The Cinnabar Mole of a Beijing Circle Tycoon

The more than 500 red envelopes they brought were not used up, so Meng Jiangyu simply asked the groomsmen to distribute the remaining red envelopes to the staff, makeup artists, stylists, and maids on site, for the sake of a festive atmosphere. Everyone thanked them with smiles, and the joy in the hall grew stronger.

Meng Jiangyu specially arranged for the bridesmaids to receive exclusive private red envelopes, each containing 100 grams of gold and engraved with the character for "happiness".

Amid cheers and blessings filling the room, Meng Jiangyu carried Shen Qingyao out of the master bedroom, across the red silk-covered floor, and gently placed her into the flower-decorated wedding car.

Four bridesmaids followed closely behind, with the groomsmen flanking them on both sides. The motorcade slowly started and headed towards Yu Garden.

A breeze brushed past the car window, carrying the gentle warmth of summer.

The wedding convoy drove smoothly into Yu Garden, which had already been decorated.

Yu Garden covers a vast area, with pavilions and towers adorned with red silk and flowers. From the entrance of the park to the red carpet in the inner garden, the entire route is covered with exquisite floral art symbolizing perfection.

Lanterns and auspicious characters hung from the eaves of the waterside pavilions, and every corner, from the ceremony area to the welcoming area, was exquisitely decorated.

Luxury cars lined up neatly on both sides of the park, with Maybachs and Rolls-Royces waiting in turn. Each license plate was understated yet carried significant weight. Almost all the prominent families and dignitaries of Beijing were present, their elegant attire and warm conversations exuding the solemnity and prestige of a top-tier family wedding.

Meng Jiangyu carried Shen Qingyao as they slowly walked through the long corridor adorned with lanterns and festive decorations.

The air in the master bedroom of Yu Garden is filled with a faint scent of ambergris and sweet rose.

Meng Jiangyu placed Shen Qingyao on the bed covered with bright red brocade, his fingertips gently brushing the stray hairs at her temples, his eyes filled with tenderness: "Rest here for a while, the stylist will help you change into your phoenix coronet and wedding gown. I'll go outside to greet the guests, and I'll come to pick you up when the auspicious time arrives."

Shen Qingyao nodded slightly, her cheeks flushed with a shy blush, and softly replied, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

He leaned down and placed a light but solemn kiss on her forehead before turning and leaving the bridal chamber, walking steadily toward the main ceremony area.

The ceremony venue at Yu Garden was already packed.

At the center is a huge stage built by the water, covered with a large red velvet carpet. On both sides stand gilded pillars, adorned with peony and red rose floral arrangements. At the top hang layers of crystal chandeliers and tassels with the character "囍" (double happiness) that sway gently in the wind, creating a dazzling spectacle.

The guest seats were filled with celebrities from all walks of life, all dressed in fine clothes and speaking with propriety.

As time passed, sunlight streamed through the eaves of Yu Garden, falling on the red carpet and casting a gentle golden glow.

The auspicious time has arrived.

Meng Jiangyu stood in the center of the stage, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his gaze fixed on the entrance to the ceremony, quietly waiting for his bride.

The lights in the entire venue suddenly dimmed, leaving only a spotlight that steadily fell on the archway at the entrance to the ceremony.

The next second, Shen Qingyao appeared.

She took off her morning robe and put on the phoenix coronet and embroidered robe that had undergone more than a dozen revisions before being finalized.

The bright red silk satin is spread out on the ground, and the hem is covered with auspicious dragons and phoenixes embroidered by hand in gold and silver threads. The collar, cuffs and front are all covered with intricate and exquisite gold embroidery with fine stitches, making it incomparably luxurious.

The phoenix crown on her head was inlaid with pearls and precious stones using the kingfisher feather inlay technique. The hanging pearl tassels swayed gently with her steps, making a crisp and melodious sound with each step.

Her wedding dress accentuated her bright eyes and white teeth, her gentle features, and every inch of her exuded her unique elegance and beauty.

Without her father leading her, she walked alone on the red carpet covered with roses, step by step, slowly towards Meng Jiangyu in the center of the stage.

