"In this sweltering heat, to dress like a polar bear, skipping this type of wedding wouldn’t be a bad idea." Inside the car, Lin Zifeng waved his hand dismissively. Rich people really were idiots. It was fine to hold a wedding, but demanding everyone wear formal attire in such hot weather was unbearable.
"You clearly don’t get it. Attending someone’s wedding is a very serious matter. Most guests are from prominent families or are either career eagles or corporate executives, including some big bosses. If you’re the only one not in formal wear, others will laugh at you for having no manners. The most important thing is to respect the newlyweds, since everyone only gets married once and this issue is taken very seriously," Nangong Bing explained meticulously. Although she made valid points, Lin Zifeng still thought it was a bit much.
Knowing how hot it was, these wealthy folks shouldn’t torture themselves .
"Honey, if we ever get married, do we have to hold such a big wedding too?" Lin Zifeng suddenly turned around and asked with a smile.
"Cut it out, who’s your wife? Don’t speak nonsense," Nangong Bing scolded as she turned away, shooting him a sharp look, "If someone asks about our relationship later, you know what to say, right? And if they ask about your job, you better not mess up."
"Don’t worry, if anyone asks about our relationship, I’ll say you’re my wife. And if they ask what I do, I’ll say I count money at home. Isn’t that fine?"
"Uh, sure, say whatever you want, just don’t give us away." Seeing Lin Zifeng speak so confidently, Nangong Bing was initially worried he might slip up, but it seemed she didn’t need to worry now. She had long witnessed his talent for playing the fool and being slick.
Meanwhile, Lin Zifeng just pursed his lips, thinking to himself, acting cool was easy for anyone — he could even say his father was Bill Gates. The trick was having people believe it.
Soon, the car arrived at the designated wedding venue. Nangong Bing’s long-lost classmate, who was supposed to be a poor and struggling child with a modest family background, apparently hitched herself to a wealthy man. Not much more was said about it, basically just a Cinderella story.
Looking at the outdoor wedding venue set up by the organizers, Nangong Bing’s usually cool face unexpectedly showed a trace of delight.
What caught the eye was a pathway made of fresh roses and the entire wedding ceremony taking place outdoors. The canopy constructed over the site was made up of multiple colors, not only beautiful but also romantic.
Any normal woman would be stunned by the scene.
"Feeling jealous?" Lin Zifeng shrugged, his suit feeling somewhat uncomfortable.
"Every girl dreams of this day." Nangong Bing’s long, enchanting eyelids slowly closed as she held her breasts high, inhaling the fragrance of the roses, as if her whole body entered into an ethereal state.
A deep blush suddenly appeared on her beautiful face, leaving Lin Zifeng utterly mesmerized.
"You’ll have your day," he assured her.
"Thanks," Nangong Bing glanced at him sideways, then said, "Let’s go. Just make sure not to give us away once we’re inside."
"Don’t worry, acting cool is easy, just need to keep bluffing convincingly."
Though he spoke casually, his heart ached more than anyone else’s. Others attended the wedding with their fiancées, yet he had to pretend she was just his girlfriend—a tragedy in its own right.
As soon as they entered, many people at the wedding site recognized Nangong Bing instantly.
A very glamorous woman with heavy makeup and wearing crystal high heels waved at Nangong Bing from afar with a champagne glass in hand.
"Do you know her?" Lin Zifeng asked thoughtfully.
"An old high school classmate and one of the gang." It was clear the dowager wasn’t too fond of this overly familiar old classmate.
It seemed their relationship during their high school days wasn’t as good as one might have imagined.
The woman sashayed over with her plump hips quickly.
Nangong Bing’s grand entrance once again sent the entire wedding scene into a climax.
Thousands of people looked up admiringly at the aura of the top businesswoman in Zhonghai City.
Unfortunately, Lin Zifeng’s appearance added something undesirable by the Goddess’s side.
Even those sharp-eyed professionals had already ignored Lin Zifeng’s presence.
In their eyes, other than themselves, no one else was worthy of Nangong Bing.
"Bingbing, you finally arrived, all of us old classmates have been waiting for you,"
The woman in front of her had a good figure, but her face was a bit unpleasant, and that deadpan expression looked really annoying, especially her thin lips, which clearly belonged to a particularly mean person.
"Mmm," Nangong Bing managed to force a smile.
Only then did the woman notice someone else standing next to Nangong Bing, breathing.
For twenty-three years, she had never publicly announced having a boyfriend, and now Nangong Bing felt somewhat embarrassed.
"Hello, you are Bingbing’s boyfriend, my name is Lin Zifeng," Lin Zifeng stepped forward and introduced himself, extending his hand.
"Bingbing, do you really have a boyfriend?" The woman seemed somewhat incredulous, glanced at Nangong Bing, then turned her gaze to Lin Zifeng, but made no move to shake hands with him.
Lin Zifeng didn’t feel awkward and discreetly withdrew his hand.
"Mmm, yes. Is there a problem?" Nangong Bing mustered the courage to counterask.
The always confident Nangong Bing unusually lacked confidence this time when she spoke.
After all, deep in her heart, she still harbored expectations for the Death God.
"Oh, Bingbing, not to criticize you, but why choose someone ?" The woman took Nangong Bing by the shoulders, acting as if they were very close.
"What do you mean by that?" Nangong Bing’s expression turned icy, feeling uncomfortable.
After all, Lin Zifeng was her own person, and while she could say whatever she wanted, she definitely did not want to be criticized by others.
"Oh! Don’t be mad, Bingbing, I’m saying this for your own good. Look around, who at this wedding isn’t from a distinguished family? Who isn’t a successful person in charge of their own domain? I bet your boyfriend still doesn’t have a career, right? Bingbing, although we women are capable, men can’t be weak; after all, sooner or later every woman has to find a man she can rely on."
"Sorry, I don’t understand what you’re saying, and I’m not sorry." Faced with such sarcasm and ridicule, Nangong Bing could almost ignore her, directly grabbing Lin Zifeng’s hand and heading towards the wedding stage.
All along the way, sounds of admiration, shock, envy, jealousy... various negative noises continually surrounded them.