Although only three days passed, Zhang Fan had made thorough preparations for the upcoming wedding.
On the first day, the Qin family sent out invitations widely, confirming the guest list for the banquet.
After reviewing the list of wedding attendees, Zhang Fan felt that the current area of Huxin Island might become somewhat crowded. Therefore, he immediately arranged for people to reclaim land by filling in the lake, doubling the island's area in just one day to the size of two football fields.
Concurrently, he temporarily removed the formation covering Huxin Island, as it was no longer necessary with his presence safeguarding the island.
Although Zhang Fan had only invited a select group of close friends and family, the Su and Qin families had such extensive networks that the estimated number of wedding guests exceeded one thousand.
Furthermore, more than half of these thousand guests were representatives from major families across China, making for an impressively grand affair. The remaining three of the four great families of Yanjing, each led by their current patriarch, arrived with generous gifts to offer their congratulations.
Without an invitation, even the richest individual in a province would not have been granted entry to the island.
Before dawn, the island's perimeter parking lot was already filled with all manner of luxury cars, creating a magnificent spectacle.
“Sister Luoshui, you look so beautiful today!”
Zhao Qingqing, invited to be a bridesmaid, was captivated by Qin Luoshui’s appearance after her makeup was done. As a woman herself, she was enthralled.
Today, Qin Luoshui was wearing the Thousand Threads Garment that Zhang Fan had prepared for her.
As a spiritual treasure, the Thousand Threads Garment could change its form according to the wearer's will, making it incredibly magical. Today, it had transformed into the style of a long wedding gown, fitting perfectly and accentuating Qin Luoshui’s graceful figure to perfection.
“You will have your day too,” Qin Luoshui gently stroked Zhao Qingqing’s hair, looking at herself in the mirror, her face filled with a happy smile.
“I really wonder if Zhang Fan saved the galaxy in his past life to be able to marry such a beautiful wife,” Qiao Ruxin, standing nearby, also expressed her envy.
“Don’t be envious of me. You’re in the same grade as me, and I’m getting married today while you’re still single. Don’t be too picky,” Qin Luoshui teased.
“Is it me being picky?” Qiao Ruxin pouted. “It’s easy for you to say. If I had a husband who was the best in the world, I wouldn’t be picky either.”
Without comparison, there was no harm. She counted her suitors and sometimes found one to be quite good, but the moment she compared them to her best friend’s husband, her interest instantly vanished.
“When I was with Brother Zhang Fan, he wasn’t the best in the world yet,” Qin Luoshui said.
“Then it can only be said that you have excellent taste. Even with your mother’s strong opposition back then, you didn’t give up,” Qiao Ruxin nodded. She knew quite a bit about the story between Zhang Fan and Qin Luoshui. Back when Zhang Fan had not yet risen to prominence, he was merely an unknown figure from Donghai, and standing beside Miss Qin, the eldest daughter of the Qin family in Yanjing, he seemed out of place. Even with Qin Luoshui’s mother’s relentless pressure, Qin Luoshui had not given up.
“Then next time, I’ll bring one over, and you can help me see if he’s suitable?” Qiao Ruxin said with a smile.
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On the other side of the villa.
Zhang Fan and his group of friends were gathered, also preparing for the wedding ahead.
“Holy crap, I can’t believe how handsome you look in a suit!” Zhuo Tairan looked at Zhang Fan in the mirror, almost unable to believe he was his high school buddy. In high school, Zhang Fan’s looks were very ordinary. If one had to praise him, it would only be that he was somewhat refined. But now… the tall, over 1.8-meter man in the mirror, whose figure was perfectly complemented by his suit, was this handsome man Zhang Fan?
“People grow, don’t they? I’m so rich, it’s normal to look good,” Zhang Fan chuckled.
“Boss, you’re dressed so handsomely. It seems a bit inappropriate to ask me to be your best man,” Geng Lesheng said speechlessly. Geng Lesheng, who was initially very confident in his appearance, felt his own looks were completely overshadowed when standing next to Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan had invited his close high school friends, Zhuo Tairan, and a few college roommates, selecting two of them to be his best men. Qi Wenxuan was naturally low-key, and Yi Ziping, although usually lively, was a bit nervous in this situation. Thus, Geng Lesheng and Zhuo Tairan were chosen as his best men.
The wedding was an outdoor beach ceremony, with a stage set up on the vast beach of Huxin Island, beside the clear, rippling lake. A giant dragon swam in the water, creating an incredibly dreamlike scene.
After all preparations were completed, the guests took their seats, awaiting the official commencement of the wedding. The wedding host for this occasion was Qin Luoshui’s elder brother, Qin Mo. As the eldest young master of the Qin family, Qin Mo had always been well-connected in Yanjing. However, he felt it was a great honor to host his sister Qin Luoshui’s wedding today. It was hard to imagine a young master who had long frequented Yanjing’s high society circles acting as a wedding MC, which felt a bit odd to those who knew Qin Mo. But Qin Mo himself felt no discomfort. His face was beaming with a brilliant smile as he fluently recited the lines he had memorized thoroughly.
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“Next, we invite the handsome groom to enter!”
As Qin Mo’s voice fell, the symphony orchestra, which had been waiting, promptly began playing the wedding march. People’s gazes involuntarily shifted towards the groom’s entrance aisle, their eyes filled with curiosity. They wondered what the supreme figure of the Chinese martial arts world would look like on his wedding day.
Zhang Fan, dressed in a perfectly tailored grey suit, walked slowly. All eyes were on him. As he walked onto the stage, even Qin Mo, a man, was drawn to Zhang Fan, stealing a second glance.
“Saint Master Zhang is so handsome! If I could marry him, I’d be willing to die,” some young ladies from prominent families said dreamily, their eyes full of adoration upon seeing Zhang Fan.
“Next, we invite the beautiful bride to enter!” Qin Mo cleared his throat and said again.
Qin Luoshui slowly emerged from the flower arch, holding a bouquet of full lilies in her hands, which were as white as jade. The Thousand Threads Garment she wore, bathed in sunlight and reflected by the lake, emitted a soft, radiant glow, making her appear as beautiful and captivating as a celestial fairy. She walked slowly, to the accompaniment of the moving symphony, onto the stage and stood beside Zhang Fan.
“Luoshui, you’re so beautiful!” This was the first time Zhang Fan had seen Qin Luoshui in a wedding dress. It was their first look, and from that first glance, Zhang Fan was utterly captivated…
Qin Mo looked at the golden boy and jade girl standing beside him and exclaimed, “I must say, this bride and groom are the most handsome and beautiful couple I’ve ever seen in my career as a wedding MC. Don’t you all agree!”
“Yes!” Qin Mo’s words made the audience laugh, but everyone enthusiastically agreed, shouting in unison.
“Really…?”
“I don’t think so. If I were the groom, I think I’d be more suitable!”
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ps: Second update!