1698: Where is my bride?

Where is my bride?

Jing Tong had a total of seven to eight sets of gowns today. Even though the process had been simplified in consideration of her pregnancy, it was still a wedding that was going to be held nationwide or even worldwide, so some parts were necessary.2

The wedding was also a combination of Chinese and Western styles. For example, her first dress was designed according to the traditional Chinese wedding dress. When the time came, the official wedding photos sent to the foreign media would be mainly photos of her wearing this dress. The bright red satin, exquisite hand-embroidered, and complicated patterns were not as heavy as a traditional wedding dress. On the contrary, this dress was quite light and slender, and it was specially designed for Jing Tong. It brought out the best in her temperament, and it was completely impossible to tell that she was a pregnant woman.

After dressing up, Jing Tong looked at the mirror and sighed, " "Too beautiful, Yingluo."

She had only tried this dress once. Jiang Yu had never even seen it.

The people in the room laughed, and the sound of praise rose from all around. Jing Tong happily accepted it.

No matter what she actually looked like, she was the most beautiful today. No one could refute her!

"It's almost time." The bride's butler glanced at his watch and urged the team, " hurry up. Put away everything that has nothing to do with this. The cameraman will take a picture of it later. By the way, let the makeup artist touch up Madam's lip makeup."

Under the Butler's instructions, everyone quickly got to work. Jing Tong looked into the mirror and adjusted her smile to the most beautiful degree.

After waiting for less than ten minutes, someone knocked on the door.

It was worth mentioning that Jing Tong hadn't found a suitable bridesmaid. Ye Shengge was already married and had a child, so it wouldn't be convenient for her to be a bridesmaid. She asked Xu Yao, but Xu Yao didn't agree after much consideration. Since Jing Tong's wedding was going to be live-streamed, as the bridesmaid, she had to be on camera. Xu Yao was worried that she was not mentally strong enough and would embarrass Jing Tong, and she was also worried that her friends and family would come to her and ask for help, so she could only reject them.

Jing Tong simply let the bride's butler, makeup artist, and stylist act as the bridesmaids. So when the door was knocked, under normal circumstances, the bridesmaids would have to make things difficult for the groom before opening the door. But when they thought that the person standing outside was the president, they didn't dare to act arrogantly. They all turned to Jing Tong for help.

Jing Tong placed her hands on her knees, looking very dignified and elegant. Seeing this, she smiled sweetly. forget it, just drive. Let's hurry up and not waste time.

Since the bride had said so, they were naturally relieved. After Jiang Yu revealed his identity, they immediately crowded to the door, opened it, and looked out curiously.

Jiang Yu had brought quite a few people with him. Although he didn't have many friends of the same level, he had many subordinates. Duan Zhe and the like, who were good-looking, were all brought in to make up the numbers.

Seeing the door open, Jiang Yu walked in first. He was wearing a black uniform that looked like a military uniform, which made him look particularly handsome. There were a few real medals on his shoulders, and his hormonal aura made the hearts of all the women in the room race. The best man was also dressed in a similar outfit. His temperament, which had been trained in the military for a long time, was impressive. They were so shocked that they couldn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Yu didn't care about their dazed expressions. After looking around, he smiled faintly. "Everyone, where is my bride?"

"Aiya, the groom is getting anxious." Only the bride's butler had the guts to tease her and quickly stepped to the side with a smile. The crowd also made way as if they had just woken up from a dream.

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