The two walked onto the stage hand in hand, and thunderous applause erupted from the guests below.
The Best Man party, Tang Xiao, Tang Lin, and Fang Cheng, stood behind the bride and groom alongside the bridesmaids, Yang Xin, Susan, and Zhu Zhu. Fang Cheng and Yang Xin had not seen each other for a while and were secretly making faces at each other. Only Tang Lin seemed distracted, his eyes constantly drifting toward the audience.
Soon, he spotted a familiar face. For some reason, he felt a little happy.
The emcee rambled on for ages before finally asking the couple to exchange rings.
Without another word, Tang Xuan took out the wedding ring, set aside his arrogance, and dropped to one knee. His voice brimmed with tenderness as he asked Shang Yun, "Miss Shang, will you marry me and become my wife?"
His eyes were full of anticipation, along with a trace of love that was difficult to detect. He hid it well. Even if he showed it, Shang Yun would never believe he had fallen for her so quickly.
So he would not say too many sweet nothings. Compared with spoken promises, tangible actions were far more likely to move someone's heart.
His gaze was so sincere that Shang Yun held out her hand.
Apart from his insatiable desires and domineering personality, there was little else to fault about this man.
She was already lucky to be able to marry him!
Tang Xuan slipped the ring onto her finger, then lowered his head and kissed her hand.
Shang Yun's fingers trembled. A warmth spread through her heart, as though something were breaking through the soil, a little sweet and a little bittersweet.
This man seemed to be taking her seriously...
Tang Xuan stood and expectantly placed the men's