The next day.
Before dawn, Yan Mo's door was pushed open by Su Yunxiu, "Momo, get up quickly, the makeup artist is here, and the person delivering the wedding dress is here too."
Yan Mo sat up from the bed, feeling drowsy, her head still spinning. Seeing several people bustling into the room, she finally remembered that today was the day of her wedding.
The makeup artist, wearing a mask, efficiently spread out her makeup kit, while the staff member delivering the wedding dress carefully pushed the gown into the room.
Yan Mo stared blankly at the white wedding dress adorned with sparkling diamonds. Wasn't this the exact dress she and Zhao Luoluo had seen yesterday but couldn't order? How could it be here?
After being stunned for a long time, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone and called Zhao Luoluo. A second later, Zhao Luoluo entered the room, still on the phone with her.
The two of them screamed together.
"Did you make a mistake?" Yan Mo asked the staff member nearby.
One of the young girls recognized them; weren't these the two who had stared at this dress yesterday and said they wanted it expedited?
How could it be them?
She also thought she had made a mistake and hurriedly took out the invoice, "It is the wedding dress ordered by Mr. Liang. We were told to deliver it to the bride's home by five o'clock this morning without fail. The bride's surname is Yan..."
As she spoke, the young girl looked at Yan Mo, seemingly confirming if Yan Mo's surname was indeed Yan.
"That's right." Zhao Luoluo leaned over to take a look and confirmed with Yan Mo, "It's not a mistake. This wedding dress is for you."
Zhao Luoluo then became excited, "I didn't expect that this wedding dress was ordered for you by Liang Qingzhou. This is truly a coincidence."
"Alright, alright." Su Yunxiu entered, "You two, stop acting crazy. Hurry up and get your makeup done; the makeup artist has had her things set up for a long time."
Yan Mo finally came back to her senses, an unusual feeling rising in her heart.
She sat woodenly in front of the vanity, letting the makeup artist apply makeup to her face.
Zhao Luoluo chattered on the side, saying that Liang Qingzhou must really care about her to have gone to such lengths to order this wedding dress.
The two staff members from the wedding dress shop, having changed their previously indifferent attitude from yesterday, took turns praising Yan Mo for being beautiful and having married a good husband, yunyun.
Not long after Yan Mo finished her makeup, Liang Qingzhou arrived to pick her up.
Yan Chen blocked the door with the children of relatives and friends. The groomsmen brought by Liang Qingzhou stuffed many red envelopes through the door crack and entered the entrance door without any effort.
The door to Yan Mo's bedroom was also successfully opened under the barrage of red envelopes from the groomsmen.
Seeing Yan Mo sitting on the bed in her wedding dress, Liang Qingzhou was slightly stunned, but he quickly restored his composure. A faint, indifferent arc hung at the corners of his mouth, cold and self-restrained.
Cooperating with the games set up by Zhao Luoluo and the young girl from the wedding dress shop, Liang Qingzhou handled them with ease.
Throughout the entire game process, Yan Mo only felt that Liang Qingzhou seemed uninterested, and she herself was not in the right state of mind, watching everything in front of her like an outsider.
It wasn't until Yan Chen hugged her and cried his eyes out as they left the house that Yan Mo realized she was the protagonist of the day.
Just as Yan Mo wanted to laugh at her younger brother for being useless and ask why he was crying, Liang Qingzhou handed Yan Chen a thick red envelope.
Yan Chen stopped crying immediately, threw Yan Mo into the co-pilot seat, and ran off.
There was no rehearsal for the wedding; everything was sudden.
Fortunately, the Wedding Company found by the Liang family was very professional. As Yan Mo approached the waiting room next to the banquet hall, she could hear the Master of Ceremonies using a standard wedding tone.
Before going on stage, Yan Mo had not seen Liang Qingzhou. For some reason, she felt a sense of expectation, even though it was just a Contract Marriage.
She was so nervous that she kept picking at her fingers. The makeup artist on the side kept comforting her, telling her not to be nervous as it would make her sweat.
She stood outside the large doors leading to the banquet hall. As soon as the auspicious time arrived and the doors opened, the brilliant lights instantly showered over her.
In that instant, the wedding dress she was wearing, embedded with tiny diamonds, became dazzling. It made her nose ache and her eyes squint.
After a long while, she adapted to the intense light and saw Liang Qingzhou standing on the stage in his groom's attire. The brilliant stage lights hit his cold face, making it impossible to see his expression.
Yan Zhiyuan's eyes were red as he held his daughter's arm. He had been looking forward to his daughter getting married every day. Now that the day had finally arrived, his heart felt as if it had been carved out.
As the music invited by the host began to play, Yan Mo held her father's arm and slowly walked toward Liang Qingzhou. The Master of Ceremonies was spouting blessings, but Yan Mo was somewhat distracted.
Having felt nothing for this wedding initially, she now seemed to truly realize that she was getting married today. The wedding was real, but her heart felt somewhat unsettled.
The lights flickered, and her heartbeat quickened. The next second, she felt that all of this was unreal. With one hand holding her father and the other lifting her wedding dress, Yan Mo's steps toward Liang Qingzhou were somewhat unsteady.
Setting other things aside, she was satisfied with the wedding. The 288,000 in betrothal gifts, the 188,000-a-day wedding dress, the professional Wedding Company, and the most Luxurious Hotel in Nancheng—the vast banquet hall seemed endless. Yan Mo felt that if she and Liang Qingzhou were not in a Marriage of Convenience, this wedding would have been perfect.
As she approached Liang Qingzhou, Yan Mo looked up at him, only to crash into his deep gaze.
Then, Yan Zhiyuan placed Yan Mo's hand into Liang Qingzhou's. In that instant, Yan Zhiyuan's eyes turned red. He had practiced his speech for two days, but at this moment, he couldn't say a single word.
Liang Qingzhou understood his hesitation to speak. He also remained silent, giving his father-in-law a firm gaze, as if saying, "Please rest assured, I will take good care of her."
Yan Zhiyuan nodded silently and stepped aside.
What followed was the routine wedding ceremony. Yan Mo's head was spinning, and when it was finally about to end, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Next, she had to change into a dress for the wedding banquet. As soon as she came out, she saw her Ex-boyfriend Zhang Zheng standing at the Doorway, as if he were waiting for her.
Yan Mo had a face full of surprise. Before she could even say the words "Why are you here?", Zhang Zheng asked her with a look of horror: "Yan Mo, what do you mean? You just found someone to marry, that's fine, but why did you have to marry my Maternal Uncle?"
Now it was Yan Mo's turn to be Surprised, "Who? Which one is your Maternal Uncle?"
"Don't play dumb. The person you married is my Maternal Uncle. Yan Mo, tell me honestly, did you marry my Maternal Uncle just to disgust me?"
"If that's what you think, then so be it!" Yan Mo didn't expect that Liang Qingzhou was actually Zhang Zheng's Maternal Uncle. Liang Qingzhou was at the scene when she caused a scene at Zhang Zheng's wedding; she should have guessed earlier that Liang Qingzhou was a relative attending Zhang Zheng's wedding.
"Why did you marry him?"
"Because he gave me 288,000 in betrothal gifts."
Zhang Zheng was about to say something else when Liang Qingzhou walked over and shielded Yan Mo by his side:
"Zhang Zheng, don't be disrespectful. Since you are here for the Wedding banquet, I must introduce you. This is my newlywed Wife. By Generation, you must call her Aunt!"
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