Chapter 910: When All the Extravagant Hopes of the Past Come True
The hall bloomed quietly with flowers of elegant sanctity.
Through the lofty lancet windows of the hall, one could see the wide dome, the vast, azure sky, and streams of bright sunlight piercing recklessly through the window mullions, making the colorful stained glass screens dazzling to behold.
Sunlight fell into Wen Yanqing's black eyes, where he wore a smile, though probably no one knew of the strands of nervousness hidden in their depths.
The guests were seated in the hall's chairs, their faces all revealing pure smiles on this grand day. Shi Jun, the best man, adjusted the boutonniere for Wen Yanqing, then, with a smile, patted his arm and returned to the wedding aisle, facing the congregation.
Shi Jun remembered his own astonishment at the pervasive, luxurious elegance when he first entered the hall, and now before him were guests ranging for real estate magnates to high-ranking political figures—this wedding was the most grandiose he had ever seen.