After sitting for more than half an hour, Song Mingyuan and Shen Qiong finally left.
Han Xi came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and the thought of tomorrow’s wedding made her incredibly nervous.
"Xiao Xi, I think that Aunt Shen seems like a really nice person."
Chu Ci took out a nightgown from the closet, also preparing to take a shower.
"Yeah, she’s great. She’s treated my brother like her own over the decades."
Han Xi sat down in front of the sofa, her half-dried hair cascading down her shoulder blades. Just as she was about to take out her phone to call Lu Jinghan, his message came in.
[Sleep well, be my most beautiful bride tomorrow.]
Looking at the message from Lu Jinghan, Han Xi smiled sweetly, her fingertips tapping quickly on the screen.
A few minutes later, the room’s doorbell rang. Han Xi got up and walked to the door, looked through the peephole, and then opened the door: "Why are you here?"
Lu Jinghan walked forward a few steps, reached out, and wrapped Han Xi into his embrace: "Didn’t you say you were nervous? How about I stay with you tonight?"
"Dad and Aunt said it’s bad luck, we’d better listen to them..."
Before Han Xi could finish her sentence, Lu Jinghan lowered his head to kiss her, his tongue softly sketching across Han Xi’s lips, gently like a feather brushing across the heart, a tantalizing itch.
"Ahem, what’s going on here?"
Manman suddenly walked out of the room, looking at them with a mischievous smile.
Han Xi blushed instantly, feeling like she was back in high school, caught in a romantic moment by a teacher or parent.
"Isn’t this the time when you’re supposed to give us some privacy?" Lu Jinghan looked calmly at Manman.
Manman chuckled twice, then turned around and slinked back to the living room.
Lu Jinghan leaned forward and looked at Han Xi, gently wiping away the moisture from the corner of her mouth with his thumb: "Don’t be nervous, I’ll be by your side all day tomorrow."
Han Xi nodded obediently: "You should go back soon."
"I’ll leave after you go inside."
Just a few hours apart, and the two of them were reluctant to be away from each other.
That’s probably how every couple in love feels.
Han Xi returned to the room, lying in bed, tossing and turning for a long time unable to sleep. Before the dressing table, Chu Ci, having completed her skincare routine, lifted the quilt and lay down.
"Tomorrow we have to get up early for makeup. If you don’t sleep now, you’ll get dark circles."
Half-asleep next to them, Manman mumbled: "Yeah, yeah, you’ll get dark circles."
Han Xi closed her eyes, her mind inevitably fantasizing about their wedding tomorrow. It was quite a while before she slowly fell asleep.
The next morning, just as dawn broke, Han Xi and the others were awakened by the doorbell.
Chu Ci sleepily got out of bed to open the door. The makeup artist, stylist, and photographer were already standing at the door, and not far away, Shen Qiong was also walking over.
Chu Ci yawned and hurriedly let them in.
Han Xi had already pulled Manman out of bed. Blame it on sleeping too late last night; Han Xi felt completely out of energy now.
"Xiao Xi, hurry up and freshen up. We need to start the makeup soon; we can’t miss the auspicious time."
Shen Qiong busily helped tidy up the bedsheets.
Han Xi went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and splashed cold water on her face, finally feeling a bit more awake.
After washing up, Han Xi returned to the bedroom and, with the help of the staff, put on the wedding dress. Instantly, everyone in the room was stunned.