She took out her phone and uploaded the beautiful photos she had just taken.
On Weibo, she posted pictures of roses and the meal she had just eaten.
Her Moments post was more private, featuring a photo of the diamond ring on her hand and pictures of Ji Zhixiu she had taken, making up a nine-grid collage.
She hadn't expected so many people to be browsing Moments at this hour.
Jiang Mian could visibly see the red notification dots accumulating.
Lu Cong: [Little sister-in-law, this big ring is blinding me! I want to be a groomsman at your wedding.]
Night Wing: [You brought me and Song Yin out just to do this behind our backs? Stealthily?]
Chang Qin: [Adding my name to the groomsman list.]
Chang Qingqing: [Brother Xiu is so thoughtful, [flowers] so sweet~]
Chang Min: [So happy!]
Li Zhuyi: [Congratulations, Sister Mian~ May your future path be smooth, free of illness and disaster, and may you be happy for a lifetime~]
Zhao Xinxin: [Mr. Ji definitely has a romantic side!!]
Song Xingjia: [Are you holding a wedding?]
Just as Jiang Mian was about to reply to each comment, she looked up and saw a private message from Ji Lanruo.
This friend hadn't contacted her in a long time, always traveling abroad.
Ji Lanruo: [Are you preparing to have your wedding with Mr. Ji? Let me know the date once it's set, and I'll come back for the banquet.]
Jiang Mian: [We might, I'm not sure yet. Once it's set, I'll tell you first.]
She was also thinking of asking Ji Lanruo to be her bridesmaid.
At this moment, Ji Lanruo, in South America, glanced at the message on her phone and smiled. [Okay, I'll give you a generous gift when the time comes.]
After sending the message, she stared at the phone screen, thinking about Song Xingjia's comment on her Moments post.
Her fingers tapped absently on the screen, and she eventually locked it.
She closed her eyes contentedly, leaning back.
Jiang Mian received no further messages from her and returned to her Moments to reply to all the comments.
...
It was a month later when Jiang Mian finally finished filming the program.
Her belly was also gradually becoming visible.
She reduced her public appearances.
Ji Zhixiu hadn't kept it from her and had been diligently preparing for the wedding.
He had transferred his current work to Fan Cheng.
The wedding venue was set at Adare Manor, one of the most beautiful castles in Ireland.
He said he would handle the preparations, and indeed, Jiang Mian hadn't had to worry about anything.
He chose the wedding favors, selected the wine, and consulted Jiang Mian on the draft guest list.
Jiang Mian, nestled in bed, thought for a moment. "Of course, we should invite our friends in the industry, and also a few media outlets. We'll invite them in then, so they won't rack their brains trying to secretly photograph us from outside."
Ji Zhixiu nodded. "Okay, whatever you say. Just give me the names, and I'll write the invitations."
Jiang Mian didn't help much. Ji Zhixiu would occasionally come to ask for her opinion, but most of the time, he wouldn't disturb her.
Jiang Mian could see how much effort he was putting into this. Sometimes, when she woke up in the middle of the night, the side of the bed was empty; he was still in his study researching.
After the invitations were sent out, the couple also traveled to Ireland in advance to take wedding photos.
On the day of the wedding photoshoot, the sky was clear and cloudless; it was a beautiful day.
A gentle breeze caressed her face, the air was fresh, and Jiang Mian truly felt the scent of happiness.
...
Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the wedding day.
Jiang Mian thought she would be very nervous, but in reality, she slept soundly from the moment she received the man's goodnight message last night until morning.
At five in the morning, she heard a knock on the door.
Chang Qingqing's daughter, like a little mochi ball, opened the door and tilted her head up, smiling adorably. "Godmother, wake up!"
Jiang Mian bent down and kissed the little one. "Come in quickly."
Ning Ning shook her head and said in a childish voice, "I won't come in. Mommy asked me to wake you up, Godmother. I'll bring you breakfast! Someone will be here to do your makeup soon!"
The little one finished in one breath, her cheeks flushed.
Jiang Mian was melted by her cuteness, impressed that the little one remembered so much.
She nodded. "Okay, I know. Be careful."
"Mhm!"
Task complete, Ning Ning bounced around and turned to leave.
Soon, people started filling the room one after another.
Ji Zhixiu had specifically hired a top-tier styling team.
Jiang Mian sat in front of the makeup mirror. She wasn't nervous at first, but with so many people around her, she suddenly felt anxious.
The makeup artist was applying eyeshadow to her and said to the bridesmaids, "You ladies talk to the bride. Look how nervous she is."
The photographer said, "Relax."
The bridesmaids were Ji Lanruo, Zhao Xinxin, and Jing Yiyi.
Chang Qingqing was already married and, by custom, couldn't be a bridesmaid. Jiang Mian was considering the third, when Jing Yiyi volunteered.
She readily agreed.
The bridesmaids were wearing light pink, off-the-shoulder, tulle bridesmaid dresses, all custom-made by Ji Zhixiu.
Their hair was styled uniformly into princess updos.
At a glance, they were all beautiful in their own way, exuding charm.
Ji Lanruo smiled. "Even though we're already registered, I won't let Mr. Ji off easily later."
Jing Yiyi said proudly, "There's no Mr. Ji today, only the groom. I've prepared a big gift for the groomsmen."
Zhao Xinxin sat on the bed. "Me too! I found several tricky ideas online!"
Jiang Mian was both amused and speechless, suddenly feeling sympathetic towards Ji Zhixiu later.
