Rose Manor

When Bai Changxia got married, Shen Jia Nian served as her bridesmaid and had an understanding of the general process of the wedding. Now, it was her turn and she was still panicking.

Shen Jianian was sitting in front of the dressing table, while a stylist and two assistants were working intensively on her styling. The mannequin behind her is wearing a wedding dress that was flown back by air. It is extremely luxurious and exquisite. The six-layer skirt takes up a large area. The back hem is more than two meters long and is decorated with lace, silk flowers, diamonds, and beads.

Everyone who saw it couldn't help but marvel.

Shen Jia Nian looked at herself in the makeup mirror, frowning slightly. The stylist immediately stopped drawing her eyebrows, thinking that she was not doing well enough.

"Ms. Shen, are you not satisfied with how you drew your eyebrows?"

"No, no." Shen Jianian realized that his expression had frightened others, and he straightened his eyebrows without turning his head, and asked the person next to him, "After the wedding ceremony, do you want to put on your toast clothes and toast to the elders?"

While she was putting on makeup, she mentally sorted out the wedding process to avoid any mistakes.

As a bridesmaid, Zhao Shunyi asked questions and didn't know anything: "I don't know, I'm never married. Ask Xia Xia, well, where is Xia Xia? She was still here just now."

"Come here, come here." Bai Changxia went to the bathroom, and when she came out she heard someone calling her name, "What do you want from me?"

Zhao Shunyi: "Jianian asked if we should toast to the elders after the ceremony."

Just as Bai Changxia was about to answer "Yes," he suddenly paused, shook his head and said, "No, I remember that Boss Fu seemed to have canceled the toasting process. Then everyone will have a buffet meal, and you don't have to toast to anyone."

"Is this so?" Shen Jianian's eyes were blank. She found that her mind was blank and she had lost even the most basic thinking ability.

Bai Changxia stepped forward and patted Shen Jianian, who was wearing a nightgown, on the shoulder: "Don't be too nervous. There will be a host to control the process of the wedding ceremony. You just do what the host said. As for the rest, There’s no need to worry.”

Shen Jianian raised his hand and pressed his forehead: "I don't know if it's the sequelae of the car accident. My memory is a bit bad. What if I remember something wrong and I made a joke."

The guests at the wedding were basically friends and relatives of the Fu family, as well as some business partners. Her hand was sore at writing the invitation, which proved that there were so many guests.

She was afraid that something would go wrong. It would be a small thing to embarrass herself, but a big thing to cause the Fu family to lose face.

"You just like to worry about things unfounded." Bai Changxia comforted her, "Think about it, there is also Boss Fu. He is with you during the whole process. What can go wrong?"

The stylist spoke boldly: "It's normal for the bride to be a little nervous. Once the wedding is over, you will find that none of the things you were worried about will happen."

After being comforted by several people, Shen Jia Nian felt a little more comfortable. She stared at the makeup mirror and watched the makeup being completed bit by bit.

The stylist did not put too much makeup on her, but restored her original beauty to the maximum extent, and only made some detailed adjustments to make it perfect.

With the help of her stylist and good friends, Shen Jia Nian put on the heavy-duty wedding dress.

Zhao Shunyi helped arrange the skirts piled on the floor, then stood up and walked around to Shen Jianian. His eyes widened involuntarily, and there was a bright light in his eyes.

Shen Jia Nian's neck, collarbone and half of her back were wrapped with diamond chains and beads. It was so dazzling that it didn't need any jewelry embellishment. It was already dazzling enough that people couldn't take their eyes away.

Zhao Shunyi breathed in repeatedly: "The wedding dress is beautiful enough just hanging there. It is even more beautiful when it is worn on the body. I want to take a photo!"

With that said, Zhao Shunyi took her bag, took out her mobile phone, and took a bunch of photos at Shen Jia Nian. She also asked the stylist to help take some photos of her, Bai Changxia, and Shen Jia Nian.

After putting on the wedding dress, Shen Jia Nian had difficulty moving and could not even sit down. The skirt was too complicated.

"It's better to sit on the bed and rest for a while. It's so tiring to stand. It's still some time before the wedding officially starts." Bai Changxia glanced at the clock.

Shen Jianian nodded, moved carefully, walked to the bed and sat down.

Zhao Shunyi continued to help her trim the hem of her skirt to avoid unsightly wrinkles. He also interviewed Shen Jianian: "How does the bride feel now?"

Shen Jia Nian couldn't describe it. Nervousness, anticipation, excitement, anxiety... all kinds of emotions were intertwined, blending into a strange emotion.

"Haha, what's going on? I feel like Jia Nian is feeling dizzy today." Seeing that she was speechless, Zhao Shunyi smiled and communicated with Bai Changxia, "I've never seen her like this before."

The Shen Jia Nian she knew was just as netizens commented, a goddess with a cold temperament and a sense of mystery, who was calm and calm in everything she did.

Shen Jia Nian's face was inexplicably hot. Did she look unnatural?

After that, she began to worry that her performance at the wedding ceremony was not good enough...

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The wedding venue was finally decided on a castle in England.

In June, the castle is surrounded by green grass, fresh roses transported by air are tied into huge arches, and flowers pile up on both sides of the red carpet. The main colors are holy white and fresh pink.

