Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1195: A Citywide Sensational Grand Fantasy Wedding (Part 3)

Chapter 1195: Chapter 1195: A Citywide Sensational Grand Fantasy Wedding (Part 3)

The stylist standing in front of Qin Ruan secured the veil on her head, stepped aside, faced in the direction of the lady of honor for the day, and crossed her hands over her lower abdomen, leaning forward slightly in a respectful manner. "Madam Huo, everything is ready now."

Huo Zhi and Song Qing, dressed as bridesmaids, were arranging the bridal gown’s train piled on the bed, with the former suddenly pausing her grip on the train.

Hearing the voice coming through the Bluetooth in her ear, Huo Zhi calmly put down the train and walked up to Qin Ruan. "Madam, the master will arrive shortly; we should be ready."

"Thud, thud—"

Just then, someone knocked on the door from outside.

Song Qing standing by looked to Qin Ruan and, after receiving a nod, walked forward to open the door.

Qin Anguo and Yan Yiqi were the first to enter, followed by Yan Xihu, Yan Xirong, Qin Jingcen, Qin Mei, and Hu Yixian, among others.

All eyes were dazzled at the sight of the bride sitting on the bed, the Qin father and sons no different.

They knew Qin Ruan was beautiful—not just her appearance, but also the temperament that seemed to emanate from her very bones.

In the past, Qin Ruan had not fully released this beauty, but now, created by the makeup team, her look and makeup were so exquisitely beautiful that anyone standing beside her paled in comparison.

Qin Ruan gave a slight smile and greeted everyone in a well-behaved and sensible way. She did not show the nervousness and apprehension one might expect from a bride about to be married, nor the anticipation that should have been on a bride’s face adorned with delicate makeup.

She was very calm, almost eerily so.

On such a joyous occasion, everyone was immersed in the festive atmosphere, and no one noticed anything amiss with her.

Members of the Qin and Yan families stepped forward to praise Qin Ruan as the most beautiful bride of the day. The second young master of the Qin family walked up with a cheeky grin and pinched Qin Ruan’s cheek. "My Ruanruan truly has a beauty unparalleled, adorably so."

Qin Ruan glared at him in feigned annoyance and dodged the hand pinching her cheek. "Second brother—"

Her makeup was newly applied, and it would bother her to have the makeup artist to do it over if it got smudged.

Seeing his sister’s furrowed brows, Qin Jingcen stepped forward, grabbed his brother by the collar and pulled him back. He looked at Qin Ruan with deep eyes and reminded her, "Ruanruan, the Huo Family’s wedding procession has arrived."

Qin Ruan blinked, her expression blank, as if there was nothing in her eyes, yet also as if they were covered with an impenetrable mist.

Qin Jingcen tilted his chin towards the window.

When everyone looked, they saw fireworks lighting up the daytime sky.

The daytime fireworks, though not as bright as the night’s starlight, were still stunning.

Hundreds of Albizia flowers blossomed in the blue sky, and after the white fireworks dissolved high up, they descended like flaming phoenixes, with macaron-colored clouds blooming like misty rain.

The dreamy daytime fireworks were simply breathtaking!

Seeing the fireworks outside the window, Qin Ruan’s standard smile at the corners of her lips slightly curled up.

She stood up and, under everyone’s gaze, walked to the window, touching the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window with her finger, as if she wanted to touch the fireworks outside through this thick layer of glass.

"Isn’t it beautiful, Ruanruan? Do you like it?"

Yan Xirong, who had walked up to Qin Ruan’s side unknown when, asked with a smile.

Qin Ruan tilted her head to look at him, her gentle face revealing a faint smile. "Indeed, it’s beautiful. Uncle, I’m very happy today."

Yan Xirong took her hand and, bending down, pressed his warm lips to the back of her hand, sincerely and wholeheartedly saying, "As long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters."

This was a romantic firework display that Yan Xirong had arranged for his niece, on his daughter’s advice.

His daughter had spent her early years in Northern England and, once she came of age, had longed for the lifestyle and customs back home.

Qin Ruan picked up on Yan Xirong’s subtle self-congratulation; she opened her arms wide and embraced the middle-aged man before her without reservation, expressing her heartfelt gratitude: "Thank you, uncle—"

Yan Xihu also stepped forward, reaching out to pat Qin Ruan’s head, but seeing the veil fastened there, instead placed his hand gently on her shoulder and patted it lightly, "Ruanruan, marrying into the Huo Family isn’t marrying up. Not only do you have the Qin Family and Yan Family behind you, but also the Noble support of the Royal Family of Northern England through your uncle.

If you ever suffer any grievances in the Huo Family, don’t bear them alone; we will always stand behind you unconditionally to support you. You are the precious pearl of the Qin Family, and the darling little princess of the Yan Family."

Qin Anguo and Yan Yiqi joined in, echoing the same sentiments.

Qin Ruan thanked her eldest uncle and then opened her arms to embrace both her grandfather and father, her eyes finally reddening with emotion.

In her previous life, she had failed to cherish her family, but in this life, their warmth filled her heart, for the hard-earned affection was what she had always longed for.

She reveled in the unconditional acceptance and esteem from her family and was equally willing to return those feelings.

Downstairs, the bustle of excitement became audible, the sound of flattery penetrating through the door, words such as "Huo Family’s Third Young Master," indistinct but reaching Qin Ruan’s ears.

She knew her awaited one was on his way.

At this moment, Qin Ruan felt a surge of emotions in her heart that outsiders could not fathom.

She pressed her lips together, which were coated in a specially made lip gloss harmless to pregnant women, her dense lashes like little fans drooping slightly, hiding all the emotions in her eyes flawlessly.

The illustrious Huo Zhi, escorted by the Huo Family’s Hidden Guards and accompanied by a group of relatives coming for the bridegroom’s welcome, entered the Qin Family residence, heading straight for Qin Ruan’s room upstairs.

The Qin Family’s guests eagerly fixed their eyes on the row of suave bridegrooms, their admiring gazes mixed with awe.

But soon, one of the men by the Huo Zhi’s side drew all the attention.

The sight of that person felt out of place; the man following Huo Zhi was none other than Xia Yunchen, the Emperor of Film, who had long retired and vanished from the scene.

His handsome face was known to all, and it was difficult not to recognize him, with a demeanor too conspicuous and attention-grabbing.

Logically, by Huo Zhi’s side should be a retinue of groomsmen from great families and Aristocratic Houses, the pride of heaven—like Lu Han, eldest son of the Lu Family; Gongsun Yibo, Family Head of the Gongsun Family; Long Xinzhao, the young master of the Long Family; the second son of the Gu Family; Gu Mingyan, the captain of the Cabinet Guard Squad, and others.

Among these illustrious individuals, the presence of Xia Yunchen, despite his fame, seemed incongruous. As an actor, his identity and status in high society simply couldn’t compare.

Rumors had circulated that the soon-to-be Madam Huo Zhi had once been linked romantically with the actor Xia Yunchen.

Although the rumor was suppressed by power before it could spread, those involved in the entertainment industry were well aware of it.

While many were burning with curiosity, no one dared to ask.

Today marked the joyous occasion of Huo Zhi’s wedding, and anyone who soured the mood would be courting disaster.

Any offense to the Huo Family could leave one with nowhere even to weep—one might as well dig a hole and bury oneself right there.

With such grandeur in the Huo Family’s wedding procession, even a fool could see how much Huo Zhi cared for his considerably younger bride.