Chapter 137 Wedding
The Huo family's private estate in northern Beijing was under tight security today, yet bustling with activity.
A dreamlike wedding venue was set up on a vast, lush green lawn.
Countless white daisies and blue-purple irises are cleverly woven into a huge flower waterfall and archway. On both sides of the winding flower path, there are scattered breathing flowers, like a galaxy that has fallen to earth.
The venue was decorated in deep starry blue and pure white, creating a luxurious yet romantic atmosphere, with every detail showcasing meticulous attention to detail.
What attracts guests' attention the most is undoubtedly the dessert area that occupies an entire wall.
All kinds of exquisite desserts, from macarons to mousse cakes, are all made into plump and cute strawberry shapes, bright red and juicy, exuding an enticing sweet aroma.
Almost all the prominent figures in northern Beijing were present, their elegant attire and clinking glasses creating a lively atmosphere, yet they were all merely accompaniments to this grand wedding.
The atmosphere in the bride's dressing room was filled with a sweet yet tense feeling.
Ruan Yao sat in front of the dressing table, wearing a wedding dress custom-made for her by a world-renowned designer.
The designer cleverly used layers of light gauze and lace, and made exquisite pleats at the waistline, which perfectly concealed her slightly protruding belly due to pregnancy.
Adorned with countless tiny diamonds, the sheer fabric sparkled with her movements, making her appear pure and beautiful, like an elf under the moonlight.
"My God, Yaoyao, you look absolutely stunning today!"
Jiang Tangtang clicked her tongue in amazement, circling around Ruan Yao again and again, marveling at her beauty.
"This is more extravagant than a princess's wedding. Huo Yanzhi is afraid that people won't know he's married a treasure."
As she spoke, she leaned close to Ruan Yao's ear with a mischievous grin.
"You can't even run away with the ball now, you're completely trapped."
"What do you mean by dribbling?"
Ruan Yao's cheeks flushed even hotter. She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, feeling the new life growing there, and her heart softened.
The other bridesmaid, Lin Weiwei, stood quietly to the side, watching everything unfold before her, her eyes slightly moist.
She was wearing an expensive bridesmaid dress, and it all felt like an unreal dream to her.
It was the Ruan family that gave her a new life, and Ruan Yao even allowed her to stand here as a close friend, witnessing her happiest moment.
"Yaoyao, you must be happy," Lin Weiwei said sincerely as she stepped forward.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the groom's dressing room on the other side was much more "exciting".
Huo Yanzhi wore a well-tailored black haute couture suit, which made his figure appear even taller and more slender.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze passing through the crowd, looking towards the direction of the bride's dressing room. His usually composed face was now filled with undisguised eagerness.
"Brother-in-law, your neck is practically stretched out like a giraffe's."
Ruan Sheng sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a glass of champagne, and spoke in a nonchalant manner.
"Don't panic, my sister can't possibly run away."
Gu Huai chimed in from the side, his face full of ill intent.
"Yanzhi, you've truly become a Ninja Turtle who's achieved enlightenment, a model of unrequited love! How about you give a lecture sometime and share your experience with us guys?"
Huo Yanzhi ignored their teasing, simply straightened his bow tie, and glanced at his watch again.
There are still ten minutes until the auspicious time.
Those ten minutes felt like an eternity.
Ruan Sheng put down his wine glass, stood up, walked to Huo Yanzhi, and unusually put away his cynical expression.
He reached out and patted Huo Yanzhi's shoulder heavily.
"Huo Yanzhi, I'm entrusting our family's most precious son to you."
He spoke with a stern face, each word spoken with utmost seriousness.
"If you dare to treat my sister or my unborn nephew or niece badly, I, Ruan Sheng, will be the first to object, you hear me?"
Although he was making harsh remarks, the genuine blessing and smile deep in his eyes could not be hidden.
Huo Yanzhi met his gaze and nodded solemnly.
"rest assured."
Two words, steady and powerful, resounding and clear.
The guests were all seated on the lawn.
The elders of the Huo and Ruan families sat in the front row, watching the grand and perfect wedding ceremony. Everyone's face was filled with heartfelt pride and joy.
Ye Mei and Su Wanqing, the two mothers, had been smiling non-stop since morning.
Old Master Huo sat upright in his armchair, his dragon-headed cane polished to a shine, and his usually dignified eyes were filled with a gentle light.
Qin Feng, as the wedding's chief steward, was holding a walkie-talkie, methodically directing everything on site.
He looked towards the groom's dressing room in the distance, then at the flower hall where the bride was about to walk out, and the weight that had been hanging over his heart finally lifted completely.
The boss and the girl he's been longing for are finally going to have a happy ending.
The melodious wedding march began to play.
The entire room fell silent instantly.
All eyes were focused on the end of the flower-lined path.
Dressed in a sharp suit, with slightly reddened eyes, Ruan Minghui led his beloved daughter, step by step, through the fallen petals, as they slowly walked towards him.
Ruan Yao, holding her father's arm, gazed at the other end of the red carpet through her hazy veil.
Huo Yanzhi was standing there.
The black tuxedo made him look like a god, his figure as upright as a pine tree.
He stood there quietly, his deep eyes piercing through the crowd and across the distance, fixed firmly on her.
Inside, there is a deep affection that could drown a person, a longing and yearning that spans two lifetimes.
Ruan Yao's heart skipped a beat.
Everything around her seemed to become a void, and in her world, only he remained.
The red carpet, though only a few dozen meters long, felt to Ruan Minghui like a lifetime had passed.
Scenes flashed through my mind: my daughter babbling as a baby, going to school for the first time with her little backpack, running around the house in her princess dress...
The little princess he raised with his own hands is about to be handed over to another man.
Finally, he walked up to Huo Yanzhi.
Looking at the impeccable young man before her, whose demeanor and abilities were both impeccable, Ruan Minghui solemnly placed his daughter's slightly cool hand into his warm, dry palm.
"I'm entrusting her to you."
Ruan Minghui's voice carried a barely perceptible sob.
"Yanzhi, take good care of her, and also our...grandson."
"Dad, don't worry."
Huo Yanzhi held Ruan Yao's hand tightly, as if he were holding the whole world in his hands.
He solemnly made a promise to Nguyen Minh Hue.
"Dad, I will."
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