Wedding

Everything seemed to be perfect for this day. The weather was extraordinarily clear and the sea breeze made the flora danced in a magical rhythm.

Seeing the white sand cascading throughout the seashore from the window of her bridal room, Han Meixiu was exceptionally calm. She's neither nervous nor excited like the usual brides going to have their wedding ceremony in just a couple of minutes.

Her simple gown adorned with tiny little gems that seemed embedded on her silky smooth skin hugged her perfectly proportioned body made her look like an immortal fairy descended from heaven. She wore a crystal drop earrings that accentuated he slender neck and added a more regal demeanor to her over all countenance. Her make up was almost non-existent since she didn't really need any. The make up artist only added light colors to highlight her already beautiful face.

"You look stunning." Li Xiaozhi greeted her as she entered the door. Her eyes were emotional. She never imagined her best friend would get married this soon. They had a long talk last night. When Han Meixiu was filling her in the details she could sense that Liu Zijian's influence in her was starting to grow. Maybe this marriage was a good thing for someone as directionless as Meixiu. With a family that could guarantee her security and safety, she could definitely live peacefully and worry-free life like she always wanted to.

As Li Xiaozhi recalled all those days they've been together, her eyes slowly glistened and tears formed. She was supposed to be the older sister between the two of them but she's a cry baby. She couldn't stop as one drop was followed by another.

"You're not her mom." A cold voice broke her emotional trance.

She glared at him before she left the room. She wanted to lash out but she didn't want to ruin this special day of her best friend. There would be time to settle the debts.

"Cousin Yu." The man who extruded confidence and charm was slightly leaning on the door frame of her bridal room.

He smiled serenely. "Are you angry or grateful to me?"

She didn't answer. She just looked at her cousin blankly seemingly searching for the right response. "I'm not sure. Maybe the latter?" As she gave her answer a trivial smile appeared on her face.

"Then it's good. I fulfilled the last wish of our grandparents. If you're perhaps angry, I'm sorry if you'll feel that I abandoned you and pushed you to the Liu's. But trust me; you'll be in good hands. Though Chen Dewei was also a good choice, the old Han's manipulation didn't sit well on me. It's a good thing you entangled yourself with Liu Zijian." He also couldn't add that he's investigating the death of their grandparents and the more he did, the clearer it was that their death wasn't an accident. He's worried that something might happen to her especially when she didn't have anyone to protect her.

"Cousin Yu, do you think my parents will eventually come back?" Madam Liu mentioned that until her parents came back, she would be under their protection as their legitimate daughter-in-law. She's asking not because she wanted to see her parents nor be part of the Liu Family for the rest of her life. She's asking because she didn't believe that her parents would eventually see her one day. She also believed that Zhang Yu felt the same way. But why did he mention this somewhat condition to Mr. Liu when it's clear that it wouldn't ever happen?

"Future is uncertain. They might come back. They also might not. Don't worry about it. Live your life as Mrs. Liu Zijian." He said and came closer. He then gave her a small egg-shaped trinket with a thin hook covered with ruby stones. "This is your mother's. Granny said it's the first gift your father gave to her."

As for what purpose why Zhang Yu gave it to her, she didn't know nor wanted to know but she still placed it on her palm and eventually clipped it in her bouquet. It was like the representative of her parents. Not bad.

"Let's go." Zhang Yu extended his hands to assist his cousin. He was representing Han Meixiu's family.

Han Meixiu just smiled and looked one last time on the mirror to see her reflection not for vanity reason but to check the reality that indeed, she's a bride and today was her wedding.

Seeing her groom convinced Han Meixiu that whatever the reason behind their union was insignificant. Becoming Liu Zijian's wife was like the perfect thing to do.

He was exceptionally dazzling in his white tuxedo with narrow black lining lapel. He's already gorgeous wearing his usual dark colored business suit but white gave him an ethereal beauty. He stood there as if owning the entire world looking at her. It was a sight to behold.

As his bride slowly and elegantly walked towards him, Liu Zijian didn't see anything anymore aside from Han Meixiu. He felt conflicted if he wanted the time to move faster or to stand still. He wanted to enjoy observing her but he also wanted to held her hand and feel her warmth. He didn't had a chance yesterday as his mother accompanied her almost the entire day. Earlier this day wasn't also possible as she had to prepare for so long. Now that she's within his sight, he couldn't seem wait to hold her.

The abnormal beating of his heart seemed to be connected to her. His eyes were inseparable from her since the moment she walked out of that door and came closer to their location. He didn't know what a beautiful woman would look like as he didn't care about them much more their appearance but to him, Han Meixiu was the one and only woman in his eyes - his wife. His destined woman.

The moment he received her hand, a one in a million smile appeared on his face. It was warm and genuinely sweet. It was a smile that could make the sunshine pale in comparison. It was like time would not be able to move again as it was very captivating.

Han Meixiu felt her heart skipped a beat. The usual intense gaze that could make her nervous was replaced with an affectionate one. She felt an ecstatic string of emotions and before she knew it, her lips curved in response to the man. Clearly, there was a tacit understanding that today was their wedding day. A very important day.