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Autumn arrives as promised, turning the maple leaves in Beijing into a mesmerizing red, and the ginkgo leaves spread out like a golden carpet, filling the air with a crisp yet gentle fragrance.

The wedding was held at a manor in the suburbs, where the lawn was covered with roses.

Even more magnificent than the sea of ​​flowers at the proposal, the reds were passionate, the pinks delicate, and the gradient blues dreamlike. From afar, it looked like an overturned palette, shimmering in the autumn sunlight.

The flower stand was draped with white gauze curtains and adorned with fairy lights. When the wind blew, the gauze curtains swayed gently, and the lights flickered, like starlight scattered on the ground.

Guests arrived one after another, their elegant attire and cheerful conversations filled with smiles of blessing.

Liu Yunshu stood in front of the makeup mirror wearing a haute couture wedding dress. Layers of pure white lace were layered on top of each other, and the skirt was inlaid with tiny crystals, which reflected a soft halo under the lights.

The makeup artist was applying the final touch of lip liner to her lips. The woman in the mirror had delicate, slender eyebrows and slightly upturned eyes, exuding a natural charm. Her lips were tinted with a soft mauve color, making her skin appear even whiter than snow. The smile in her eyes was undeniable, like the brightness of an entire autumn.

"Miss Liu, you look beautiful today." The makeup artist exclaimed sincerely, putting down the lip brush and gently brushing away the stray hairs from her shoulder.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Liu Yunshu gently stroked the lace trim of her wedding dress with her fingertips, and her heart inexplicably quickened.

This is my first time getting married in two lifetimes, and it feels... not bad at all.

At that moment, the door was pushed open, and Liu Yunfan walked in.

He was dressed in a smart best man suit, holding a bouquet of white lilies of the valley. He walked behind Liu Yunshu, looked at his sister in the mirror wearing a wedding dress, a hint of amazement flashed in his eyes, followed by a slight bittersweet feeling.

"Sister, you look like a fairy today..." He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing, before finding the right word.

Liu Yunshu was amused by him and turned around. Her skirt fluttered gently with the movement, like a blooming flower.

"You're so sweet-talking." She took the lily of the valley, her fingertips brushing against the pure white petals. "This flower is really beautiful."

Before Liu Yunfan could speak, Lu's mother pushed open the door and entered, carrying an exquisite jewelry box.

"Yunshu, try this on." Mother Lu smiled and opened the jewelry box. Inside lay a jade bracelet. The jade was warm and translucent, gleaming softly under the light. It was clearly a rare treasure.

"This was given to me by Grandma Yan when I married into the Lu family."

Mother Lu picked up the jade bracelet and carefully slipped it onto Liu Yunshu's wrist. "Now, it's time to pass it on to you."

The cool touch of the jade bracelet against the skin was strangely comforting.

Looking at the warm, white mark on her wrist, and then at the genuine smile in Lu's mother's eyes, Liu Yunshu felt a surge of warmth in her heart: "Thank you, Mom."

"Silly child, we, the Lu family, are fortunate to have such a wonderful wife as you."

Mother Lu patted her hand, her gaze falling on her face, growing more and more satisfied. "It's almost time. Ayan is waiting outside. I'll take you out now."

Liu Yunfan stepped forward and politely bent his arm, saying, "Sister, let me see you off."

Liu Yunshu smiled, took his arm, lifted her skirt, and walked step by step toward the auditorium.

The melodious wedding march drifted in from outside, and the heavy wooden door slowly opened, instantly drawing all eyes to her.

At the end of the red carpet, Lu Yan stood tall and straight in a sharp black suit, with a lily of the valley pinned to his chest, the same type as the bouquet she was holding.

He looked at Liu Yunshu walking towards him, his eyes shining brightly, as if filled with a sky full of stars. His hands were trembling slightly with nervousness, yet he was also filled with uncontrollable joy.

Liu Yunshu approached step by step, stepping on the rose petals scattered on the carpet, listening to the exclamations and blessings from the surrounding guests, her gaze always fixed on Lu Yan.

Sunlight streamed through the stained glass, casting a soft golden glow on him and softening his usually sharp features.

When she reached him, Liu Yunfan released her hand and solemnly placed her sister's hand in Lu Yan's, whispering, "Brother-in-law, I'm entrusting my sister to you. If you dare to bully her, I'll be the first to punish you."

Lu Yan gripped Liu Yunshu's hand tightly, feeling the warmth between his fingertips. He looked at Liu Yunfan and said in an extremely serious tone, "In this life, I will only cherish her and will never let her suffer the slightest grievance."

The pastor stood before the altar, a gentle smile on his face, and began to recite the vows.

"Mr. Lu Yan, do you take Ms. Liu Yunshu to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"

Lu Yan's gaze never left Liu Yunshu's eyes, his voice clear and firm, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor: "I do."

