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Bo Ying was momentarily stunned, then looked up at the wedding dress standing not far away.
The wedding dress was something she, He Jingxiu, and Madam Chen had flown to France specifically to meet the designer and discuss. It had a large skirt, entirely hand-embroidered with the designer’s craftsmanship.
Additionally, Bo Ying loved small pearls, and many of her favorite pearls were embroidered onto it.
The style of the wedding dress was a strapless, voluminous skirt, looking both exquisite and like a little princess.
The moment Bo Ying saw the dress, she knew it was her dream wedding gown.
The designer’s months of effort were not in vain.
She truly loved it.
At this moment, Bo Ying stared blankly at the grand wedding dress. “Are you kidding me?”
Sheng Chun blinked, and said unceremoniously, “Yes.”
“...”
Bo Ying was speechless.
“No,” Zheng Jinyao chuckled, “You weren’t actually thinking about where Sheng Chun would hide the wedding dress, were you?”
Sheng Chun also turned to look at her, touching her forehead and asking, “Are you nervous to the point of being silly?”
Bo Ying glared at them both, annoyed, “I thought you were really going to hide it.”
Sheng Chun didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “I did think about it, but the wedding dress is too big a target; it can’t be hidden.” She sighed, lying on the bed, swinging her feet, and said, “However, I really don’t want to hide your shoes.”
Bo Ying raised an eyebrow, “Then don’t hide anything at all.”
She lay beside Sheng Chun, also swinging her feet, and whispered, “Just let He Jingxiu carry me away smoothly.”
Sheng Chun hadn’t spoken yet when Zheng Jinyao asked, disappointed, “Are you that eager to get married?”
Bo Ying looked at her seriously, “You tell me, if it were your wedding with Professor Shen, would you want him to marry you quickly?”
Zheng Jinyao choked.
To be honest, she really would.
When the person she loved came to marry her, of course she would want to go with him immediately. Forget marrying him; she would even elope with him.
The two looked at each other silently.
Sheng Chun paused beside them, and said quietly, “Sorry, but I wouldn’t be willing.”
She wouldn’t run off with Pei Yan immediately!
Bo Ying looked at her, and then quietly asked, “Really?”
Sheng Chun looked at her, “You don’t believe me?”
“A little, actually,” Bo Ying was very honest, “Just look at your daily interactions with Pei Yan. Do you remember how excited you were when he proposed last time?”
After the proposal, Sheng Chun and Pei Yan hadn’t held a wedding. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to, or that Sheng Chun was unwilling; it was simply that she had too much work and couldn’t spare the time.
More importantly, Sheng Chun had her own ideas about the wedding. She didn’t want a traditional wedding; she wanted something special, something that would make her smile every time she thought of it.
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Like Bo Ying’s wedding at the school, that was very good.
Unfortunately, she and Pei Yan didn’t have school memories, and they weren’t a senior and junior from school.
Because she hadn’t come up with the best plan yet, the wedding kept getting postponed.
Sheng Chun wasn’t embarrassed by Bo Ying’s revelation.
She hummed twice, “So what?”
She looked at her, “It was her first time being proposed to, can’t she be excited?”
Bo Ying rolled her eyes at her.
Sheng Chun couldn’t help but laugh, “Let’s not talk about this. We won’t hide anything tomorrow. You go take a shower first.”
“Why?”
“I’ll give you a facial treatment,” Sheng Chun said, “I guarantee that when you wake up tomorrow, your face will be as delicate as a peeled boiled egg.”
Hearing this, Bo Ying immediately became interested.
“Then I’ll go right away.”
How could she not be eager when someone was going to pamper her face?
Zheng Jinyao, “Me too.”
Sheng Chun, “...Why do you need it too?”
Zheng Jinyao, “I’m a bridesmaid.”
Sheng Chun blinked, and informed her, “I’m also a bridesmaid.”
“Well, so, isn’t it good if we all do skincare together?” Zheng Jinyao asked righteously.
Sheng Chun was speechless.
Seriously speaking, this suggestion was quite good! But the person doing the skincare was herself! So it didn’t feel 100% good.
Of course, even if she wasn’t 100% willing, Sheng Chun still diligently acted as a massage therapist that evening, applying face masks and massaging Bo Ying and Zheng Jinyao, generally pampering them.
After all the pampering, the few of them, worried that Bo Ying might be nervous, decided to sleep with her to give her a full sense of security.
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The wedding day had beautiful weather.
The autumn breeze blew gently, making it very, very comfortable.
Bo Ying was woken up at four o’clock and pulled to sit in front of the mirror to be pampered by the makeup artist.
Her eyelids were heavy; she was utterly exhausted.
“So sleepy.”
