The sky was exquisitely blue.
A gentle breeze stirred her pure white wedding dress and his crisp white shirt.
Everyone had long guessed that Yan Xinxin’s beauty would be a perfect match for Mo Chuxi, but no one expected her to exude such breathtaking splendor!
She stood at the end of the red carpet. Even in flats, she didn’t pale in height standing next to Mo Chuxi—in fact, they complemented each other perfectly!
The regal-style wedding gown hugged Yan Xinxin’s slender and delicate figure.
The flowing veil of tulle draped over her fragrant shoulders, perfectly framing her elegant collarbones.
The delicate butterfly-shaped bones on her back, like miniature wings, seemed tucked beneath her soft, fair skin, echoed beautifully by the butterfly-wing-shaped translucent fabric at her waist.
The train of the gown flowed in graceful waves behind her, extending a full two meters. Tiny, intricate silver threads, embroidered by hand, shimmered brilliantly under the sunlight.
Her long black hair was styled into a fresh, simple updo, with a soft white veil pinned elegantly at the back. Atop her head glittered a dazzling crown encrusted with exquisite diamonds.
Yan Xinxin stood serenely, poised against the breeze.
Her delicate features, like a painting come to life, were as if immortalized in the frame of a timeless masterpiece!
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Many young men in the crowd couldn’t help but feel their hearts race at the sight of her.
Even Xiao Yize and Sheng Yehan, both groomsmen, were astounded by how stunning Yan Xinxin looked today. But while Sheng Yehan’s admiration was purely appreciative, Xiao Yize’s gaze lingered with regret and nostalgia.
The ceremony was about to begin.
The guests all took their seats one by one.
Yan Xinxin saw Yang Guoping walking toward her, dressed in a suit with an expression both stern and affectionate.
Yang Guoping looked particularly spirited today. Following the officiant’s instructions, he took Yan Xinxin’s hand and placed it into the hand of the man waiting beside him.
Many young women in the audience teared up.
Mo Chuxi’s allure and charisma were even more striking than usual today!
The suit he wore as the groom and the bow tie he donned seemed designed specifically for him!
In the sunlight, his chiseled features radiated a natural nobility and refined elegance that seeped from his very bones.
Though his expression remained distant and aloof, the soft warmth that gently touched his brow evoked jealousy and admiration from all the women present!
As Yang Guoping placed Yan Xinxin’s hand in Mo Chuxi’s, the moment he clasped her hand, a sense of unprecedented responsibility and fulfillment welled up within him.
Yan Xinxin glanced up at him, her pure and radiant face blooming with a smile. The dimples on her cheeks deepened, revealing her overflowing happiness and joy.
She let her gaze sweep the crowd of seated guests, catching sight of Mu Jingheng and Ning Zitong, which reassured her. She then rested her hand naturally on Mo Chuxi’s arm, following his measured pace as they walked down the red carpet toward their sacred destination.
Little Chenxi and Yan Chenxi trailed behind them, scattering flower petals, creating a fragrant path that seemed filled with sweetness.
Every step Mo Chuxi took with his tall and imposing frame carried the air of a ruler surveying his realm. Yan Xinxin, completely free of shyness, followed gracefully, her lips curved in a radiant smile.
If he was the king, then she was undoubtedly his queen!
Soon, they arrived at the solemn altar.
Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi stood before the priest, preparing to exchange their vows.
The priest looked at them with a kind expression and began reciting his blessings.
Yan Xinxin listened intently, her heart beating in a light and joyful rhythm.
Mo Chuxi, however, didn’t pay much attention to the priest’s words. His gaze quietly fell on Yan Xinxin’s gentle and beautiful profile.
After today, she could no longer escape him.
Their wedding was being broadcast to the entire world. Yan Xinxin was destined to be his, no matter what the future held.
"Now, it is time for the couple to exchange their vows,"
the priest said with a warm smile, turning to Mo Chuxi.
"Groom, Mo Chuxi, as you take the hand of bride Yan Xinxin and step into the sacred sanctuary of marriage, will you, no matter in poverty or wealth, health or sickness, care for her, cherish her, love her, and understand her... for a lifetime, for eternity? Do you vow this?"