(Wedding shoes, picture)
"This is Mr. Lu, a good friend of the Guo family.”
Guo Anbang introduced Lu Li to the Song Family.
"Hello, Mr. Lu. I'm Song Yaoliang. I'm very glad that you can attend our Ziwen's wedding.”
As soon as he heard Guo Anbang's introduction, Song Yaoliang immediately raised the importance of Lu Li to a very high position in his heart. He quickly reached out to Lu Li and said enthusiastically.
"Hello, Mr. Song."
Lu Li shook Song Yaoliang's hand and said.
"Hello, Mr. Lu…"
The groom, Song Ziwen, also extended his hand and greeted him.
Lu Li looked at the top second-generation rich man in the country…No, fifth-generation rich man!
He had a slender figure, handsome looks, and a refined face. His speech and actions were natural and graceful.
It wasn't like the image of the arrogant rich second generation described in novels…
From this Song Ziwen, one could vaguely see some of his ancestor's elegance, the young master of the Republic of China.
"Hello,"
Lu Li replied.
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After a short exchange of greetings, Song Yaoliang and Song Ziwen invited Lu Li and the others to step onto the red carpet.
Lu Li walked in front.
The red carpet leading to the classical building of the Furry Bear Country was about 30 meters long. It could be said that it was the center of attention. On both sides of the red carpet, reporters from all over the world crowded.
Yang Zhen Er was wearing an elegant black evening gown and was tightly holding onto Lu Li's arm.
She looked at the long red carpet not far away and felt as if there was a huge spotlight on the carpet.
She was just an ordinary, good-looking girl who had never seen the world. At this moment, if Lu Li hadn't been holding her, she would have collapsed on the ground.
Although Lu Li had never been in a situation like this before, his mental state was completely different. On the one hand, he had enough confidence. His ability to control time allowed him to look at anyone directly. On the other hand, Lu Li had read a lot of books these days. His eyes and vision had gradually transcended the trivial matters of ordinary people.
Lu Li did not feel nervous, nor did he feel empty or satisfied…
It was very dull and ordinary. It was just that he had walked on a path that was no different from ordinary people.
Just like that.
Lu Li stepped onto the red carpet with Yang Zhen Er. His steps were neither fast nor slow…
On both sides, reporters pressed the shutter button from time to time, and the sound of the shutter kept ringing in their ears.
"Tell them to delete all the photos of me.”
Lu Li tilted his head and said to Guo Anbang.
"In a while, I'll get someone to check their cameras and memory cards one by one and get them to delete all the photos of you.”
Song Yaoliang, who had been paying attention to them, answered Lu Li first.
"Yes."
Lu Li nodded.
He glanced at the data above Song Yaoliang's head and then retracted his gaze.
'Name: Song Yaoliang'
'Age: 45 years old'
'Remaining lifespan: 33 years, 9 months, 18 days, 23 hours, 15 minutes, 37 seconds'
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After walking the red carpet, they entered the auditorium.
Xin Lang and the bride naturally had things to do, so they took their leave first.
Song Yaoliang brought Guo Anbang and the others to the front seat. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he left.
Today, there were many important people attending the wedding banquet. They needed someone with enough status in the Song family to receive them. Song Yaoliang played this role.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the wedding began.
It was hosted by the famous hosts Heruo and Xie Fei…
Then, the Royal Ballet Troupe of Sun Never Sets performed a ballet as the opening performance.
Soon after, the bride and groom took their places, and the bride entered…
The bride was wearing a white wedding dress, which was made by Dior's custom-made dress workshop and Paris embroidery workshop.
It was designed by Dior's design director, Smith. The dress was made on a wooden model based on Miss Li's body curves.
The wedding dress was made of 35 meters of organza, and a total of seven layers of chiffon petticoats were sewn to form a flower bud shape. It was made by the craftsmen of Dior's haute couture workshop for nearly a thousand hours.
The crown on the bride's head was the highlight of the Chaumet Museum. It was made up of a platinum base inlaid with diamonds and irregular natural pearls…
The bride's wedding shoes were Jimmy-Choo's Cinderella high heels, with 7000 sparkling Swarovski crystals on the upper. The toe of the shoes was adorned with 46 giant crystals, and it was astonishingly luxurious…
The Song family's bride's outfit was not something that could be bought with money.
It also required the clan to have sufficient foundation and history…
This wedding was beyond the imagination of ordinary girls!
This was because the degree of extravagance was beyond the imagination of ordinary girls.
Beside Lu Li, Yang Zhen Er's eyes sparkled.
After that, the groom took the bride to the stage, lifted the veil for the bride, gave a speech to the host, gave a speech to the witness, made a confession, exchanged rings...
The process continued.
As the ceremony was coming to an end, the host announced that the Song family's old master would be attending to give his blessings.
Everyone fell silent.
Old Master Song, who was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, sat in a wheelchair and was slowly pushed into the venue.
Great-Grandfather Fang came to the front of the venue, and the bride and groom stood obediently beside him.
The emcee bent down and placed the microphone in front of the old man's mouth.
Song Shixiong looked at his great-grandson and said in a hoarse voice,
"Don't do things that will benefit you for a long time.”
"Sun Ziwen, remember this."
Then, the old man pushed the microphone away.
Old Master Song's son, Song Ziwen's grandfather, Song Yaoru, pushed Song Shixiong away slowly.
Lu Li smiled as he watched the old man leave.
He said to his left and right, then stood up and walked in the direction where the old man had left.
Guo Anbang seemed to have remembered something. There was some fear in his expression, but also a trace of hope and envy. He looked at Lu Li's back with a complicated look…
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