After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

Chapter 910: Chapter 910: When All the Extravagant Hopes of the Past Come True

The hall bloomed quietly with flowers of elegant sanctity.

Through the lofty lancet windows of the hall, one could see the wide dome, the vast, azure sky, and streams of bright sunlight piercing recklessly through the window mullions, making the colorful stained glass screens dazzling to behold.

Sunlight fell into Wen Yanqing’s black eyes, where he wore a smile, though probably no one knew of the strands of nervousness hidden in their depths.

The guests were seated in the hall’s chairs, their faces all revealing pure smiles on this grand day. Shi Jun, the best man, adjusted the boutonniere for Wen Yanqing, then, with a smile, patted his arm and returned to the wedding aisle, facing the congregation.

Shi Jun remembered his own astonishment at the pervasive, luxurious elegance when he first entered the hall, and now before him were guests ranging for real estate magnates to high-ranking political figures—this wedding was the most grandiose he had ever seen.

It showcased Wen Yanqing’s meticulous care for the wedding in every detail.

Romantic wedding music played in the hall, and as the priest announced the prayer, the wedding began.

Wen Yanqing stood at the center looking toward the outside of the hall; years of experience in the business world had honed his composure, but at this moment, his heart was uncontrollably racing.

At the end of the carpet bedecked with flowers, Mr. Lin stood, reaching out his hand to the side.

The bride, in her pristine white gown and holding a bouquet of delicate roses, took her father’s arm, and to the romantic melody of the wedding march, she was about to step slowly into the wedding hall.

Lin Gantang looked toward Wen Yanqing, who awaited at the end of the red carpet; the ease and anticipation before the wedding suddenly turned to tension at this moment.

She couldn’t help but fiddle with the hem of her wedding dress.

This was the dress he had chosen for her with care, revised countless times.

The wedding dress’s exquisitely elegant hand-embroidered blossoms conveyed an unspeakable delicacy and intricacy.

The diamonds scattered on the gown released brilliant light, gloriously resplendent as if the Milky Way had descended upon the soft tulle, gently veiled beneath the layers of the gown, with the subtle interplay of light and shadow creating a dazzling, luxurious look.

Even the scattered stars in the sky couldn’t outshine its sparkle.

“Dad,” Lin Gantang called out softly.

Despite the solemn and romantic wedding, Mr. Lin, hearing this call, suddenly got nervous, “My girl, you’re not planning to run away from the wedding again, are you?”

The last time she said “Dad,” she declared she wouldn’t marry Gu Zhichuan and ran off without looking back.

Please, not another time!

Mr. Lin immediately pressed his right hand onto Lin Gantang’s, which was holding his, implying it wouldn’t be so easy to run this time.

Lin Gantang’s slight nerves were broken by her father’s reaction, and she smiled, bending her eyes, “Dad, what are you talking about? I just wanted to ask if you’d feel reluctant about handing over your daughter, whom you’ve raised for over twenty years, to another man.”

Mr. Lin almost imperceptibly breathed a sigh of relief and directly stepped forward to lead his daughter into the hall.

In a show of action, he indicated that he was not at all reluctant.

Wen Yanqing saw his lover approaching step by step.

He saw the smile on her face, her cheeks flushed with the glow of happiness, her eyes dazzled by love shiny as stars.

Wen Yanqing’s heart naturally rippled with joy.

This time, she had put on the wedding dress for him.

When all the grand dreams of the past came true, it was hard to differentiate between reality and a dream.

It wasn’t until Mr. Lin placed her hand in his that he knew none of it was illusion.

Wen Yanqing held Lin Gantang’s hand tightly, his gaze unable to drift away from her, his deep, intense feelings hidden behind his dark pupils.

He gazed intently at Lin Gantang, dressed in her wedding gown.

This was his bride.

His throat felt unexpectedly tight.

He had always thought snow was the most beautiful thing until he saw her in the wedding dress, veiled in white for him.