The entire room fell silent, and all eyes were on her.

Some were amazed, some were moved, and some had tears in their eyes.

The red carpet was long, but she walked it with firmness and composure, because she knew that at the end of the road was her lover, her final destination, and all the happiness she would have for the rest of her life.

Meng Jiangyu stood there, watching her approach step by step, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

When she walked up to him, Meng Jiangyu took the initiative to extend his hand, his well-defined fingers firmly supporting her slightly cool fingertips.

The emcee's voice was gentle yet solemn, and the wedding ceremony officially began.

During the vows, Shen Qingyao held the microphone, looking at her lover, "Meng Jiangyu, before I met you, I often wondered what kind of person I would spend the rest of my life with. Until you appeared, I understood that love is not a dramatic plot, it doesn't need earth-shattering scenes. It's hidden in every detail where you remember my tastes, hidden in the moments when you instinctively protect me. We didn't have a childhood sweetheart connection, nor did we experience years of tug-of-war. But I'm overjoyed that our meeting was perfectly timed. All the waiting has been meaningful; the right person will eventually arrive as scheduled in time. Thank you for watching." Despite all my awkwardness and shortcomings, you still firmly hold my hand. I clearly know the love you give me, and you are completely certain of my deep affection for you. We are independent and whole, equal and free; we are empathetic and tolerant, intimate and secure. Our souls resonate, our personalities complement each other; we are lovers on our journey of dreams, we are confidants in the everyday life. We firmly believe that the mature form of love is marriage, and the true meaning of marriage is the ordinary yet vibrant years that naturally grow within us. Therefore, in this era of diverse choices, I wish to use this ceremony as proof, this promise as a pledge, to walk hand in hand with you on our life's journey.

Meng Jiangyu held Shen Qingyao's hand, his gaze intense, each word clear and firm: "They say marriage is an adventure for the brave, but I want to say it's two clear-headed souls capturing a quantum entanglement of certainty in a cloud of probability. We don't need to be each other's saviors, just emergency contacts during emotional lows, co-founders in major decisions, and chief experience officers in ordinary days. From this moment on, we will be each other's most steadfast comrades, most relaxed family members, and most frank life partners. The moment I met you was the beginning of the Big Bang; every atom cheered, just to announce your arrival. From then on, time has a new footnote, and days are filled with love. Every brick and stone on the streets we've walked together holds..." My heart flutters; every glance feels like a star falling into my eyes. Before I met you, I was a lone, rolling stone, never intending to stop for anyone. Until you appeared, my hard edges softened, and my wandering heart found a safe haven. Thank you for making me believe that love isn't a fleeting, dramatic passion, but a gentle, enduring flow year after year. From now on, every moment will be each other's warmest support and unwavering companionship. Even if the universe collapses and the stars cease to twinkle, our love will never end. I'm willing to smooth my sharp edges into gentle curves for you, so you can be your truest self. Go forth and pursue whatever you love, and I will always be the most reassuring shore you turn back to.

Shen Qingyao's eyes were slightly warm, and tears welled up in them, but she smiled exceptionally sweetly.

When exchanging rings, the couple's rings are slowly slipped onto each other's ring fingers, binding them together for the rest of their lives.

There were no surprises or setbacks throughout the entire process; everything went smoothly and the room was filled with sincere blessings.

Dressed in phoenix coronet and embroidered robes, amidst a ten-mile-long red bridal procession, with her beloved by her side, close friends in attendance, and distinguished guests gathered, she witnessed this grand occasion.

Looking at Meng Jiangyu before her, at the guests who had come for them, and at the Yu Garden that had witnessed the beginning of her happiness, Shen Qingyao's heart was filled with immense warmth and sweetness.

She knew that from this moment on, she was no longer Shen Qingyao walking alone, but Mrs. Meng, walking side by side with Meng Jiangyu.

The ceremony proceeded smoothly amidst applause and cheers, with every step perfectly executed, fulfilling their original aspiration of perfection.

The wind rustled through the flowers in Yu Garden, red silk fluttered, lanterns swayed gently, the sunlight was perfect, and love was at its peak. All the beauty was captured in this moment, frozen in time for them.