Before I knew it, three days had flown by, and the wedding day of Xiao Wei and Li Jiayuan had finally arrived. Li Jiayuan was dressed in a pristine white wedding gown with a long train, wearing a pair of crystal slippers fit for a princess on her feet, and her head veiled, holding a beautiful bouquet in her hands. Her lips were a bright red, and she looked as beautiful as a fairy descended from heaven. Xiao Wei was clad in a sharp, black suit that perfectly complemented Li Jiayuan's bridal dress, compelling everyone who saw them to envy their match — truly a handsome groom and a beautiful bride, a match made in heaven!
"Jiayuan, are you nervous?" asked Xiao Wei as he approached Li Jiayuan.
"Not really, what about you?"
"I'm fine too. You look gorgeous today. In my eyes, you are the most beautiful bride."
"Oh!" Li Jiayuan responded to Xiao Wei.
