Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1197: A Citywide Sensational Grand Fantasy Wedding (Part 5)

Chapter 1197: Chapter 1197: A Citywide Sensational Grand Fantasy Wedding (Part 5)

Qin Ruan fell silent, and after a while, she suddenly asked, "Were Ayao and Anqi well-behaved at home? Did they not cause you any trouble?"

Two days ago, she had returned to the Qin Family to await her marriage, and the two little ones clamored to come back with her, but for the sake of safety and avoiding chaos on the wedding day, she left them at the Huo Mansion.

Huo Yunjiao continued to gently massage her lower back, his voice exceptionally tender, "When we were coming over, they were fussing to come pick you up. I asked them to stay in the small garden and play with the children brought by the guests attending the wedding, saying it was their task for today."

Due to the oppressive influence of their father’s lineage, the children weren’t as clingy as they were in front of Qin Ruan and just obediently listened.

With the corners of her made-up eyes playfully lifted, Qin Ruan said with indescribable cheekiness, "Those two mischievous brats better not bully anyone into tears."

Given Huo Yao’s and Huo Anqi’s fearless nature, their innate puppet-wrangling ability, and their maturity beyond their peers, making older children cry was a trivial task for them.

The image of his son bullying someone popped into Huo Yunjiao’s mind, and he chuckled lightly, "They won’t, they will be well-behaved today."

On such an important day, the two rascals wouldn’t dare cause real trouble, perhaps even more eager than their father for the wedding to proceed smoothly.

Qin Ruan grasped Huo Yunjiao’s hand, her eyes smiling as she gazed at him, her tone mixed with wonderment and reflection, "We’re really getting married today."

Huo Yunjiao clasped her slender fingers in return, their fingers intertwining without leaving any gaps, "Do you not feel it’s real?"

"A little, it feels like I had a big dream."

Qin Ruan’s fingertips were warm as she gently rubbed the back of his hand, the movement ambiguous and unwittingly flirtatious.

Since getting into the car, her emotions hadn’t fluctuated much; her smile was as obedient as always, showing none of the shyness or hilarity expected of a bride.

Her inadvertently evasive gaze and the inscrutable veil in the depths of her eyes made Huo Yunjiao perceive something.

He gazed deeply at his bride, his sexy lips slightly pursed, a thousand words stuck in his throat unsure of how to voice his inquiries.

The spacious carriage gradually became more oppressive with silence.

"Ruanruan, you..."

"Third Master, Madam, we’ve arrived."

The carriage came to a stop, Huo Qiang, who was driving, called out as a reminder.

The words Huo Yunjiao had yet to ask were interrupted, and he tilted his head to look out the window. The procession had already entered the Huo Mansion wedding venue, his cool and meticulous face suddenly revealed a dazzling smile again.

He tightened his grip on Qin Ruan’s hand and asked softly, "Shall we get out?"

"Alright—"

Qin Ruan scratched the palm of his hand, her smile very sweet.

However, only they knew that some things had changed.

Song Qing and Huo Zhi stood by the car door, gently opening it, waiting for the newlyweds to alight.

Huo Yunjiao alighted first, extending his hand to Qin Ruan, who wore a pristine lace wedding dress.

Her slender, fair hand firmly landed in his palm, and the heart that was lifted eased gradually as it settled into his palm.

The onlookers soon saw the bride’s truly stunning and beautiful face. With Huo Yunjiao marrying, it wouldn’t be acceptable if the bride lacked both background and beauty.

Seeing Qin Ruan with her delicate makeup and pretty face, many people realized that either background or beauty must have caught the Third Master Huo’s eye.

Looking at Qin Ruan’s face, which outshone all the other women at the event, as well as the unique aura she exuded unintentionally, boasting an innocence and allure that tempted men to conquer her, who could say this woman lacked capability?

Beauty is a woman’s greatest asset.

Those unaware of the inside story had already assumed, thinking that Third Master Huo was enthralled by Qin Ruan’s stunning face and believed that Qin Ruan was cunning enough to marry into the prestigious Huo Family when he showed interest in her.

Qin Ruan stood beside Huo Yunjiao, both dressed splendidly and looking perfectly matched.

Most people’s gazes were fixed on Qin Ruan, whose expensive wedding dress concealed her waist and abdomen, making it unclear whether she was indeed pregnant.

Rumors had it that Third Master Huo’s wife was pregnant again, supposedly not just a few months along but almost ready to add a new member to the Huo Family in another three or four months; yet looking at Qin Ruan now, no signs of pregnancy could be discerned.

With a petite face and slender arms, she didn’t look like someone four or five months pregnant.

Holding Qin Ruan’s hand, Huo Yunjiao faced the crowd’s scrutiny with a gentleness in his poised and handsome face.

The red carpet before them was where their marriage would be sealed, the final step into a settled life.

Qin Anguo, accompanied by Qin Jingcen and Qin Mei, walked up, followed by several members of the Yan Family.

Seeing her father’s slightly red eyes, Qin Ruan let go of the Third Master’s hand and turned to embrace him.

Qin Anguo patted her lower back to comfort her, "Daughter, let me walk this path with you."

"Okay,"

Huo Yunjiao withdrew his gaze from Qin Ruan, nodded slightly to the Yue Family, and walked down the red carpet alone under everyone’s watchful eyes.

Qin Ruan turned to look at his retreating figure, her fox-like eyes brimming with sparkly watery allure, creating a misty, almost drunkenly blurred sadness.

Qin Jingcen, seeing the moisture in his sister’s eyes, softly called out to her, "Ruanruan, what’s wrong?"

Meeting his worried look, Qin Ruan forced a small smile on her face, "I’m fine."

Qin Mei, less reserved than his older brother, frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Are you unhappy?"

Qin Ruan shook her head in denial, "I’m very happy."

Yan Yiqi, along with his son and daughter-in-law, stepped forward and everyone extended their blessings.

The Yan Family head took Qin Ruan from Qin Anguo, giving encouragement to his granddaughter, whom he had only found after twenty years, "Child, even married, you remain the Little Princess of both the Qin and Yan families, and we will always stand behind you."

Qin Ruan reached out to hug the old man, "Thank you, Grandpa."

Yan Xihu, accompanied by his wife, approached; his wife, a member of Northern England’s Merovingian Royal Family, had an incredible figure and was stunningly beautiful. Being an unbelievably youthful fifty-year-old mother of two twenty-year-olds, some might even believe she was just in her early thirties.

Thea Merovingian, with support from the royal servants, approached Qin Ruan and, staring at her with gray-blue eyes, sincerely wished, "Today’s bride is adorable, and the groom extraordinarily handsome. You two are such a perfect match, may God bless you and your love."

Having interacted with her over the past few days, Qin Ruan knew this aunt’s Mandarin wasn’t perfect, yet her few sentences of blessings were exceptionally fluent, clearly having been practiced in advance.

Having received such consideration and sincerity from her, Qin Ruan gave her an affectionate, brief hug.

With a radiant smile, she sincerely thanked her, "Thank you, Aunt."

After exchanging pleasantries with the family, the next part of the ceremony ensued, where Qin Anguo walked Qin Ruan down the red carpet and handed her over to Third Master Huo waiting at the end of the carpet.