First meeting, you looked beautiful even when angry.
The way she works.
The first time holding hands.
The first photo together.
...
Some were just a few short words, some accompanied by a passage, each photo paused only briefly but long enough for everyone to see clearly.
The music at some point changed to a very sentimental ballad.
Each photo captured Lian Qingyang’s love for Jin Yan, each was a confession of love, not to mention the sheer number of photos, along with text, the thought and effort in this couldn’t be measured in money.
The betrothal gifts from the Lian Family were many, Jin Yan was moved, but those feelings reached a peak when she saw these photos.
To Jin Yan, none of the betrothal gifts could compare to these photos.
Tang Yue standing aside, even those attending the wedding, felt deeply touched watching these photos.
To receive such love, to be cherished so deeply, Jin Yan is truly happy, unrelated to the Lian Family’s status.
The two little flower children, Zaozao and Chenchen, scattered petals, painting a beautiful and unforgettable scene, surely following Lian Qingyang’s wedding, ceremonies like this will become more common.
Vows of happiness, everything so beautiful.
After the wedding ceremony, it was on to the wedding banquet at Mingzhu Hotel.
Lian Qingyang had already talked to the six groomsmen, if needed during toasts, these six groomsmen were responsible for drinking on his behalf.
The Lian Family put in much effort for this wedding banquet, inviting guests to fill a hundred tables, each table needing to be toasted, if Lian Qingyang had to do it all alone, he’d definitely be flat drunk, never mind not reaching the new bedroom, maybe not even being able to leave the hotel.
The lively and festive wedding banquet proceeded smoothly and successfully, with the combined efforts of the Lian Family, everything with the guests went without a hitch.
Lian Qingyang, reeking of alcohol, still drank a lot despite the help of six groomsmen, when helped to the new bedroom, he seemed too drunk to walk.
"Are you okay?"
Earlier at the toasts, Jin Yan had changed into a bright red gown, as she reached out, she felt Lian Qingyang’s weight leaning heavily on her.
The people who’d helped guide Lian Qingyang into the room had disappeared.
Originally, there was to be some wedding pranking, but unfortunately, Lian Qingyang seemed too drunk to bother, so even if they wanted to prank, they couldn’t.
"Xiao Yang, exactly how much did you drink?"
Jin Yan staggered while supporting Lian Qingyang toward the bed, but as soon as they touched the bed, she felt the world spin, and once opening her eyes, she met Lian Qingyang’s clear gaze, different from usual.
His eyes were bright as if soaked in clear water, black pupils distinctly visible, like an expansive universe ready to swallow her whole.
Jin Yan froze, staring at his eyes.
"Wifey, sweetheart, aren’t my eyes pretty?"
Lian Qingyang smiled broadly, deliberately blinking, looking smug, enjoyed Jin Yan gazing at him dazedly.
"Pretty." Jin Yan instinctively replied, "Why does a big guy like you need such pretty eyes?"
Jin Yan muttered, then suddenly looked at Lian Qingyang in surprise, seeming just to realize, she scrutinized Lian Qingyang and asked, "Were you just pretending to be drunk?"
"Of course."
Lian Qingyang looked smug, deliberately leaned down and kissed the cheek he’d longed to, happily saying, "If I didn’t pretend to be drunk, after they finish pranking the newlyweds, do you think we’d still have time to sleep?"

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