This person is clearly a male protagonist in a female-oriented novel, yet he is excessively lucid.

At this moment, the hotel entrance was already surrounded by all kinds of luxury cars, from top sports cars to luxury business vans, lined up in a row, creating a spectacular scene.

Inside the banquet hall, a distinguished gathering of dignitaries and celebrities, including business tycoons, academic giants, medical professionals, and several stars, all treated Yu Chenzhou with affability and impeccable manners.

The Yu family's relatives huddled in a corner, their previous arrogance gone, replaced by a more deliberate attempt to be friendly. Some even quietly tidied their clothes and wiped their shoes, hoping for a chance to strike up a conversation.

Unable to contain his eagerness, the uncle quickly approached Zhao Yanshu while Yu Chenzhou was escorting him to the lounge, a fawning smile plastered on his face, his tone deliberately softened:

"Sinking Boat, busy, huh?"

Yu Chenzhou stopped and looked at his uncle, his tone calm yet maintaining an appropriate distance:

"Uncle, is something the matter?"

His uncle rubbed his hands together, completely ignoring yesterday's mockery, and instead patted his arm warmly:

"It's nothing major, I just wanted to congratulate you!"

By the way, I just saw that Mr. Zhao is here too. I've been looking for a reliable partner for my building materials business. Could you help my uncle make an introduction?

I just wanted to say a few words and ask him to take good care of me.

A faint, almost imperceptible detachment flashed across Yu Chenzhou's eyes. His gaze calmly swept over his uncle's hand resting on his arm. He didn't deliberately avoid it, but his uncle subconsciously withdrew his hand.

His tone was calm, devoid of any extra emotion, yet carrying an undeniable sense of restraint:

"Uncle, today is the big day for Linlin and me. Let's only talk about the wedding and nothing else."

Since Mr. Zhao is a guest, it is inappropriate for me to disturb him with personal matters;

Furthermore, business partnerships are based on matching strengths; my hasty introduction would have put me at a disadvantage.

Let's discuss your matter another time.

These words were neither humble nor arrogant; they exposed the uncle's utilitarian motives without publicly severing ties, thus gracefully drawing a line between them.

The smile on his uncle's face froze instantly. His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words. He was so embarrassed that his cheeks burned, and he stood there, caught in a dilemma.

Watching Yu Chenzhou turn around and calmly greet the guests, his eyes were filled with resentment and embarrassment, but he dared not go forward to pester him anymore. He could only sullenly shrink his neck and walk back to the corner.

Seeing his uncle's attempt to avoid trouble, the uncle's heart skipped a beat. He quickly reached out and grabbed his uncle, who had just retreated to the corner, and scolded him in a low voice, both anxious and angry:

"I told you not to rush!"

Shen Zhou may seem gentle, but he's very shrewd and has a great sense of propriety. Why did you have to go and walk right into the line of fire?

"Now look what you've done, you've completely lost face, haven't you?"

The obsequiousness on his uncle's face hadn't faded, leaving only a burning embarrassment. He squatted there, muttering in a low voice:

"I was in a hurry... who knew he would be so tough and show no mercy at all."

Seeing this, his cousin Yu Chenhai's anxiety instantly cooled, and he secretly pounded with fear.

Even my uncle was rejected so politely. If I were to ask him to speak well of Chairman Lin, wouldn't that be even more embarrassing?

My second cousin's wife also calmed down from her previous eagerness, and muttered under her breath:

"She's harder to talk to than I imagined. It seems we can't just get close to her easily. We need to be more discreet."

Then she instructed her husband:

"You'd better be careful when you're toasting. Apologize properly first, and don't mention the project. Try to ease the tension first, or you'll lose face completely."

The crowd chattered amongst themselves, their previous confidence and calculation gone, replaced by resentment, apprehension, and unwillingness, as they recalled yesterday's sarcastic remarks.

Looking at Yu Chenzhou's calm and aloof demeanor, he dared not make any rash moves and could only suppress his thoughts, reluctantly sitting back in his original seat.

The murmurs gradually subsided, and the atmosphere in the banquet hall shifted accordingly, with faint sounds of festive drums and music drifting from afar.

Yu Chenzhou stood in the center of the crowd, calmly dealing with the guests from all walks of life. His gentle smile remained, but there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

He had no intention of using these titles and positions to prove anything, but he was also clear that the arrival of these people was not only an affirmation of him, but also the most powerful rebuttal to those rumors.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the dressing room, his eyes full of tenderness.

Soon, he will take Yilin's hand and walk through a red-silk-paved path to give her a perfect wedding.

Sunlight streamed through the banquet hall's floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm glow on the red carpet.

The drumbeats gradually grew clearer and louder. The wedding emcee, dressed in a traditional Chinese suit, walked onto the stage, picked up the microphone, and began to speak with a smile:

"Distinguished guests, dear friends and relatives, welcome to the wedding of Mr. Yu Chenzhou and Ms. Xiao Yilin. The auspicious time has arrived, and our traditional Chinese wedding ceremony officially begins!"