He paused, as if afraid it wasn't solemn enough, and added, "Yun Shu, from the first moment I saw you at the airport, my heart began to beat for you. For the rest of my life, all my tenderness, all my favoritism, everything I have, belongs only to you."

Liu Yunshu's eyes instantly welled up with tears. Looking at the undisguised love in his eyes and listening to the soft sobs around her, she couldn't help but smile.

When it was her turn, she took a deep breath, met Lu Yan's nervous yet expectant gaze, and said in a clear, bell-like voice, "Mr. Lu Yan, I am willing to marry you."

She raised her hand, her fingertips gently tracing his cheek, her tone both amused and earnest: "For the rest of my life, whether it's the romance of love or the mundane routine of daily life, I want to be with you."

When they exchanged rings, Lu Yan's fingertips were still trembling as he carefully slipped the diamond ring he had prepared onto her ring finger.

Unlike the one she wore for the proposal, this ring features a band of tiny diamonds around the setting, with a large central diamond that sparkles brilliantly under the lights, yet it cannot compare to the brilliance in his eyes.

Liu Yunshu also picked up the ring, stood on tiptoe, and gently put it on his finger.

The cold touch of the metal made Lu Yan stiffen, followed by an indescribable burning sensation.

"Now, the groom may kiss the bride," the pastor announced with a smile.

Lu Yan reached out and gently lifted the veil. He leaned down and kissed her with a burning passion that he had been holding back for a long time.

The next second, the veil fell, gently enveloping the two of them.

This kiss was different from the eagerness of the proposal, and different from the passion in the glass room. It carried the solemnity and preciousness of the wedding ceremony, like a stream flowing gently in autumn, tenderly washing over the heart.

Liu Yunshu closed her eyes, feeling the warmth and trembling between his lips and teeth, and raised her hands to wrap around his neck, surrendering herself completely.

The applause and blessings around us seemed to become blurred background noise, and only our intertwined breaths and clear heartbeats remained in the world.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Lu Yan pressed his forehead against hers, his eyes filled with an intense, unyielding love. He gently wiped away the lipstick stain from the corner of her lips with his fingertips, his voice low and gentle: "Mrs. Liu, please guide me for the rest of my life."

Looking into his smiling eyes, Liu Yunshu gently pinched the button on his suit jacket with her fingertips, her smile as bright as a flower: "Mr. Lu, it's a pleasure to do business with you."

At the guest table, Liu's mother's eyes were already red, and Liu's father quietly handed her a tissue.

Mrs. Lu held Mrs. Liu's hand, and the two smiled at each other, their eyes filled with relief.

Liu Yunfan held up his camera and captured the moment, his face behind the lens beaming with undisguised joy.

Shen Yi and the others huddled together, whispering and teasing, "Brother Lu's kiss was too restrained," but they were all infected by the overflowing happiness and smiled with their eyes crinkling.

Even Zhou Mingyu, who was in the corner, held up his wine glass and raised it towards them, a relieved smile on his lips.

Sunlight streamed through the stained glass, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on the newlyweds, as if gilding this grand occasion with an eternal halo.

After the ceremony, Liu Yunshu went into the dressing room to change into her formal attire.

She changed into a champagne-colored fishtail gown, which accentuated her shapely curves. The rhinestones on her shoulders and neck sparkled under the lights, adding a touch of elegance.

Liu Yunshu straightened her skirt in front of the mirror, her fingertips casually brushing against her neck, where faint marks left by Lu Yan when he lost control last night were still there, cleverly concealed by her delicate collarbone chain.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Yan's voice came from behind, slightly hoarse from just finishing a social engagement. He had walked in at some point, his suit jacket casually draped over his arm, the collar slightly open, revealing his sexy collarbone.

Liu Yunshu turned around and met his smiling eyes. "I was thinking, Mr. Lu did quite well today, he didn't say anything wrong in front of the pastor."

Lu Yan chuckled softly, stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, greedily inhaling the fragrance of her hair.

"I was so nervous I almost forgot my lines. All I could think about was you walking towards me in your wedding dress." He paused, his fingertips gently hooking her collarbone necklace. "This necklace... is it the one I gave you?"

"Yes," Liu Yunshu looked up at him, "you gave it to me, of course I should wear it."

Lu Yan's Adam's apple bobbed as he leaned down and kissed her lips, his breath slightly tipsy with a possessiveness that left no room for doubt.

"Mrs. Liu," he kissed her urgently yet lightly, "there are people outside, wait until it's over..."

"How about it when it's over?" Liu Yunshu teased him deliberately, gently drawing circles on his chest with her fingertips.

"Let's go home." He bit her lip, his voice low and husky like a lover's whisper. "Make up for everything you owe me, little by little."

Shen Yi's urging voice came from outside the door: "Brother Lu, Yun Shu, it's time to cut the cake!"

Lu Yan reluctantly released her, tidied her slightly disheveled hair, but the burning intensity in his eyes did not dissipate.

"Let's go, Mrs. Liu, our wedding isn't over yet."