When Yang Yajing came out of the cabin again, it proved Yu Ning's saying that "clothes make the man".
Her long white dress flowed gracefully, the chiffon ruffles and irregularly layered hem moving nimbly with each step.
Her naturally loose princess-style hair was styled with long, loose curls, and her bangs were curled into long V-shapes, which accentuated her delicate face shape.
The pearl necklace and earrings exude understated elegance, while the light pearl purple makeup makes her skin appear even fairer—a shade that only those with cool-toned fair skin can pull off.
The moment Yu Ning led Yang Yajing onto the deck, Yang Yajing realized that she might have been tricked by this group of old and young people.
In the two hours since then, the cruise ship has sailed into international waters.
Against the backdrop of a clear blue sky and shimmering sea, white, pink, and lilac balloons filled the deck.
Strings of roses and rose bushes hung on the fence, and various lilies and tulips were displayed on a small table around the perimeter.
Everyone formed a semicircle, with Zhou Pengfei, dressed in a silver-gray suit, standing in the center.
"What are you doing?" Yang Yajing turned to ask Yu Ning.
"Your boyfriend has a question for you." Yu Ning covered her mouth with a mischievous smile, then let go of Yang Yajing and joined the crowd.
At that moment, a piano piece began to play. Yang Yajing recognized it as her favorite piece and gave Wang Bingjing a thumbs-up.
Zhou Pengfei stared straight at Yang Yajing, his surprise mixed with a sweet smile.
He slowly stepped forward, reached out and took Yang Yajing's hand, leading her to the center position that Song Qi had highlighted with lights.
Song Qi reflexively shouted "Action!" Afterward, he scratched his head sheepishly, "Hehe! Occupational hazard, occupational hazard! You guys carry on! Don't mind me!"
This little anecdote was just right, and the atmosphere on set suddenly became more relaxed.
Zhou Pengfei smiled at Yang Yajing and lifted her small hand that he was holding: "Yang Yajing, many years ago I ate the instant noodles that Boss Xia gave me, and I was fortunate enough to hold your hand. From today onwards, I hope that we can not only hold hands, but also grow old together."
Yang Yajing had roughly guessed this setup and decorations a few minutes earlier. She looked at Zhou Pengfei with a smile, then turned to look at the elders standing in the crowd.
Seeing the kind smiles of the elders and the excited expressions of the two ladies, Yang Yajing knew that these old children had also participated.
"Yang Yajing, shall we get married?" Zhou Pengfei looked at Yang Yajing expectantly, while also acting coquettishly and shamelessly, "I've decided on you for the rest of my life, have pity on me? Don't let me be a bachelor forever?"
"Pfft!" Yang Yajing laughed. "My fiancé is getting better and better at witty banter!"
"Your family..." Zhou Pengfei was used to Yang Yajing calling him "my boyfriend," so he didn't immediately react to her change of address.
But less than two seconds later, Zhou Pengfei suddenly grinned from ear to ear, picked up Yang Yajing, and spun her around!
"Ah! I don't have to be a bachelor anymore! I'm getting married! I have a wife! Yang Yajing, I love you to death!"
The crowd cheered and clapped, and Yang Yajing giggled. Yang Guohua and Xia Changlong shook hands.
Sylvia Chang and Mrs. Xia embraced each other, wiping away tears. These two women seemed even more emotional than the newlyweds.
When Zhou Pengfei finally put the person down, his friends began their own activities.
Yu Yue was the first to rush up and hand Yang Yajing a bright red rose: "Yang Yajing, Zhou Pengfei! May your lives be prosperous! My sweet little story will rely on you two as templates! Hahahaha!"
"Little rascal!" Yang Yajing tapped Yu Yue's cheek.
Chen Jiaoyun wasn't going to back down either, handing over a blue rose: "Yang Yajing, you've always been different. I've watched you two grow up! Remember to let me be your bridesmaid at your wedding! Otherwise... hmph!"
"Get out of the way!" Quan Wukang shoved Chen Jiaoyun aside. "What a fine day! And now you're resorting to threats?"
After saying this, Quan Wukang handed over the fragrant lilies in his hand: "Yang Yajing, Zhou Pengfei, I can only live a life of luxury because of you. I wish you a long and happy marriage, and may your lives be as fragrant as these lilies!"
“Yang Yajing, we met through a CD. This bellflower may be silent, but it'll do, right? If not, I can sing a song for your wedding. I can sing quite well!” Bian Xiaoming said, patting Zhou Pengfei on the shoulder. “Right, brother?”
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In this way, everyone received a flower and a personalized blessing, and Yang Yajing soon found her hands overflowing with flowers.
"These flowers are so heavy!" Yang Yajing laughed. "But everyone's blessings are even heavier. Because of all of you, I can be my Yang Yajing and hold Zhou Pengfei tightly... Shall we all continue to stick together?"
When Yang Yajing jokingly said that, all the young people swarmed around them, hugging the two of them tightly.
Yang Yajing was relieved. In her previous life, she had no friends except Yu Yue. At 36, she was all alone, secretly watching Zhou Pengfei.
In this life, before she's even 26, she already has so many genuine friends, and the family members she unfortunately missed in her previous life by her side...
She looked up at the sky, thanking God for giving her a second chance at life, allowing her to change her life and live as herself.
After the young people finished their merriment, the elders stepped forward to offer their blessings.
But that's not all.
Xia Changlong whispered in Yang Yajing's ear, "Daughter, save me later?"
Upon hearing Xia Changlong's words, Yang Yajing knew he was about to reveal her identity. She glanced at Xia Changlong, then at Madam Xia, and gave him a knowing look.
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