She walked into the ceremonial area with Lu Shifeng.
It was a lush lawn, with all the greenery specially cultivated for this wedding, having been carefully tended in the greenhouse throughout the winter, only to be exposed to the slightly cool early spring outdoors today.
Lush and vibrant, like a soft, dense carpet.
Su Xingyu looked around and saw guests in groups of twos and threes holding drinks and snacks, chatting as a live band played at a corner of the lawn. The superstar Xia Ling, dressed in a fairy-like gown, was singing with a microphone in hand.
She smiled, originally intending to invite Xia Ling to be a bridesmaid, but Xia Ling insisted that anyone could be a bridesmaid and preferred to sing at her wedding. Having a superstar perform was an imnse honor, especially considering Xia Ling’s famously proud nature. It was unprecedented for her to accompany anyone as a singer. Many had laughed at Su Xingyu for aiming too high by marrying into the Lu Family, expecting her modest relatives to embarrass her at the wedding banquet. However, Xia Ling’s actions greatly silenced them—this superstar was here for the bride’s sake.
Additionally, her colleagues from the photography center, Ling Weilong, Ouyang Yi, and Cang Er, also attended.
Even though many of them had ordinary backgrounds, Ouyang Yi and Cang Er were well-reputed figures.
Ouyang Yi graced the event in formal attire, suave like a prince from a fairy tale, holding a glass of wine while mingling among the crowd on the lawn. His gaze was bright, his conversations easy and charming, attracting the attention of countless female guests. Even Lu Shifeng’s mother, Du Shuxian, revealed a slight smile after Ouyang Yi complinted her a few tis, brightening her initially sullen expression.
Cang Er was chatting with guests about fashion and Su Xingyu’s profound photography skills.
Unknowingly, the two of them earned a lot of goodwill for Su Xingyu, dispelling the impression that the bride’s guests were lacking in stature and changing people’s perception of the modestly-born bride.
However, the people from the Zhuang Family were angry and displeased but couldn’t vent their frustration.
Su Xingyu accompanied Lu Shifeng to socialize around the crowd. Watching Ouyang Yi flaunt like a peacock not far away, she smiled and said to Lu Shifeng, "Thank you for letting invite him."
Lu Shifeng replied, "Just this once. Don’t let it happen again."
Given his nature, he would never have invited Ouyang Yi to their wedding, but since this wedding was ant to fulfill her once-in-a-lifeti dream, he reluctantly made an exception.
She still felt a bit uneasy and asked him again, "You said you’d find an elder on my side last ti. I’ve asked you so many tis, but you haven’t told who it is. Now that the formal ceremony is about to start, you should at least tell , right?"
Lu Shifeng rely smiled faintly, "You don’t have to worry about anything."
She was so frustrated that she could almost stomp her foot. At a ti like this, how could one not be worried?
But he remained calm and composed.
The wedding officiant approached them, informing them that the formal ceremony was about to begin.
He instructed her, "Wait here obediently," and left her side, moving to the designated spot for the groom.
Su Xingyu felt anxious, but there was nothing she could do. She comforted herself, thinking that since he was so capable, he wouldn’t ss things up, and nervously waited for the officiant to announce the start.
The wedding officiant picked up the microphone, stood on a stage in the center of the lawn covered in a red carpet, and cleared his throat: "Thank you all for attending the wedding of Mr. Lu Shifeng and Miss Su Xingyu..."
On the lawn, all the guests in their finery stopped chatting and turned to look in the direction of the officiant.
The officiant, beaming with joy, went on with a lot of words about the perfect match and then said, "Now, let the bride’s parents lead her to the groom."
The music shifted, and the band began playing the wedding march.
The guests all turned their eyes to Su Xingyu, curious about the identity of the bride’s parents.
"Is it Su Zhongxiao?" one guest asked the person beside them quietly. "Didn’t I hear that Su Xingyu already cut ties with her biological father, Su Zhongxiao?"
"I don’t know," another guest replied, "If it really is Su Zhongxiao, that would be quite disgraceful. He has a bad reputation in the business world and is just a nouveau riche. How could he be worthy of the Lu Family?"
"That would bring sha to the bride."
"I think it might not be Su Zhongxiao; since Su Xingyu has cut ties with him, she might have found soone else."
"Who could she find?" soone expressed doubt, "A godfather? A godbrother? Maybe the Lu Family found her soone temporarily, but even if so, it would seem unauthentic and lack strength. How can sothing like this rely on the groom’s connections?"
Many guests nodded in agreent.
A wedding is a union of two families. If even guiding the bride to the groom has to rely on the groom’s relatives, what’s the point?
Among the guests, Zhuang Heng’s lips curled into a smile.
A smile filled with schadenfreude... Su Xingyu, even if you have Xia Ling to perform, even if your friends include luminaries like Ouyang Yi and Cang Er, and even if Shifeng helped you assemble an elite bridesmaid group, it doesn’t matter. In the end, it all pales in comparison to the person who leads you to the groom, because the stature of that person is the true key.
"A modest family is just a modest family," she couldn’t help but say, her voice just loud enough for a few nearby guests to hear.
The guests beside her took a glance at her, neither agreeing nor opposing, choosing to watch the situation unfold.
Su Xingyu was also anxious; who on earth had Lu Shifeng arranged for her?
In the crowd of guests, an elderly man began to walk slowly toward her.
The elderly man was dressed in an impeccably tailored formal suit, looking alert and full of spirit.
She looked at him, and for a mont she was stunned. Could it be that Lu Shifeng actually found...
"Mr. Lee!"
"It’s Mr. Lee!" exclaid people in the crowd.
This was sothing no one could have imagined. The elder representing the bride’s side was such a prominent figure, with the Lee Family’s reputation being as famous as thunder—an overseas powerhouse among Chinese underground forces. A re stomp from them would shake half the world.
This elderly man was currently the head of the Lee Family.
His status was no less than that of Mr. Lu of the Lu Family!
"Why would Mr. Lee agree?" The guests couldn’t keep calm; they had assud that Su Xingyu wouldn’t have any significant relatives. Who knew not only was there a significant one, but an earth-shattering one!
Su Xingyu was stunned too. Mr. Lee?
She recalled that she had only t this old man once at Lu Shifeng’s birthday party. How could he be here to serve as an elder at her wedding? What was going on? She couldn’t help but look up, her eyes seeking Lu Shifeng, but he only smiled at her without explaining.
The guests started discussing: "This must be soone the groom arranged, right? Only the Lu Family has such influence."
"Of course, otherwise what rit does Su Xingyu have? But this is against the etiquette, leaning this much on the groom’s connections, the bride’s side looks weak and undignified."
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