The moment Shuyi looked into her eyes in the mirror, she almost didn't recognize herself.
To make it easier to try on clothes, her hair was skillfully styled into a bun, with a delicate hairpin inserted at the back of her head, its light pendant dangling behind her ear, looking fresh and charming.
The wedding dress he was wearing fit him too well and perfectly matched her aesthetic sense, making it impossible for Shu Yi not to have doubts.
How much did Zhang Youye do behind her back for this wedding?
I spent half a day trying on dresses at the Zhang family garden, but I couldn't find one that I liked.
When Zhang Youye entered the room, he glanced at the formal wear that was almost covering the floor, and heard from the group that none of them were satisfactory. So he decided to let them go back to the room to rest.
It wasn't until the last night before leaving the garden, when he dropped Shuyi off at the gate of her ancestral home, that Zhang Youye spoke to her.
"A new batch will be delivered tomorrow. You can have Ruoning and the others help you choose then."
When he thought about saying this to her, Zhang Youye remained calm and composed, but the beauty in the mirror suddenly burst into laughter, her joy evident in her eyes and brows.
"As expected, my husband understands my preferences best."
"Hmm." With her unique sense as a designer, Li Ruoning nodded repeatedly as she looked in the mirror. "Seeing you dressed like this has given me inspiration. When I get back, I'm going to enter the formal wear industry too. In the future, when either of you gets married, I'll personally design the perfect dress for you."
"Okay, okay, Sister Ning, I trust your impeccable taste, I'll definitely be your first customer."
The support from the adorable Su Yu made the two exchange a smile. Reflected in the mirror, Shu Yi looked at Shu Qianxin's envious expression and turned around to meet her gaze.
"Qianxin, what do you think?"
Shu Qianxin was taken aback when Shu Yi took the initiative to ask for her opinion, and then nodded.
At this moment, Shu Qianxin seemed to finally understand her brother's heart.
There really is such a woman in the world, perfect, pure, and incomparably beautiful.
And then I asked.
Who wouldn't be tempted by a woman like this?
Without any selfish motives, discarding all emotional trivialities, at this moment, only the word "blessing" fills my heart.
"She's so beautiful, Second Sister, she's really so beautiful."
"Seeing you come out of there, I finally understand what the awe-inspiring sight of a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe truly means. This wedding dress really suits you. Second sister, on your wedding day, you will definitely be the most beautiful woman in the world."
...
Three days later.
The wedding day was on the seventh day of the first lunar month.
All the surprises are ready.
Last night, close to midnight.
This grand wedding, which is poised to impact the world, quickly topped the trending searches online, taking the number one spot.
I paid no attention to the online discussions about the wedding, as I was too excited to sleep all night.
As dawn broke, Zhang Youye struggled to get out of bed.
This damn rule has meant he hasn't seen his wife for three days.
Three days apart felt like an eternity.
Filled with resentment, Zhang Youye entered the bathroom, picked up a toothbrush, and the bathroom door was pushed open behind him.
"You're awake? I thought you wouldn't sleep all night."
Holding the modified suit in his hand, Zhang Huaiyi raised his hand to push up the gold trim on the bridge of his nose and gave instructions.
"Everyone is ready. Hurry up and wash up. I'll let them in when you're done."
...
After washing up, I sat on the sofa on the first floor.
While waiting for Zhang Huaiyi to welcome him into the house, Zhang Youye closed his eyes, letting the makeup artist meticulously style his hair, while Zhang Ningying's instructions echoed in his ears.
"Our Yuno has a good foundation, so she doesn't need heavy makeup."
Wedding customs are indeed complicated. Zhang Youye thought with his eyes closed, no wonder Shu Yi only wanted to have a destination wedding in the first place.
From picking up the bride to welcoming her, to the wedding banquet, and finally the wedding night festivities.
It appears to have only four steps.
Unfortunately, each of these four steps is extremely difficult when taken out of context.
The family confidants who came to attend the wedding were entertained by Zhang Ningying's father and second uncle, just like Zhang Huaiyi.
As dawn broke, he bustled about in his villa.
After the costume designer and makeup artist finished getting everything ready, the auspicious time for leaving home arrived quickly.
After greeting his good brothers who came to congratulate him, Zhang Youye couldn't help but give Lu Kechen some advice.
"When we get to the site, you must pay attention to the details for me and make sure there are no mistakes."
"Don't worry." Lu Kechen nodded. "Hurry up and don't miss the auspicious time. Shuyi is waiting for you."
Under the watchful eyes of his father, Zhang Jinnan, who had tears in his eyes, Zhang Youye took Shuyi's favorite pink rose, stepped out of the house at the auspicious moment, and got into the Rolls-Royce.
The wedding procession quickly left the garden and headed towards the Shu family's ancestral home. Along the way, Zhang Youye glanced out the window.
To give Shuyi the most perfect wedding, he planted her favorite pink roses all over the city.
The romance of being enveloped in pink roses not only amazed netizens but also the city itself.
Looking around at the Rose City specially built for Shu Yi, Zhang Youye was once again reminded of the first time he saw Shu Yi and felt his heart flutter.
At that moment, his heart felt as if it had been gently brushed by a soft feather, and his heartbeat skipped a beat.
It was love at first sight.
Then, a dense, tingling sensation began to surge through his limbs and bones, but he remained motionless, stunned in the carriage, gazing at her graceful figure, his despicable heart easily captivated.
[Wife, I miss you so much, wait for me.] After sending the message, Zhang Youye put away his phone.
Seeing the groom's tender expression in the rearview mirror, Uncle Wu smiled and said, "Young master, we're almost there."
Soon, the convoy arrived at the ancestral home at the auspicious time.
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