Chapter 339 Xixi, I'm here to marry you! Are you willing to marry me?

The door panel of the lounge is not soundproofed well, and the busy sounds can be heard from time to time.

Shen Chaoxi was wearing a wedding dress and didn't dare to move much, but that didn't affect her good hearing.

Words like "wedding" and "luxurious enough" came into her ears from time to time.

Shen Chaoxi turned around, and in the bright mirror behind her, she had exquisite makeup and was wearing a white wedding dress. Around her neck was a heart-shaped diamond necklace, and the hexagonal diamond in the center of her earrings was sparkling.

Is this really just a fashion show?

Shen Chaoxi's doubts grew more and more serious.

She suddenly remembered the abnormalities of the people around her in recent times. She was not stupid and didn't notice it, but she had never thought that one day she would wear a wedding dress and have her own wedding.

Shang Zhuoming is almost two years old. She has been married to Shang Jianghan for three years. She has never cared about formalism. Having a wedding or not is not indispensable to her. As long as she can share her life with the right person, it is enough.

The heart seemed to be pulled by some magnetic field, beating faster and faster.

The next second, Shen Chaoxi stood up suddenly, holding up her skirt with her hands and was about to walk out.

At this moment, the frosted glass door of the lounge was pushed open from the outside.

The people who came were Zhong Hongguang and Yao Chun.

Shen Chaoxi's eyes were hot. When she saw the people coming, she called out "Dad, Mom," and then she looked behind them. Seeing that there was no one there, she murmured, "Where's Jiang Han?"

Although he knew that the person would not be here at this moment and it would take some time for the two to meet, Shen Chaoxi still wanted an answer.

Yao Chun looked her daughter up and down, her eyes misty and the corners of her mouth raised. She reached out and held Shen Chaoxi's hand in her palm.

The reluctance and joy of her daughter getting married are something only a mother can understand best at this moment.

"Our Xixi is so beautiful today, she is the most beautiful bride in the world! My child, Jiang Han is waiting for you outside. I will let Daddy take you to him later."

Shen Chaoxi looked back, stunned for a moment, and his doubts were confirmed.

Today is her wedding!
"Today is really my wedding? Does that mean there's no fashion show at all? Everything was arranged by Shang Jianghan, right? Is he going to give me a surprise?"

Shen Chaoxi didn't notice at this moment that with every question she asked, the smile in her eyes deepened a little.

Zhong Hongguang nodded and smiled: "Yes, so Jiang Han is very attentive to you!"

This is the highest level of praise an old father can give to his son-in-law.

Soon, another group of people came into the lounge, first grandma and Zheng Juanjuan, then Zhongli and Su Tian, ​​Xiao Xiaoyu and Fang Yuan, and people from the studio came in and out one after another.

Shen Chaoxi sat on the bench in the middle of the room, welcoming wave after wave of blessings from the visitors. The unreality he felt when he just learned about the wedding was shattered bit by bit.

At 5:50 p.m., the lounge was emptied and Zhong Hongguang walked in.

A radiant middle-aged man in a black, straight suit and dark red tie, his eyes were full of pity, and his brows could not hide his relief and joy.

"Xixi, hold Daddy's arm, I'll take you there!"

Shen Chaoxi stood up slowly, his eyes clear, and nodded to the person who came.

From the lounge to the wedding venue, there was a red carpet, flower petals on the ground, and flowers all around. As we walked through one heart-shaped arch after another, the view in front of us suddenly opened up.

Everywhere Shen Chaoxi looked, there were bouquets of pink and white roses, spread out all over the mountains.

Ten acres of flower fields, with layers of bouquets, red flowers dotted with green leaves, are boundless, like waves of flowers drifting over one after another.

Walk through the heart-shaped flower arch and climb the stairs, and the ten-meter-long corridor will appear before your eyes.

At the end of the corridor, a man in a white tuxedo, holding flowers, stood firmly and upright, turned around leisurely, and had a sharp gaze.

Shen Chaoxi raised her eyes, and her gaze fixed on the man's deep black eyes, which collided in mid-air.