Hundreds of white wooden chairs were placed in the open space on the lawn. The backs of the chairs were tied with bows with gauze. The gauze ribbons fluttered in the breeze. The guests took their seats one after another, looking forward to the end of the red carpet.

The forty-member symphony orchestra performed melodious and soothing concertos live, providing guests with a grand visual and auditory enjoyment. Fu Jichen, wearing a pure black handmade suit, stood under the flower arch, quietly waiting for his bride.

When the symphony reached its climax, two figures slowly walked towards the end of the red carpet. Shen Jianian was wearing a gorgeous white wedding dress, holding a bouquet in one hand and holding Pei Che's arm in the other as she walked onto the red carpet.

Pei Che took his mother Zhou Ruo to settle in New Zealand. When they parted ways, Zhou Ruo told Shen Jianian that no matter where they were in the future, if she got married one day, she would remember to inform them and they would treat her as a family member.

At this moment, Pei Che, as an elder brother, led her towards her significant other.

Growing up, Pei Che had imagined the scene of him and Xiao Nian at the wedding countless times in his mind. He never imagined that it would be like this now, with Xiao Nian holding his arm, and him taking Xiao Nian with her. Putting her hand in the hands of another man is like entrusting the rest of her life to another man.

Not far away, the man stared at Xiao Nian, with love flowing in his deep eyes. From now on, it will be this man who will accompany Xiao Nian until he grows old. Pei Che thought he would be jealous, but no, he really let go and was relieved, feeling that everything in the world was destined.

Maybe, he will also meet the person he is destined to be, maybe, not long after.

Unconsciously, the short journey was over. Pei Che raised his eyes and saw that the man stretched out a hand. Pei Che took the small hand in his arm and put it into the man's palm. His lips moved, Pei Che wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. The man should have understood what he wanted to say, so there was no need to repeat it.

Fu Jichen held Shen Jianian's finger, and through the veil, he could see her moving eyes clearly.

Under the leadership of the host, the newlyweds finished their wedding vows and exchanged rings. When the host said that the groom can kiss the bride, the guests in the audience smiled one after another, and some even applauded spontaneously.

Shen Jia Nian raised a pair of shy and timid eyes and looked at Fu Jichen, his heart beating thumpingly.

With a smile on her lips, Fu Jichen held a corner of the veil with her fingertips and only lifted it halfway before stopping.

The veil covered the bride's eyebrows, eyes, and nose, revealing only her bright red lips. The groom lowered his head slightly and kissed her lips with restraint and preciousness.

The young guests whistled, and someone in the crowd said loudly: "Master Fu is too stingy, not letting us people see the bride's true appearance."

Fu Jichen heard it and chuckled. He is really stingy and doesn't want more people to see her beauty.

The two looked at each other affectionately under the flower arch. Fu Jichen held her hands and finally couldn't hold it back. He hugged her into his arms and whispered in her ear: "Jianian, you are really beautiful today. "

Petals scattered all over the sky, carrying a rich fragrance, and snowflakes fell on their heads and shoulders like snowflakes. The skirt of the snow-white wedding dress was soon covered with rose petals, as if they were wearing a new wedding dress, so dreamy and beautiful.

Shen Jia Nian's nose suddenly turned sour. She put her arms around Fu Jichen's neck and buried her face on his shoulder. Her nasal voice was filled with dissatisfaction: "Is today the only beautiful day?"

Fu Jichen denied it quickly: "Of course not. My wife is so beautiful every day."

Shen Jianian: "What will you do when you get older and lose your beauty? Don't you like it anymore?"

Fu Jichen smiled helplessly and replied patiently: "Mrs. Fu, you have to understand one thing. When you get older, I will only get older. I am the one who should worry about being disliked, not you. At that time, don't you Don’t you like me anymore?”

"Maybe...hiss."

As soon as Shen Jia Nian said the unintentional words, she felt the hands around her waist tighten suddenly. The wedding dress was already heavy, and she was almost strangled so that she couldn't breathe.

Fu Jichen relaxed the strength in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you."

Shen Jianian smiled, knowing that he was making trouble unreasonably.

After a while, she asked with a smile: "How long are we going to hold each other like this?" From the corner of her eye, she noticed that many guests were looking at them, and the eyes of those guests were so intriguing.

"I don't know." Fu Jichen smiled freely, "It will last forever."

After all, they did not embrace forever. The host carefully reminded the bride that it was time to throw the bouquet.

Shen Jia Nian felt that the veil was obstructing his vision, so he lifted it up by himself, turned his back, raised his hand and threw the bouquet over his head, then turned around and saw Zhao Shunyi receiving the bouquet with his height advantage and holding it up high. He shook his head towards Shen Jianian, with a bright smile on his face.

Shen Jia Nian covered her lips with her hands and smiled as brightly as a flower.

The wedding dress she was wearing was too cumbersome, so Shen Jia Nian planned to go back to the suite and change into a light dress before thanking the guests.

She slumped on the sofa chair in front of the dressing table, waiting for the stylist to come over and help her restyle.

Bai Changxia answered the phone and went out. Zhao Shunyi didn't know where he went. Shen Jia Nian was the only one in the room. She held her chin, waiting a little bored.

There was the sound of the door being pushed open behind him. Shen Jianian thought the stylist had arrived. He sat up straight and raised his eyes. Yin Shuyao's face with hatred appeared in the mirror in front of him. (End of chapter)