Sheng Chun’s makeup skills were even better than the makeup artist’s. She was doing Bo Ying’s base makeup nearby and, hearing her complaint, couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Then close your eyes and sleep for a while. I’ll call you when it’s time to do your eyes.” Bo Ying opened her eyes and looked at her, “Aren’t you tired?”
Sheng Chun raised an eyebrow, “Not really.”
She said, “We often do this when filming. You’re not used to staying up late, and your routine is regular, so you’re not adapted yet.”
Bo Ying thought about it; that made sense.
She yawned, “Then I’ll sleep for a bit. You call me later.”
Sheng Chun chuckled, “Okay.”
...
After several hours, Bo Ying’s makeup and hairstyle were completely done.
When she came out in her wedding dress, Sheng Chun, Zheng Jinyao, and the makeup artist all exclaimed. She was truly beautiful. On her wedding day, the bride was the most beautiful person in the world.
The weather outside was good.
Bo Ying stood in the room, looking out the glass window, waiting for He Jingxiu to arrive.
Just as she was thinking, a cheer suddenly erupted downstairs.
Sheng Chun and Zheng Jinyao exchanged glances, surprised, “How did they get here so fast?”
Chi Lu came in from outside, panting, “They said the groom couldn’t wait and has already arrived with the groomsmen.”
She looked at the bridesmaids, “You all hurry and change.”
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By the time everyone had changed, He Jingxiu and his group had already reached the door.
A knock sounded, and Sheng Chun looked at Bo Ying, “You sit there comfortably. We’ll give Mr. He a ‘hard time’ for you.”
Bo Ying, “You’re welcome to.”
She knew they said they’d make things difficult, but in reality, they wouldn’t.
It was just typical wedding day playful teasing, very normal.
Sheng Chun cautiously opened a crack in the door, first seeing Pei Yan in his suit and tie. Her eyes paused, “Why is it you?”
Pei Yan, “Hmm.”
He looked down at her, and whispered, “Shall we have our wedding at the end of the year?”
Sheng Chun: “?”
She was stunned, “Why are you saying this now? Where’s Mr. He?”
Pei Yan honestly told her, “They said you have more ideas, so they wanted to deal with you first.”
“...”
Sheng Chun choked, then glared at him, “Are you listening to them or to me?”
This was a question Mr. Pei was very familiar with.
“To you.” He pulled Sheng Chun out and into his arms, whispering, “You’re beautiful.”
“Who told you to praise me!”
Sheng Chun was speechless, “I’m beautiful every day.”
Pei Yan looked at her intensely, “You don’t want these people to bother us when we get married, do you?”
Sheng Chun was speechless.
Facing Pei Yan’s deep gaze, she turned to look at the groom and groomsmen on one side, “Then Mr. He has to show some sincerity to marry Yingying.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she was handed a bag of red envelopes.
Sheng Chun was speechless.
She touched her nose, exchanged glances with Pei Yan, and whispered, “Alright then.”
Sheng Chun returned to the room and tossed the red envelopes to everyone.
Zheng Jinyao, “Where are they?”
“At the door.” Sheng Chun thought for a moment, then pushed her out, “You go give them a hard time.”
Zheng Jinyao: “?”
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In the end, the bridesmaids weren’t very reliable, and their offensive against the groomsmen was completely unpredictable.
Without asking many questions or making things too difficult, they let He Jingxiu carry Bo Ying away.
“You’re very beautiful.” On the way to the wedding venue, He Jingxiu whispered this sentence in her ear more than once.
Bo Ying hooked her arms around his neck, silently curving her lips, “Thank you.”
She looked at He Jingxiu’s handsome profile, and softly said, “You’re very handsome too.”
He Jingxiu’s gaze deepened as he looked at her.
Bo Ying looked up at the sky, smiling faintly, “The weather is very good today.”
He Jingxiu, “Hmm.”
He looked at her, “Every day from now on will be good.”
The two exchanged smiles.
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Due to various factors, Bo Ying’s parents returned.
The stalemate and tug-of-war of the past few years had led to many changes. Although Bo Ying had not forgiven them, after consulting Bo Yan, she still invited them to her wedding.
As she walked arm-in-arm with Bo Hua towards He Jingxiu, Bo Ying could feel his struggle.
Over a year ago, he had fallen ill and later moved to Switzerland with Bo Ying’s mother to recuperate there.
This time, he also forced himself to return to China to give Bo Ying away.
It would be a lie to say she wasn’t moved at all.
But deep down, Bo Ying still harbored a lot of resentment towards them.
Of course, these resentments were uncontrollably replaced by a bright smile when she saw the person waiting for her not far away.
Today, she didn’t want to think about any past grievances or enmities; she only wanted to—marry He Jingxiu and fall into his embrace.
The distance between them closed, getting closer and closer.
Bo Hua walked very slowly. Several times, Bo Ying wanted to quicken her pace and rush towards He Jingxiu, but she also considered Bo Hua’s physical condition.
