolized love, and the iris symbolized power. Now, they were twisted together, succumbing to his chest.
However, the lines of his eyebrows were so cold and oppressive that people ignored his handsomeness and could only feel his aura of a person in power at the top of the pyramid.
No one knows better than Leng Neyan how intimidating Gao Bocong's aura is. Just one look at him from afar makes people feel that no one should approach him.
But at this moment, there was actually a smile on his lips.
At eleven o'clock sharp, the wedding officially began.
All the guests were seated, the audience was star-studded and filled with bigwigs, but Gao Bochong did not look at anyone. He just stared at the church door, and outside the church, Wang Zhizheng walked in.
The red carpet under his feet was piled with flowers, and every step he took was truly a blooming scene. Wang Zhi was not nervous at first, but when he was stared at by everyone, his heartbeat still accelerated involuntarily.
He tried hard to look straight ahead and saw Gao Bochong on the stage looking at him.
The red carpet was neither too long nor too short, enough for Wang Zhi to see clearly that the smile on Gao Bochong's face was not very deep, but compared to his usual smile, it was obvious that he was in a good mood.
At least my husband is looking forward to our wedding.
This was good news, and for some reason, Wang Zhi's mood improved.
He quickened his pace slightly, and walked into the gate with hanging flowers from the shadow cast by the tall church.
There were flowers everywhere: roses, peonies, cornflowers, and countless fragrances were floating in the air. Wang Zhi was wearing a black dress of the same color as Gao Bocong, but the shirt underneath was more complicated in style. The lace on the cuffs covered Wang Zhi's fingertips, and the collar was adorned with pearls, making it look elegant and gorgeous.
Wang Zhi's hair was combed back, revealing his long, dark eyebrows. His eyes also seemed to be dyed by water, dark and soft, and bright like twinkling stardust.
When he walked into the sight, no matter who they were, they subconsciously held their breath, as if they were afraid of disturbing a beautiful dream, and he was the most grand existence in the dream, far more dazzling and brilliant than flowers and jewels.
Amid the melodious and graceful orchestral music, Gao Bochong watched Wang Zhi walk towards him.
He felt that there was no difference in his expression, but the heartbeat in his chest was out of his control. It was beating fast and hard, hitting his sternum again and again, almost causing a deep pain. He wanted Gao Bochong to know that he was not dreaming.
As in the original rehearsal, Gao Bochong didn't need to move. He just needed to stand quietly and wait for Wang Zhi to walk up to him.
But when Wang Zhi was about to come over, Gao Bochong couldn't help himself. He walked down the stairs, strode to Wang Zhi, and held Wang Zhi's hand tightly.
The sunlight was bright, and Wang Zhi's face was incredibly beautiful.
Gao Bo Chong has always been calm and self-controlled, but at this moment, he suddenly felt sweat on his palms. He could only hold his hands tighter to avoid losing Wang Zhi.
Wang Zhi felt a little pain from his grip, but he still obediently let him hold him, smiling brightly and calling him softly, "Big Brother."
The melodious music and the deafening applause suddenly turned into a blank busy tone. In Gao Bochong's eyes, at this moment, the next moment, and countless moments thereafter, only Wang Zhi was left.
He is... so beautiful.
He had clearly seen the dress before, and he had accompanied Wang Zhi to try it on, but when he actually arrived at the wedding, Gao Bochong only vaguely felt as if he was seeing Wang Zhi for the first time.
The blood was like magma, with sparks rushing in and boiling along the blood vessels.
He wants to get Wang Zhi.
He ripped open his collar, stripped off the fabric covering his skin. He made Wang Zhi kneel before him, his lips unable to close, only allowing saliva to flow down his smooth, small chin, choking and coughing until tears filled his eyes. He wanted Wang Zhi to cry out his name, and even if Wang Zhi begged him, he would not let her go easily...
But what he wanted more was that Wang Zhiyong would always be within his reach.
Just them, just each other.
The marriage certificate they had already received was like a vow and a chain, binding the two of them together deeply.
He has got Wang Zhi!
This may be the proudest moment in his life.
His gaze was so hot that Wang Zhi couldn't help but lower his head, put his fingers on Gao Bochong's wrist, and felt his intense pulse.
It seems that Gao Bochong is as nervous as himself.
After all, it’s the first time for both of them.
Wang Zhisheng felt a sense of sympathy, and interlocked his fingers with Gao Bochong's. Gao Bochong held his fingers tightly, as if afraid that he would escape.
How could I possibly do such a thing!
——Although I had this plan last night.
But it was just a spur of the moment decision.
Wang Zhi smiled at Gao Bochong in a friendly manner and stood with him in front of the priest.
The huge statue of the Virgin Mary stands quietly, with her brows lowered, gazing at the world.
In front of such a behemoth, one always feels insignificant. Wang Zhi looked away and heard the priest ask Gao Bochong: "Mr. Gao Bochong, are you willing to be Mr. Wang Zhi's partner, and love and respect him forever, no matter in sickness or health, in wealth or poverty?"
This was a very formal line, but Wang Zhi wanted to laugh a little, so he bit his lip quickly and heard Gao Bochong's solemn reply: "I do."
The priest asked, "Mr. Wang Zhi, are you willing to marry Mr. Gao Bochong and always love and respect him, no matter in sickness or health, in wealth or poverty?"
This is a lifelong vow.
Although she knew that their marriage might not last long, Wang Zhi's heartbeat quickened under Gao Bochong's gaze, and her voice trembled as she answered, "I do."
He is willing.
Because Gao Bochong is his best choice.
Also, he didn't hate Gao Bochong.
Does not hating mean liking it?
Wang Zhi was a little dazed.
The statue of the Virgin Mary was still compassionate and holy, and it seemed that all thoughts were exposed in front of her, but even Wang Zhi himself did not understand why his heart was so excited.
The priest announced: "Now, in the name of God, I declare that you are officially married. Please exchange rings as a token of your love."
Behind him, someone handed over a ring. Wang Zhi took it, lowered his head and put it on Gao Bochong's finger. He moved quickly and completed the procedure neatly.
Gao Bochong also held his hand and saw an inch of snow-white lace exposed under the cuffs of the dress. This bit of white made Wang Zhi's hand look even more slender and white, as if it carried a fragrance, and was almost transparent in the sunlight.
Gao Bochong saw those vague, obscure yet jealous eyes in the audience falling on him, coveting his luck.
With the corners of his lips slightly raised, Gao Bochong put the ring on Wang Zhi's finger. When the ring was pushed to the bottom, it was like the fangs of a beast, deeply embedded in the throat of the prey.
No one can take it away anymore.
Countless white doves were thrown into the air and flew towards the blue sky. Daytime fireworks bloomed on the transparent roof of the church. Countless drones dropped flowers, and the symphony orchestra performed a magnificent piece of music live.
Without waiting for the priest to announce that he could kiss his partner, Gao Bochong stepped forward, put his arms around Wang Zhi's waist, and kissed her deeply.
Wang Zhi subconsciously kissed him back and felt Gao Bochong's teeth biting her lower lip.
It's not light or heavy, it hurts a little, but it's more of a declaration.
It wasn’t their first kiss, but it was their first kiss in front of so many people. Wang Zhi’s face turned red and she was a little speechless.
Why did Gao Bochong bite him?
Wang Zhi secretly glared at Gao Bochong, but he happened to see it. Wang Zhi was caught and became nervous, but Gao Bochong frowned and whispered in his ear: "Don't worry. There's plenty of time in the evening."
Wang Zhi: ...
No, who is anxious?
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