Chapter 38: The Wedding Ceremony

Although she didn’t turn off her phone, Wang Zhao dialed for a long time, but there was no sign of the other side answering.

In the end, until the ringing stopped, Wang Zhao didn’t hear the voice of the person on the other end.

She dialed again, and this time the phone on the other end showed that it was turned off. Sitting in the car, Wang Zhao opened Chen Fangli’s WeChat, looked at the conversation between the two of them for a long time, and finally didn’t send anything, deleting that string of call records from her phone’s contacts.

The wedding was to be held in four days, but Wang Zhao had been busy for the first two days, especially the night before, when she didn’t sleep until about eleven or twelve o’clock. As a result, she woke up around four o’clock the next day. It was already noisy outside, and she couldn’t sleep, so she simply got up.

At this time, the stylist hadn’t arrived yet. The sounds outside were Wang Xuechun and Zhang Ke talking in low voices, and the sound of slippers dragging on the floor while walking in the living room. The sound wasn’t loud, but Wang Zhao, who was a light sleeper, heard it clearly.

After getting up, she didn’t go to wash up first, but turned on the light on the desk, preparing to read for a while.

At this time, even she found it difficult to calm her mind. Various thoughts kept swirling in her mind. Wang Zhao held a tablet in her hand, and somehow thought back to the first day she came here. It had only been two or three months, yet such big changes had already occurred.

It was only two or three months, but she felt as if she had been here for two or three years, utterly exhausted in body and mind.

Wang Zhao wrote three characters on the book.

Li Zhenguan.

Then she crossed them out with one stroke. She gathered all her thoughts, calmed down, and read a few more pages of the book, doing exercises while watching videos. Under these circumstances, time passed very quickly.

When she was awakened by a knock on the door, it was already past six o’clock. The stylist would come to do her styling at seven o’clock, so she needed to quickly tidy up. There were already some people sitting in the living room. Xu Yingchun, Xu Hao, and several good friends had arrived and were eating breakfast in the living room.

Wang Zhao quickly washed up, casually changed into a set of clothes, and walked out. She found an empty seat and sat down, finding an unopened box of soup noodles on the table and placing it in front of herself.

“Eat quickly, the stylist has already arrived and is downstairs now.”

Zhang Ke had prepared breakfast for the stylist, which was now placed on the table. The whole house was very lively. The reason Wang Zhao slept so late yesterday was that many people came to decorate the bridal chamber. Now her room had changed dramatically, all red. When she opened her eyes this morning, she thought she had traveled through time again for a moment.

Wang Zhao nodded, rolled up her sleeves, took a bite of noodles, and turned to ask her father beside her, “Dad, have you eaten?”

She was afraid that this person would be busy early in the morning without eating, and who knows when lunch would be. It would be a busy day.

“I’ve eaten, I’ve eaten.”

Zhang Ke was still arranging the living room, checking around, and found no problems. He didn’t have time to breathe a sigh of relief and sent someone to watch at the door. He was afraid of missing the auspicious time. They had to leave for the hotel before nine o’clock.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Zhao, who was eating slowly and leisurely, and couldn’t help but feel annoyed: “Eat faster, when the stylist comes up later, you can’t be eating a bowl of noodles, right? It won’t be good if it gets on your clothes.”

Wang Zhao sighed and only then sped up.

Seeing this, Xu Yingchun beside her couldn’t help but twitch her mouth. It was also her first time seeing Wang Zhao like this. Who knew that this person was like this at home? But it was also imaginable. No matter how high and mighty a person is, when at home, they’re just ordinary.

But there was still some sense of disillusionment.

Xu Yingchun finished drinking the noodle soup, wiped the corner of her mouth, and then asked in a low voice, “Didn’t you sleep well last night?”

“Is it that obvious?” Wang Zhao touched her face and rubbed her brow.

Xu Yingchun glanced at Wang Zhao’s complexion and decided not to say anything more. Actually, she only noticed that this woman didn’t look very energetic. As for her complexion, it was as usual. Even without makeup, standing in a crowd, she would definitely be the most beautiful one.

“It’s fine, when the makeup artist comes later, they can cover it up for you.”

As the two were talking, the stylist had arrived. Two people were carrying clothes in dust covers behind, and several men and women were carrying boxes. The house, which wasn’t very big to begin with, suddenly became cramped. The bridesmaids, very observant, changed to another place.

Wang Zhao also put down her breakfast. Zhang Ke immediately arranged for someone to clean up the table and led the stylists to have breakfast first.

The man who was mainly responsible for Wang Zhao’s makeup looked around and frowned, “No need to move, let’s do the makeup here in the living room. The lighting is good here.”

Because the living room had floor-to-ceiling windows, one large window, and now the sun had just come out, sunlight shining in, the whole room was bright and the lighting was quite good.

Breakfast was all moved to the dining area, and Wang Zhao found a place to sit down.

The makeup took about forty to fifty minutes, with just the eyes taking twenty to thirty minutes. Actually, when she looked in the mirror at the end, she didn’t see much difference, just that her skin condition was a bit better. After the makeup was done, she went back to her room to change clothes. Unlike the wedding dress in the previous world, the wedding attire in this world was more like a formal dress style.

For the bride pickup, they had ordered a green long dress paired with a white suit. Wang Zhao had a tall and slender figure, very thin, particularly suitable for this green fitted long dress design. Li Zhenguan’s features were already delicate, with eyes like paintings, and the white suit made him look even more handsome and elegant.

The two had tried on the outfits once before and were both very satisfied. However, to be on the safe side and prevent unexpected situations, they had also ordered another set of formal wear, in case of emergencies when there was no backup plan. Fortunately, the formal wear that the stylists brought over didn’t need to be used, as there were no issues with the green formal wear.

It was already past eight o’clock when the makeup was done and clothes were changed, almost nine o’clock. The group hurriedly set off. The wedding car had already been decorated while they were doing makeup, and Zhang Ke had given each driver a certain amount of red envelopes.