When she finally reached He Jingxiu, she suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
He Jingxiu took her hand from Bo Hua’s.
Bo Hua looked at the two, his lips moving, until finally he only uttered one sentence: “Take good care of her.”
He Jingxiu nodded solemnly, “I will.”
Standing before the officiant, the two answered the sacred questions posed to them.
Bo Ying said the three words “I do” without hesitation. She had been willing to marry this man for a very long time.
He Jingxiu held her hand, and his “I do,” full of promise, followed suit.
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The officiant looked at the perfect couple before him, moved by their emotions, and exclaimed, “Now, the groom may kiss his bride!”
As the words fell, He Jingxiu kissed Bo Ying’s lips.
The two were married, witnessed by their friends and family.
The sky was truly blue, the clouds piled up like cotton candy castles, and the light of happiness enveloped them. Their shadows intertwined, embracing and kissing.
Bo Ying handed the bouquet to Zheng Jinyao.
Zheng Jinyao raised her hand, hugged her, and looked at He Jingxiu, her eyes welling up with tears, “Mr. He, I’m entrusting my best friend to your care.”
She choked, “You must let our Yingying always be a dazzling little sun.”
He Jingxiu promised, “Don’t worry.”
He would never let her lose her light and color.
She would always be a little sun.
...
During the toast, Bo Ying’s emotions were fine when she was with her parents, but as soon as she reached Bo Yan and Chi Lu, she couldn’t control her tears.
She looked at Bo Yan with teary eyes, whining, “Brother, I want a hug.”
Bo Yan suppressed his emotions, his voice hoarse, “How old are you, still whining.”
Bo Ying, “I don’t care, no matter how old I get, I’m still your sister.”
The people around were amused by her.
Chi Lu said, “Hug, hug, I allow it.”
Everyone laughed even harder.
“What’s wrong, Little Chi Lu?” Yan Qiuzhi teased, “Does Teacher Bo need your permission to hug his own sister?”
Chi Lu said seriously, “No choice, Teacher Bo is henpecked.”
Bo Yan didn’t feel embarrassed; he nodded frankly, “Indeed.”
He opened his arms and embraced Bo Ying, gently patting her back, and said softly, “Crying at your wedding will make people laugh at you.”
Bo Ying, “I can’t help it.”
Bo Yan chuckled softly, “He Jingxiu will come settling accounts with me later.”
“He wouldn’t dare.”
He Jingxiu followed up, “Indeed, I wouldn’t dare.”
After a while of hugging, Bo Yan released Bo Ying, then looked sideways at He Jingxiu, pausing slightly before saying, “Everything that needed to be said has been said.”
He said in a deep voice, “I have no other wish, except that Bo Ying and Chi Lu can always be happy.”
Chi Lu had him to take care of her, and Bo Ying was to be entrusted to another man’s care.
He looked at He Jingxiu, “I only hope you can make her happy forever.”
No other wish, just for Bo Ying to be healthy and happy.
He Jingxiu took the wine glass offered by the person next to him and whispered, “Don’t worry, Brother.” After saying that, he drank the wine in one gulp.
Bo Yan drank a glass with him and didn’t make things difficult anymore.
Chi Lu smiled, “I have nothing to instruct Mr. He about.”
She looked at Bo Ying, “I just hope our Yingying always gets what she wishes for.”
Bo Ying was about to be made to cry again by her.
Chi Lu chuckled, “You can’t cry anymore. Come here for a hug.”
“Mm.” Bo Ying willingly let her hug her.
Chi Lu said, “May you always follow your heart. No matter what you do, your brother and I will support you and always stand behind you.”
Bo Ying, “Okay.”
“...”
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For some inexplicable reason, a joyful wedding turned into everyone crying during the toast.
Sheng Chun was not a cryer, yet she was still moved by the surrounding atmosphere.
Pei Yan saw her red eyes, raised a hand to press her eyelids, “Touched?”
“Yes.”
Sheng Chun took a deep breath and said, “I suddenly want to have a wedding too.”
Pei Yan chuckled, “Didn’t we say winter?”
Sheng Chun looked at him, “Is there enough time?”
Pei Yan, “As long as you’re there, I’ll take care of the rest.”
Sheng Chun let out a speechless laugh, knowing he was a bit impatient, and she nodded, “Okay.”
Pei Yan held her hand, giving her strength.
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After seeing off some of the relatives and friends who attended the wedding, only their group remained for the evening reception.
They were all young and lively, able to make a ruckus.
In the evening, the group walked along the tree-lined avenue shaded by ginkgo trees. The fairy lights hanging on the trees twinkled, illuminating the area.
Xiang Yueming, who could dance, even performed an opening dance with Cheng Zhan to bless them.
