The makeup artist’s technique was indeed exquisite, sketching Shen Cheng’s makeup meticulously with just a few simple strokes.
Even though makeup was applied, one could not find a single flaw.
It was merely a light makeup, yet it transformed the already beautiful Shen Cheng into a seductive little fairy, without a hint of vulgarity.
Shi Yu stood outside the door, dressed in a custom-made, handcrafted suit, leaning lazily at the doorway.
A cigarette was pinched between his fingertips, and he let it burn halfway without taking a single puff.
When Shen Cheng turned around, he slowly lifted the corners of his lips, a satisfied sinister smile climbing over them, his eyes seemingly fixated only on that stunning figure.
As Shen Cheng walked out, he pinched out the cigarette and crushed it under his shoe.
He extended his hand gracefully, captivating the hearts of everyone present.
Watching his actions, Shen Cheng curved her lips and flashed a light, clear smile.
She placed her small hand in his warm, large palm, and he led her gently out.
Meanwhile, Sun Yan stood outside the bridal shop, awkwardly adjusting the bow tie at his chest.
He disliked such meticulous attire, but he had no choice, he had to obey his BOSS’s orders!
Ding Ding, two light sounds, Sun Yan took out a red blinking walkie-talkie from his waist.
He pressed the intercom function, and soon a serious male voice came through.
"Special Assistant Sun, the Public Security Bureau has allocated 20,000 armed police to patrol and maintain peace throughout the event, ready to deploy upon our command."
"Two hundred snipers are already in ambush on the roofs of major buildings along the main roads in the city area, ready to be at your command."
"There are also two Blackhawk reconnaissance aircraft awaiting orders, ready to take control of the airspace immediately if needed, and we are fully deployed to control every movement within Jiang City, ensuring no errors!"
Hearing this, Sun Yan spoke into the walkie-talkie: "On such a day today, if any mishaps occur, we might as well wash our necks and wait for the boss to chop off our heads!"
Shi Yu led Shen Cheng out of the bridal shop, and she was immediately astonished by the scene as soon as they stepped down the stairs.
The cars that had arrived earlier were nowhere in sight, replaced by a silver extended Bugatti Veyron, adorned with roses.
Behind it, a long line of Rolls-Royce Phantoms stretched out.
The motorcade was so long that one could not see its end, and without exception, each vehicle was decorated with roses.
Besides those vehicles on the main road, there was not a single person, and a red carpet had been laid down, obviously cleared in advance.
Shen Cheng started counting the cars, one, two, three...
Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, and then she couldn’t see the rest...
Damn, how many cars are there!
Looking to the sides of the road, countless black-clad bodyguards stood rigidly.
Furthermore, auxiliary police were there to help maintain the security line.
Outside the security line, a crowd of onlookers who were clueless about the true situation gathered.
They were all whispering to each other, guessing which political or business heavyweight was getting married, marveling at the scale of the event.
When Shi Yu and Shen Cheng made their appearance, all the onlookers were stunned.
Someone started the cheer.
This single spark set off a prairie fire, and everyone began to talk.
"No wonder the grand scale; it’s Mr. Shi!"
"Did you see that? Over sixty luxury cars, my goodness, money does what it wants..."
"Yes, yes, so enviable!"
"I say, are they holding a wedding?"