The church was abuzz with talk about the runaway bride. The Lu family was a prominent household; such an incident would inevitably damage their reputation.
"Son! Where the hell did that woman go?! I told you back then, don't marry someone so unstable! Look, now it's turned into a joke! How can our Lu family maintain face with this?"
Lu Jinxin tightened his jaw without responding, his gaze focused in the distance, just in time to see the butler approaching, distress written all over his face: "Young Master... we couldn't find her."
Lu Jinxin's expression remained unchanged, as if he had anticipated this outcome. Yet remembering it still brought a pang of disappointment.
Mother Lu sighed anxiously: "What should we do now?! All the guests are here, and now we're canceling the wedding?"
Lu Jinxin's gaze suddenly fixed in a direction, and he started to walk that way.
In an instant, everyone in the church turned their eyes to the entrance. A sleek, iron-grey Rolls-Royce Ghost pulled smoothly to a stop by the church gates, a powerful and noble presence commanding everyone's attention.
The car door slowly opened, and a polished black leather shoe touched the ground. A man, nearly six feet three inches tall, stepped out, exuding an imposing aura.
Shen Yanchen casually slammed the car door shut and strode through the crowd, heading directly toward Lu Jinxin, with He Ye trailing obediently behind.
Lu Jinxin spoke first: "Where is she?"
Shen Yanchen's voice, colder than his, replied: "You can proceed with the wedding, but the bride cannot be her."
Lu Jinxin sneered: "Are you determined to oppose me?"
"You could see it that way."
"Don't forget we still have a partnership."
Beside them, He Ye's eyes widened, whispering a reminder: "Brother Chen, it's hundreds of billions!"
Shen Yanchen appeared unaffected, "I came merely to inform you, stay away from her. As for the rest, you may continue." With that, he turned to leave.
He Ye could only follow in embarrassment, wondering who that woman was to make Brother Chen so protective.
Once Shen Yanchen left, Lady Lu hurried forward to ask: "Young Master Shen, did he say anything? Does he have news of that woman?"
Lu Jinxin turned to her, offering no detailed explanation: "The wedding is canceled."
"Canceled?! You've announced it, how can it be canceled now? Son, why not pick another woman? Miss Ye is also here today, let's..."
"Canceled!" Lu Jinxin repeated, his tone laced with anger.
He wouldn't marry any woman but her. He would give her time to remember him. He had waited for over a decade; he didn't mind waiting another ten years.
Shen Yanchen drove to a department store, instructing He Ye as he got out: "Tell the Gu family I'll handle Gu Corporation's matters, the rest can wait until tomorrow."
He Ye stared blankly, but Shen Yanchen didn't give him a chance to react, closing the door and heading into the department store.
He Ye pursed his lips, standing by the roadside to hail a taxi. His Brother Chen's way of handling things was always peculiar. Best not to overthink it, as it would never make sense. He turned down Lu family's billion-dollar deal just to take on Gu Corporation's loss-making business!
Shen Yanchen walked into the supermarket, thoughtfully purchasing everything she might need, even including sanitary pads. Then he went to the groceries section to buy ingredients for dinner.
At that moment, he thought, if they could always be , just like lovers, it would be perfect.
By the time he returned to the apartment, it was already five in the afternoon. He had never anticipated coming home so eagerly.
He entered the password on the door, and as it opened, he saw a flash of white.