Everyone danced and cheered under the large trees where leaves were falling.
This night, this place belonged to them.
After the merriment, the group clamored to “disturb the bridal chamber.”
He Jingxiu and Bo Ying genuinely thought they had good stamina, “Still going?”
He asked, “Haven’t you had enough fun at the school?”
Sheng Chun, “That was to bless you. Everyone was just having fun together. We definitely have to ‘disturb the bridal chamber’.”
Zheng Jinyao, “Exactly! What’s the point if you don’t ‘disturb the bridal chamber’?”
Hearing this, He Jingxiu looked at Pei Yan and Shen Su, his meaning clear—control your girlfriends.
Pei Yan shrugged, “Can’t.”
Shen Su, “Can’t control them.”
He Jingxiu: “...”
Sheng Chun and Zheng Jinyao couldn’t help but laugh, “Come on, Mr. He, we’re actually quite gentle.”
“Hmm?”
Sheng Chun, “Just do ten push-ups. We’ll leave you some energy.”
Everyone chuckled ambiguously.
He Jingxiu had no choice; he was about to start.
Yan Qiuzhi spoke up, “It’s not that simple!” She looked at Bo Ying, “Yingying, lie underneath. One push-up, one kiss.”
Chi Lu, “You guys are making it hard for me to tease them.”
Bo Ying’s face turned beet red.
“Let’s not.”
“No way,” Yan Qiuzhi, “Come on, Yingying, let’s test Mr. He’s self-control.”
Everyone laughed wildly.
The push-ups had to be done.
He Jingxiu looked down at the person lying on him, his gaze deep.
For the first one or two, He Jingxiu still felt like smiling, but as he continued, he suddenly found he couldn’t smile anymore.
He had an impulse.
To kick out the rowdy group in the room; he wanted to embrace and kiss his bride without any inhibitions.
His gaze was too fervent, and Bo Ying’s face uncontrollably turned red.
“Mr. He! Why has your speed slowed down?”
Pei Yan said, “You’re not doing well.”
He Jingxiu took a deep breath, his breathing visibly heavier. Bo Ying bit her lip, feeling his breath on her ear.
After the last push-up, his kiss landed on Bo Ying’s ear, and he said deeply, “Find a way to make them leave.”
Bo Ying whispered, “You wish.”
“...”
They couldn’t be driven away.
After the push-ups, Pei Yan pulled Sheng Chun’s hand, signaling her not to overdo it.
Sheng Chun held back, but Zheng Jinyao started.
The two of them had specifically Googled various mischievous ideas for disturbing the bridal chamber to torment them.
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Towards the end, Zheng Jinyao said, “Alright, alright, let’s not test Mr. He’s stamina anymore.” She laughed, “Everyone knows Mr. He’s stamina.”
She said, “Let’s just ask Mr. He a few questions.”
He Jingxiu, “Bring it on.”
Zheng Jinyao, “When did you and Yingying first meet?”
He Jingxiu, “October 10th.”
The day of perfection.
“Do you remember your impression when you first saw her?”
He Jingxiu looked sideways at Bo Ying, his lips curving upwards, “Her skin was very fair, she was very beautiful, and I wondered when our school got such a pretty junior.”
“Oh!” Everyone chimed in, “So Mr. He noticed Yingying early on?”
He Jingxiu admitted frankly, “Yes.”
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have given Bo Ying the chance to get close to him at all.
He Jingxiu answered all the daily questions asked.
He even knew Bo Ying’s shoe size and her favorite style of clothing.
By the end of the game, not only did it not stump He Jingxiu, but it also made Bo Ying like him even more, and similarly made the other two unmarried gentlemen feel ashamed of themselves.
...
The bridal chamber shenanigans finally ended.
The room fell quiet. Bo Ying looked up at He Jingxiu. He Jingxiu paused, then stood up and said, “Shower?”
“...Mm.”
The bathroom lights were very bright.
Bo Ying had changed into a bright yellow strapless mini dress for the evening, which complemented her skin exceptionally well.
As He Jingxiu reached out, Bo Ying quickly stopped him: “...The dress is very expensive.”
He Jingxiu’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. He lifted her onto the vanity, his soft lips brushing against her ear, and asked softly, “Do you want me to take it off?”
“Normally take it off.”
Bo Ying hooked her arms around his neck and initiated a kiss.
He Jingxiu agreed, “Okay.”
The dress came off completely.
Bo Ying’s fair skin fell into his gaze. He Jingxiu could no longer resist, pulling her onto him, covering her lips with his, and kissing his beautiful bride unreservedly and passionately.
That night, Bo Ying’s memory remained in the bathroom.
As passion surged, she heard He Jingxiu whisper the three words she most wanted to hear in her ear.
“I love you.”
She loved to hear it, so he said it to her again and again.
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