However, Han Jing firmly repeated, "Let's wait a little longer."
She was resolute in her attitude, and although Ning Shiqi did not understand, he still nodded.
Then everyone quietly watched the high platform.
The voice of the man in red was still affectionate and gentle,
"Second bow to the parents."
Flowers floated gently from the sky, red petals landed on the white jade high platform, distinctly red, like drops of crimson blood tears.
Yet the man's lips carried an immensely happy and satisfied smile, his voice slightly trembling with the joy of possessing the whole world in a single moment,
"Spouses bow to each other."
He faced Shui Jingmo, gently holding his fingers, gazing at him with deep emotion,
"Ceremony complete."
These scenes were so beautiful that they almost made people weep, but the few fully awake ones present knew all too well that no matter how beautiful it was, this was an illusion, it was all fake.
