The Favored Heiress
Chapter 495: Are You Here to Show Off Your Wealth?

Chapter 495: Chapter 495: Are You Here to Show Off Your Wealth?

The accountant had given up.

Just from the few individuals that had arrived, the total monetary gifts they brought almost surpassed those of half the guests combined.

What kind of families do you all come from?

Finally, as it neared eleven o’clock, the banquet hall was already bursting at the seams with people.

The accountant wiped the sweat from his forehead and, after waiting several minutes without anyone coming to sign in and give gifts, he was about to tidy up the ledger and head backstage.

Behind him, the resounding steps of someone wearing Martin boots approached him.

The accountant straightened up, and before he could speak, a card and a set of brand-new car keys were placed on the table, "Li Qiao."

Heh, he had guessed it.

Not surprised at all.

The accountant moved his mouth but before he could ask, the other person rotated his neck and said in a deep voice, "Bo Tingsu."

After saying that, he walked away.

But he didn’t enter the banquet hall. Instead, he headed straight back to the elevator.

As he reached the elevator, he looked back at the sign-in desk and then made a call, "Big brother, I’ve given the gift money and the car keys, and left my name."

The voice on the other end responded with a low tone, and Bo Tingsu no longer paid any attention, stuffing his phone back into his camouflage pants and then leaving the Royal Hotel.

Later, a few more people came by, but none entered. They were all there to deliver gift money on behalf of others.

It was still... Li Qiao.

By half-past eleven, nearly all the guests had arrived.

When the accountant was about to leave the sign-in desk again, Li Qiao, the young daughter of the Li Family, emerged from the banquet hall, dressed in a white women’s leisure suit.

Each time this girl was seen, she was even more stunning than before.

The impeccable white suit, with excellent drapery, displayed rolled-up sleeves, revealing her slender wrists, while the loose trousers swung with a graceful arc as she walked.

Li Qiao stood with one hand in her pocket, standing at the entrance of the banquet hall, looking toward the direction of the corridor elevator.

The pouring sunlight was cut by the floor-to-ceiling windows into irregular shapes that lay on the carpet and in the corner of the wall.

In less than three seconds, the elevator doors opened, and a tall, distinct figure stepped out, carrying a silent aura as he walked in the daylight.

The man was in his unchanging attire of a black shirt and trousers, with the top two buttons of his shirt undone, revealing his collarbone and Adam’s apple clearly.

Following him were Liuyun and Luoyu, each carrying several items in their hands.

"Am I late?" Shang Yu, taking large strides, stood in front of Li Qiao, appraising her white suit, his thin lips curving into a pleased smile.

Li Qiao bent one leg in front of her, leaning against the sign-in desk and looking at the man, "No, it hasn’t started yet."

The man pursed his lips, his fingers gently brushing aside the hair by her ear, "Mm, let’s go."

As he spoke, he naturally took Li Qiao’s hand, while Liuyun and Luoyu placed the items in their hands on the sign-in desk, announcing each to the accountant.

Something about a King’s Bay Villa, a Mercedes-Benz business vehicle, a Guanyin jade carving bestowing children...

The accountant was completely baffled, are you here to attend the wedding or to flaunt your wealth?

...

When Li Qiao and Shang Yu walked hand in hand into the banquet hall, the originally noisy and lively scene seemed to pause as if someone had pressed a mute button.

Everyone looked at the contrast of black and white figures; such a color scheme was inherently thought-provoking, indeed someone muttered ’Black and White Impermanence’ under their breath.

But the moment they saw the man’s handsome face and the girl’s bold, delicate features, all those thoughts were swallowed down.

Perfect match; those two words, no matter how many times they were repeated, were never too much.

In the crowd, naturally, there were people who recognized Shang Yu.

It only took three minutes for word to spread, and every prestigious guest at the venue knew that Shang Shaoyan, the South Sea merchant, had actually attended the Li family’s wedding banquet.

And the girl he was leading by the hand, it didn’t take long for people to inform others, was the Li family’s carefully protected young miss, Li Qiao.

The two of them went to the front row of the VIP table, facing the two primary seats at the wedding stage, which seemed to have been reserved just for them.

At that table were seated influential figures such as the boss of the South Sea power factions, Master Zhong Jiugong, the gold-medal funeral director, national academician Jiang Hande, and the president of the Medical Alliance, Su Moshi.

There were seats for ten persons, and nine were already occupied.

Each individual had a distinct identity, with an extremely high social standing.

Above all was Shang Shaoyan, the South Sea merchant.

Later on, news spread from somewhere, and many guests knew one thing —

All these top South Sea aristocrats had come for the Li family’s young miss, Li Qiao.

Such a grand and rare scene was truly the envy of onlookers.

For example, the family at the neighboring table, including uncle Duan Yuanhong and aunt Duan Shuhua, and especially the long-unseen cousin Duan Yixuan.

Seeing Li Qiao seated among a crowd of outstanding and handsome men, as if being held up by all the stars, a tide of jealousy surged uncontrollably within them.

If it were not for Li Jun’s wedding, they would not have seen Li Qiao for a very long time.

Due to the inheritance dispute arising from their grandfather Duan Jingming’s will, their relationship with the Li family had become highly antagonistic.

Though they had not clashed head-on, it was pretty much the same as having a fallout.

Duan Yixuan clenched her fingers tightly, but apart from hatred and jealousy, she was powerless to do anything.

The memories of being chastised by Li Qiao played back in her mind like a rewind, and she suddenly felt panic-stricken, as today’s Li Qiao had reached a summit that they could only look up to.

Because her boyfriend was none other than Shang Shaoyan, the South Sea merchant.

The man whose deeds were the talk of the town.

...

The wedding ceremony officially began at 11:58 a.m.

Li Jun stood at the front in a tailor-made groom’s suit, and as the master of ceremonies delivered an impassioned opening speech, all eyes turned to the grand doors of the banquet hall behind him.

The ceremonial attendants opened the twin doors, and with the wedding music playing, Zong Yue, in a snow-white wedding dress, walked down the aisle arm in arm with Zong Zhan.

She wore a floor-length veil that hid her meticulously made-up face.

Countless lights shone upon her, carrying the envious and blessed gazes of everyone, as she walked toward her groom.

Zong Yue had fantasized countless times about her wedding scene.

She wanted a champagne-colored castle, to wear the most beautiful and longest wedding dress, to step onto the floral platform with everyone’s blessings, to marry the man of her dreams, Li Jun.

Now, all of it had come true.

Li Jun stood behind the champagne-colored castle; he was at the end of the flower-adorned aisle, with one hand behind his back. As she drew nearer, he reached out his hand.

Today, Li Jun was undoubtedly the only focal point in her eyes.

Zong Yue felt fortunate that she did not wear gloves over her wedding dress, for when she laid her sweaty palm in Li Jun’s hand, a flood of unprecedented emotions washed over her.

This was their first touch.

The man she loved made vows to her at this dreamy wedding.

Even if not marrying for love, in the end, she still became his wife.

Zong Yue cried, unable to control her emotions.

Especially after Li Jun and she exchanged rings, and at the moment they kissed, for the first time, she knew that this serious and upright man had a pair of very soft lips...