Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 623: V493: The grand finale countdown 1. 2000

The helicopter sprinkled rose petals from the sky, and the red carpet was laid across the lush green lawn.

The European-style castle of the Feng Family, set against a warm brown and simple gray palette, made the wedding site even more breathtaking than a European royal wedding.

Not to mention the countless fresh flowers, colorful gauze, champagne towers, and cake and candy towers.

It seemed that everything in the world was prepared for her, to pamper the wife with the best of everything.

Qiu Zhixuan had three wedding dresses alone.

One main wedding dress, one short knee-length wedding dress for going out, and another ultra-light mermaid dress for taking photos with guests at the Feng Mansion.

Not to mention the pre-prepared traditional Chinese embroidered long gown from the Republican era, and the domestically renowned designer’s embroidered tassel cheongsam.

Moreover, two short and simple gowns were prepared for taking photos with the bridesmaids and groomsmen.

Each piece of jewelry worn by Qiu Zhixuan with her wedding dresses was uniquely crafted from various world-class jewels.

Even with the ultra-thin mermaid dress, the bracelet casually worn on her wrist was crafted by a European artisan with 520 high-clarity small diamonds, a luxury worth millions at the lift of a hand.

Every item was eye-catching.

When Qiu Zhixuan appeared in her main wedding dress at the actual wedding with Feng Chengjin, it shone so brightly it almost blinded everyone’s eyes.

An over-five-meter-long train was encrusted with Swarovski crystals.

With Qiu Zhixuan’s long dark brown curls, she looked like a princess straight out of a Disney cartoon.

Yet Qiu Zhixuan felt extremely embarrassed, especially when she stood in front of Feng Chengjin.

She softly whispered, "Did I really need to be dressed like this?"

At twenty-eight, her personal style actually leaned more towards the ultra-thin mermaid wedding dress.

At least... it suited her age?

Feng Chengjin couldn’t help but smile warmly, pretending to adjust her earring, and whispered in her ear, "But when I first saw you, you were only 18. I imagined that if you could wear a wedding dress, it would be just like this. Besides, 28 is not old at all. Compared to my age, you will always be my little princess."

Instantly, Qiu Zhixuan’s face flushed red with laughter.

The priest they invited paused, surprised by the couple’s spontaneous joy.

After all, the vows hadn’t been read yet, and they were already glowing with happiness.

Their smiles were so full of joy that it seemed water could collect in their eyes.

However, this was great; it must be heaven’s blessing for them to love so sincerely and step into marriage.

With a silent "Amen" in his heart,

the priest began to recite everything.

Like in all weddings, the question was asked: Will you marry XXX, love and respect them, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, forever together?

Everyone has heard these words countless times.

But the most touching part is actually that moment when the newlyweds say, "I do."

So.

For those who knew the hardships Feng Chengjin and Qiu Zhixuan had gone through, hearing them say "I do."

brought tears of excitement and emotion to everyone present.

Especially Qiu Yuan and Ye Xilan, the mothers with softer hearts on either side, who took out handkerchiefs to wipe their eyes.

Even Yu Yuanshen and Bai Qifan wore gentle smiles, quietly watching their expressions of happiness with deep gaze.

The ring exchange.

The rings were the pair Qiu Zhixuan chose two years ago; instead of marrying, they separated for two years, each holding onto one ring.

At that time, Feng Chengjin took them to replace Qiu Zhixuan’s engagement ring from ten years ago.

And then used this pair as their wedding rings.

Specifically how to wear them.

Feng Chengjin decided; the pair of rings were to be worn on both their ring fingers.

The engagement ring would go on her middle finger, representing marriage, to commemorate the proposal that was missed ten years ago for a lifetime.

It’s undeniable, Feng Chengjin’s obsession with certain things was disturbingly deep.

But this kind of obsession only made Qiu Zhixuan smile even brighter.

When they played the montage of their past moments of love,

Qiu Zhixuan still felt somewhat shy and awkward.

Because some wedding planning materials were too complicated; she was a little sleepy due to pregnancy, and sometimes the nausea hit hard, leaving her exhausted. So, she thought the video would just be wedding photos and didn’t pay it much attention.

She didn’t expect it to end with eight years of photos Feng Chengjin collected of her.

There were various poses and forms of her.

And two years ago, without her knowing, countless living details in the Pinghu District villa recorded by the cameras were included.

There were scenes where she tried to bathe Demon, but Demon playfully refused, and they chased each other around the villa, with Feng Chengjin standing upstairs chuckling at her.

While she lounged on a chair, nestled in his arms working on the iPad, Feng Chengjin typed on his laptop beside her, and they ended up in a discussion, eventually looking deep into each other’s eyes and casting aside everything to kiss.

She woke up early, secretly called the French chef, and attempted to cook, but made a mess until Feng Chengjin came over, held her in his arms, and taught her hand-in-hand.

All these were enough to make her blush.

Finally, she unexpectedly saw the inside of the bedroom in the Beijing courtyard where she once stayed!

Accompanied by the camera, it entered her bedroom, revealing all the collected photos, messages, and magazine clippings... all featuring Feng Chengjin.

Qiu Zhixuan’s face turned redder, utterly unsure of how to handle the situation.

When she first met Feng Chengjin, at the time when He Qimo and the others came to Beijing to find her, she felt overwhelmed by the number of eyes and hid everything away in a locked box.

After marrying Feng Chengjin, she didn’t dare let him know about it and didn’t bring it back to Rong City with her.

But where did Feng Chengjin get this information?

Feng Chengjin just gazed at her with amused eyes, inadvertently glancing towards her father, Gu Qingfeng.