Ji Lanruo said emotionally, "My brother originally said he would come, but he had a sudden business trip, so he asked me to bring his wedding gift to you."
Her brother's affection for Jiang Mian had faded like past clouds.
Jiang Mian smiled slightly. "Thank you, Brother Ji."
Ji Lanruo chuckled. "It's the least I can do. Did you eat enough this morning? They'll be here to pick you up in a little while."
Jiang Mian closed her eyes slightly, letting the makeup artist work on her. "I've eaten."
Zhao Xinxin held up her phone and took a few photos for her. "Tsk tsk tsk, they say the bride is the most beautiful woman in the world on her wedding day. Master, you're so beautiful it's hard to look away. The groom will be stunned when he sees you later!"
Jing Yiyi's eyes held a hint of envy. "Yes, they are a perfect match."
The women chatted and laughed, keeping Jiang Mian company, and two hours passed unnoticed.
The makeup artist packed up her tools and breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, bride, take a look."
Jiang Mian had good natural features, so she didn't need heavy makeup.
Her skin was fair, her eyebrows were curved, her eyes were bright and clear, her lips were red and teeth were white, and a small mole at the corner of her eye added charm.
The pure white wedding dress she was wearing was created by France's finest designer over two months, named "Love's Embrace."
It had a five-meter-long train, with intricate embroidery all over the hem, unparalleled in its craftsmanship.
The designer had maximized Jiang Mian's strengths based on her figure.
Her delicate collarbones were clearly visible, and her abdomen was slightly toned, so one wouldn't notice her pregnancy without careful observation.
Jiang Mian looked at herself in the mirror. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a knock on the door. "Mommy! Godmother! Open the door for me!"
Zhao Xinxin, closest to the door, opened it. Ning Ning entered, blinked her big eyes, and said, "Mommy, Daddy asked me to tell you that Godfather and the others are on their way to pick you up!"
Chang Qingqing picked up the little girl and closed the door. "Okay, we won't let your godfather give us a big red envelope, and we won't open the door for him."
The little girl licked a lollipop. "What if Daddy gets locked out too?"
Her childish words made everyone laugh.
Jiang Mian's heart also began to beat faster.
The man she loved most was coming to pick her up.
As she was thinking this, a clamor of voices suddenly erupted from outside the door.
Outside the door, the groomsmen were Night Wing, Lu Cong, and Shen Muyuan.
All three were dressed in sharp suits with boutonnieres. They were already handsome and distinguished, with unique temperaments. Standing together like this, it was hard to look away.
As the protagonist, Ji Zhixiu was particularly radiant today, wearing a black suit.
Tall and long-legged, with an ethereal aura, his stern features wore a rare smile today.
No one knew how nervous he was inside.
He had prepared for this wedding for so long.
He took a deep breath, raised his hand, and knocked on the door. "Mianmian, I've come to pick you up."
Inside the door, Jiang Mian, at her bridesmaids' signal, remained silent.
Zhao Xinxin cleared her throat and called out to the outside, "You're getting married, Mr. Ji, so why are you still calling her by her name?"
Everyone chimed in with playful jeers. "Yes, what should you call her?"
Ji Zhixiu paused, knocked again, tilted his head slightly, and smiled. "Wife, I've come to pick you up."
"Louder!"
Ji Zhixiu took a deep breath and shouted, "Wife! I've come to pick you up!"
Lu Cong was overjoyed. He never thought Brother Xiu would have a day like this trying to win over his wife!
Zhao Xinxin was still not satisfied. "Just saying it isn't enough. You need to give a big red envelope for the bride pickup. We won't open the door without money."
Ji Zhixiu glanced at Night Wing and said concisely, "Give them money."
A hint of amusement flickered in Night Wing's eyes. He called out to the inside, "Beautiful bridesmaids, who will open a crack in the door? I'll give you a red envelope."
Jing Yiyi put her hands on her hips. "No, don't try to fool us. If you open the door, you'll just rush in! Stuff it under the door!"
Night Wing sighed, resigned. He took out the red envelopes he had prepared from his suit pocket and stuffed them all under the door.
As he stuffed them, he asked, "Good sisters, see? Is it enough?"
Ning Ning, bending down to pick them up from behind the door, said in a childish voice, "Uncle Ye, it's not enough!"
Night Wing almost fainted. They had even sent a child to be a gatekeeper.
He stood up and reached directly into Lu Cong's pocket. "Give me yours."
Lu Cong rolled his eyes and let him rummage through.
"Is it enough this time?"
Ning Ning turned to look at her mother.
Chang Qingqing shook her head.
Ning Ning immediately said cutely, "Still not enough! Uncle Ye!"
Night Wing realized then that the bridesmaids were determined to make things difficult for them.
"Alright, wait. I'm going to go grab some red envelopes."
Night Wing turned and started taking red envelopes directly from the pockets of the people behind him.
Chang Qin, Shen Muyuan, Fan Cheng, Xiang Long, and Ling He didn't escape. After he had taken from almost everyone, he called out, "Is it enough this time? Ancestors, we've given everything we had on us, not a drop left."
Zhao Xinxin was almost dying with laughter. She glanced at Jing Yiyi.
Jing Yiyi coughed. "The red envelopes are enough, but there's one more challenge. Once we pass this, we'll open the door immediately!"
Jiang Mian sat on the bed like a mascot, listening to the commotion outside the door, unable to stop smiling.
She had never imagined such a lively scene.
But now, everything was vibrant and alive.