As the wedding date drew near, Lu Zhengyao and Mrs. Lu also returned from abroad.
Their wedding had practically become known throughout the country.
Everyone was shocked that the person in power at the Lu Group was marrying a commoner—and a man, no less.
Every single one of them thought Lu Mingyu had to be crazy!
But because of the Lu Group's authority, no one dared discuss it.
Song Shi'an had thought he would not be nervous, but the closer the wedding date came, the more uneasy he felt.
He was nervous for no reason at all.
After working overtime to finish everything at the company, Lu Mingyu set aside two days to prepare for the wedding.
He took Song Shi'an to a private custom tailoring shop.
The owner was a beautiful woman. She stepped forward and greeted them warmly. "President Lu, you're here. The clothes are all ready. Would you like to take a look?"
"Mm. We're here for Shi An to try them on," Lu Mingyu said.
The owner led them inside. On a rack in the middle sat two exquisite suits, one black and one white, both beautifully made.
Looking at the two suits, Song Shi'an did not know whether his brain had short-circuited, but he blurted out, "If we wear these on stage, won't we look like the Black and White Impermanence?"
Lu Mingyu lightly tapped him on the head, his voice full of amusement. "What nonsense are you talking about? Is that any way to talk about your own wedding?"
Song Shi'an awkwardly changed the subject. "How did you know my measurements?"
Before ordering the clothes, Lu Mingyu had never asked him to get measured.
Lu Mingyu bent slightly and leaned close to his ear, whispering, "I've touched you so many times. How could I