As soon as the words were spoken, all the red lanterns on both sides of the banquet hall were lit up, and the red silk hanging from the beams fluttered in the wind. Instantly, enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted. The Yu family relatives also quickly put aside their distractions and joined in the applause, their eyes all turning towards the entrance of the banquet hall.

The carved wooden door at the entrance slowly opened, and the melodious sounds of the suona and guzheng intertwined, instantly creating a full atmosphere of a Chinese wedding.

The warm lights in the banquet hall were dimmed at the right time, leaving only the red lanterns between the beams to emit a warm red glow, which diffused throughout the venue, setting a solemn and festive tone.

At the same time, a soft yet focused spotlight slowly settled on the red carpet, precisely outlining Xiao Yilin's figure, highlighting the newcomer's leading role without being ostentatious or dazzling.

She walked out slowly, dressed in a formal Ming Dynasty phoenix coronet and embroidered robe.

Her head was adorned with a nine-dragon, four-phoenix crown made of pure gold, with layers of openwork dragon and phoenix patterns, and studded with pearls, rubies, sapphires, and freshwater pearls. As she moved slowly, the strings of pearls swayed gently from top to bottom.

When the light shines through the string of beads, the pearls glow with a soft, bright light, and the rubies and sapphires refract a lustrous, vibrant light, intertwining with the red light of the lantern and casting tiny, flowing spots of light on her temples and neck.

The beads in the shadows shimmered faintly, and the interplay of light and shadow made them appear even more luxurious and substantial.

Each clinking of the beads produced a crisp, melodious sound, making her features appear even more gentle and graceful.

The beaded curtain hanging down her forehead swayed gently with her movements, light and shadow brushing across her eyebrows and eyes. Sometimes, the warm light of the red lantern softened her features, and sometimes, the spotlight revealed the soft light in her eyes, adding a touch of alluring charm.

The xiapei (a type of shawl) is made of the finest bright red brocade satin, embroidered with lifelike patterns of a hundred sons and a thousand grandsons and lotus scrolls using the kesi (silk tapestry) technique. Phoenix patterns are also interspersed among the patterns, echoing the lotus scrolls on Yu Chenzhou's formal dress.

The edges of the pattern are secured with gold thread, and the gold embroidery outlines the three-dimensional texture. When the light sweeps across it, the gold thread bursts with a brilliant luster, blending with the red light of the brocade satin itself and the warm light of the lantern. As you walk, the fabric flows like ripples of red light.

As you step into the area where spotlights and lantern lights intertwine, the dark red of the brocade base becomes even more subdued, while the gold threads and patterns are made even more vibrant by the dual warm light, creating distinct layers without losing their weight.

The hem of the shawl connected to the flowing skirt, embroidered with dark cloud and wave patterns, trailing three feet to the ground, and was gently supported by two maids dressed in light green brocade jackets and skirts with dark floral patterns and wearing headbands.

As the skirt sways, the dark cloud and wave patterns appear and disappear in the warm light, and the red light of the lanterns shines on the edge of the skirt, like a sunset glow coming on the waves.

She wore traditional makeup, with delicate eyebrows and cinnabar lips. One hand followed the matchmaker's lead, while the other held a plain silk handkerchief embroidered with twin lotus flowers.

Her steps were gentle and slow, each step perfectly timed with the drumbeats. The light and shadow of the beads and the luster of the fabric flowed with her movements, making her seem like a beautiful woman who had stepped out of an ancient scroll. She possessed an elegant and noble air that perfectly matched the solemn atmosphere of the entire ceremony.

Yu Chenzhou gazed at the red figure, his eyes instantly filled with tenderness. His previous composure in dealing with the guests completely transformed into lingering affection, and he stood in the middle of the red carpet with a smile, waiting.

The surrounding guests all stood up to look, and everyone stopped talking and laughing, their faces showing approval;

Teacher Zhao Yanshu and his fellow students nodded with smiles, their eyes full of satisfaction.

Chen Xiaoxiao also took out her phone and quietly recorded the scene, her eyes full of blessings.

The Yu family relatives watched intently, and the uncle couldn't help but whisper in admiration:

"This phoenix coronet and wedding gown are so elegant. Yilin is such a lucky girl."

The uncle forgot his previous embarrassment and echoed him, his tone now filled with genuine envy, no longer showing any of his previous pickiness and calculation.

Under the master of ceremonies' guidance, the two began to bow to heaven and earth. When the ceremony ended, they looked at each other and smiled.

Amidst the sounds of drums and applause, they walked side by side toward the stage. The red ribbons on both sides of the red carpet fluttered, reflecting the joy in their eyes. All the hidden rumors and ulterior motives were completely relegated to the background in this perfect atmosphere of the ceremony.