Who Could Get Close to Su Yingxue?

"First bow to the heaven and earth."

"Second bow to the ancestral hall."

"The couple bows to each other."

"The ritual is complete..."

After that shout, Su Yingxue's hand was tightly held by Chu Yihan. Their fingers intertwined, clasping into each other's palms.

Su Yingxue was also overwhelmed with emotions.

The upcoming wedding banquet was a period they both had to deal with separately.

Before letting Su Yingxue go to the bridal chamber, Chu Yihan insisted, "Call me."

"What?" Su Yingxue blushed. She pretended to be ignorant.

"Call me hubby," Chu Yihan's voice was as gentle and magnetic as a heavenly melody, stirring hearts.

"No... I'll call you that when we're in the bridal chamber!"

"Not now... I don't want to call you that in front of so many people!"

"Alright!"

Chu Yihan leaned closer to her. He happily agreed.