The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 1095

Chapter 1095: Extra 04: All the Secret Identities Gathered, Wedding Night

Ying Zijin rarely wore dresses; when she did, it was usually a sporty short skirt with white sneakers.

This was the first time she wore a floor-length gown like this.

The scarlet wedding dress accentuated her already stunning beauty, making her even more breathtaking.

The bridal attire was like fire, her features like a painting.

Sunlight from outside spilled over her, casting a faint golden glow.

The girl’s porcelain-white skin was like cool jade, her lips a deep red, reminiscent of a morning glow, radiating gently.

Fu Yunshen always knew she was beautiful.

But this version of her was one he was seeing for the first time.

Previously, he had only seen her like this in dreams, but now, everything was laid out before him for real.

To the former him, all this had been a luxury he dared not entertain.

His fingers caressed her face, and, forehead touching hers, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Yaoyao."

"Hmm?" Ying Zijin’s eyelashes fluttered slightly.

This was her first marriage.

She valued it greatly.

"Shall we?" Fu Yunshen’s hand moved down, intertwining their fingers, chuckling lowly, "We agreed, let’s get married."

After all, this was just the first.

The upcoming global trip was something he hadn’t told her yet, planning to act first and explain later.

Once he ran off with her, she’d be his.

Ying Zijin nodded, "Hmm."

Ling Mianxi looked at the girl who had already stood up, like waking from a dream: "Shoes! The shoes haven’t been found yet! No, you can’t go!"

She had hidden the shoes in a perfect spot.

Fu Yunshen had no chance of finding them.

If they couldn’t be found, they couldn’t take the bride away.

As soon as she said it, she saw Fu Yunshen had already picked Ying Zijin up horizontally in his arms.

Glancing at her lazily, he said, "Don’t need them."

Then, Fu Yunshen spoke again, "Yun Shan."

"Here, here." Yun Shan immediately ran in with a pair of new red embroidered shoes, "Young master, right here."

Fu Yunshen’s arm strength was astonishing.

With one hand carrying the girl in his embrace, he patiently put her shoes on with the other.

After putting them on, he still carried her as he walked out without even turning back.

Ling Mianxi: "..."

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