Meanwhile, in the groom’s waiting room, Lu Qingfeng was trying to calm his nerves as he waited for someone to call him once it was time for the ceremony. The wait suddenly felt too long for him, as he wondered why everything was taking forever to happen. He just wanted to marry his bride right here and now.

He tugged on his long sleeves and pulled them in an attempt to straighten out any imaginary creases on his outfit, as he had always dressed immaculately in public. One would never see Lu Qingfeng dressed, especially on his own wedding day.

Weddings these days were usually presided over by a judge or a government official, but Lu Qingfeng didn’t want his bride to miss a wedding ceremony that would involve the closest people in their lives.

He didn’t pay attention to the door as he already knew that it was Song Yiran, his best man, who came to see him. His grandfather was still outside, conversing with the Old General Yun and Lu Qingfeng knew that it might take some time.

“Ah, who would have thought that I would finally see the day the great Lu Qingfeng  became this nervous. Are you sure you are ready to leave your single life and become a married man?” Song Yiran asked as he sat by the windowsill, watching the birds pecking on the crumbs of bread that he had no doubt Lu Qingfeng had left out for them to eat. Despite Lu Qingfeng’s aloofness, he was gentle towards small animals.

Lu Qingfeng gave him a side glance and scoffed. Song Yiran might be physically older than him, but he, Lu Qingfeng, was already living his third life. He had been single and lived alone for so many years, and now that he was about to marry the woman of his dreams, there was no way he would regret it.

“There’s no reason for me to back out from this wedding. I’m sure I won’t miss my single life at all as I would have Feifei with me.” He replied with confidence. “I am a Lu, and just as my grandfather taught me, I should uphold our family name as best as I can while still being happy with Feifei. I want to share the rest of my life with her and start a family with her.”

This wasn’t merely a wedding ceremony anyway. Lu Qingfeng wouldn’t give others any chance to question the validity of his marriage with Su Xiaofei, so the two of them decided to have their marriage certificate signed once the ceremony was over.

Song Yiran shrugged. There’s no point in questioning Lu Qingfeng now. He knew ever since he and Su Xiaofei were in high school that this man was head over heels for her. Lu Qingfeng would never admit it, but he tried his best to intimidate other men who tried to pursue Su Xiaofei when they were younger by constantly being by her side.

When someone came to inform them that the ceremony was about to start, Lu Qingfeng didn’t waste any time and hurried out, eager to see his beautiful bride. As he waited at the altar with his grandfather and Song Yiran, he thanked the heavens for giving him a chance to be reborn and to have Su Xiaofei back in his life.

All thoughts ceased at once when the doors opened and the bride stepped through, with Yun Qingrong and Qiao Fengying on both her sides. Lu Qingfeng locked his eyes on his beautiful bride walking down the aisle, her eyes turned downwards to her bouquet of flowers. The veil was over her face, her dress simplistic yet beautiful and her long hair pinned on top of her head with a few locks framing her face.

Their arrival at the altar was slow and when they reached the end, Yun Qingrong and Qiao Fengying gave Su Xiaofei a kiss on both cheeks before giving her hand to Lu Qingfeng.

“I trust that you will always take care of her, Xiao Feng. I’m glad to gain a son like you.” Yun Qingrong said to him.

Lu Qingfeng stiffened for a moment, which Su Xiaofei didn’t miss at all. She knew that he had some issues with his parents, and it was something he rarely talked about, even with her. Then he smiled and nodded in response to his mother-in-law.

“Always, Mother. You have my word.” Lu Qingfeng promised.

Su Xiaofei blushed once she properly saw her groom. Because of her nervousness, she had tried not to look around when she walked with her mother and father on the aisle earlier and hadn’t paid attention to her groom.

‘He really can pull off anything.’ She thought. Lu Qingfeng looked handsome in his tux. She had felt his eyes on her earlier, and she wondered what he thought of her today.

When their eyes met briefly, she’d seen the slight amusement in his eyes. She was about to purse her lips, but the humor was quickly overcome by a pair of incredibly warm, heated dark eyes to smothering heat.

Su Xiaofei bit her lower lip and lowered her gaze, as if her bouquet of flowers was more interesting than the man she was about to wed. Her heart pounded in her chest as the priest began his sermon. She nodded with the groom a few times until Qiao Yuhan appeared behind them and presented their wedding rings to them. Her little brother, grinning at the two of them as he handed the first ring to Lu Qingfeng and stood next to him.

“…and now the couple may share their written vows to each other.”

To make their wedding day more special, she and Lu Qingfeng agreed to prepare personal marriage vows to each other, rather than following and saying the typical wedding vow exchanged between couples.

Su Xiaofei looked up again to look at her husband-to-be’s face, seeing the gentleness in his eyes as he held the ring that he was about to slide on her finger.. Her heart pounded wildly as they marked the beginning of their lives as a married couple.