Sparks in my heart kept exploding at this moment.

When their eyes met, the people and objects around them seemed to have become illusory, and the only thing in their sight was each other.

Suddenly, Shen Chaoxi let go of Zhong Hongguang's hand and smiled.

"Dad, I want to go there by myself!" His tone was more firm than ever before.

Zhong Hongguang nodded and said, "Okay!", then stopped and watched her leave. As the footprints fell one by one on the road under his feet, it was like a flower blooming little by little beside Shen Chaoxi.

Those long-lost pictures in my mind are displayed frame by frame, the handsome profile trapped in the sports car on the winding mountain road, the rebellious smile on the school playground, the helplessness of the pale lips when sick, the reluctant pleas to stay under the influence of drunkenness in the middle of the night, the sweet words that touch the heart when whispering in each other's ears...

Every step Shen Chaoxi took was so real. She didn't need to hesitate or wander. The road paved for her must be a smooth one, and the big hands reaching out to her would always lead her forward.

Halfway down the corridor, the man picked up the microphone and called out.

"Shen Chaoxi!"

The footsteps stopped and the two were five meters apart. Shen Chaoxi had heard the man calling her name thousands of times, but the call this time was different from the past. It was like fine sand that slowly poured into her soft heart and gradually settled.

The girl raised her lips, her eyebrows raised like a painting, and responded in a voice that only she could hear: "I'm here!"

On both sides of the corridor, there were crowds of guests, and family and friends were all looking over with blessings.

Shang Zhuoming was also wearing a white dress, and her big, bright eyes twinkled at her father and mother.

At this moment, Mom and Dad are like the princess and prince in a fairy tale.

A melodious wedding song flowed out and floated in the air.

Soon, the music stopped and the man's deep and powerful voice sounded again.

“I, Shang Jianghan!

today!

at this time!

Ten acres of rose fields as betrothal gift,

A wedding dress worth millions of dollars,

Promise to love you forever.

No matter how the world changes, I will never change my mind!

Xixi, I'm here to marry you!
Will you marry me?"

The man's promise rang in Shen Chaoxi's ears, and tears welled up in her eyes.

After knowing each other for eight years and meeting again after a cycle of reincarnation, Shen Chaoxi knew that men were not good at sweet talk and could only say a few words of love.

The words "I love you" are always uttered in the dead of night when everyone is feeling sweet.

Shen Chaoxi once thought that the man she married was too boring, a business elite who was decisive and ruthless in conversation, and a man whose actions always spoke louder than words in the love field. But at this moment, he gave her the most solemn oath.

Ten acres of flower fields as betrothal gift, every flower represents the man's true love for her.

A wedding dress worth billions is a treasure that a man holds in his hands.

After Shang Jianghan finished speaking, he walked towards Shen Chaoxi, each step being extremely firm.

The two were very close to each other. Shen Chaoxi raised her eyes slightly to meet the man's lowered gaze.

Shang Jianghan raised the microphone, placed it between the two of them, and asked solemnly again.

"Xixi, are you willing to marry me? We will be together forever and ever.
I love you! "

Crystal tears fell from the eyelashes, dripped down the white cheeks, and created a shallow vortex in the man's palm.

Shen Chaoxi's vision was blurred by tears and she blinked hard.

The corners of his mouth raised up in the most beautiful arc, and Shen Chaoxi's happy face bloomed like a flower.

"Shang Jianghan, I am willing to marry you and promise to love you forever and never change my mind!
I love you too!"

In several novels, whether it is Fu Yushi and Jiang Cheng, or Gu Jingyun and Si Nian, the authors deliberately avoid mentioning a wedding.

I am really afraid of desecrating such a sacred picture because of my lack of writing skills.

After writing this book in twists and turns, I always feel that something is missing without a wedding. Although the text I wrote is still not to my satisfaction, I still hope that everyone can feel something.

Blessings to Shang Jianghan and Shen Chaoxi!
I would like to clarify that the main story is basically finished. I will write about the birth of my younger sister later. It was originally scheduled to be completed last month, but I can only continue until the end of this month to give everyone a complete ending.