Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu-Chapter 1138: God’s blessings

Firecrackers were set off once again as Alix finally reached the Liu villa. A red mat was placed on the ground lest her feet touch the bare earth. As reached the threshold, she lit a small stove whose fire was meant to ward off the evil influences according to the ritual. It was at that moment when Jin was finally allowed to lift the red veil off her face.

As soon as he tugged it up, revealing her beautiful face underneath, Jin felt as if he had lost his voice to speak. Her beauty was enough to paralyze him even through just the veil and now actually seeing her face had left him at a loss.

Chyou chimed in. "Something tells me this isn’t the first time you are crying."

Nuo school his head. "He was already teary-eyed over there."

"We cannot afford a flood here. We have worked hard for all the preparations!"

Liu Hai glared. "Hey. My granddaughter-in-law is looking so beautiful. Don’t ruin your already so-so face! I won’t let her marry an ugly man!"

"I-I’m not crying!" Jin scowled back and quickly wiped his ’non-existent tears.’

Nana and Ai welcomed Alix into the house that began another round of showering flower petals over the couple. As they walked, Alix’s gaze fell over Lin and Cai standing among the family members.

Lin watched her, walking along with Jin with a smile. At first, she hesitated to look him in the eye, not having the strength to see him hurt. But it wasn’t anything like she had imagined.

He was there, standing like the best friend he always was. His smile held genuine happiness for her that caused a tremble in her heart.

Was it selfish to wish for Lin to be a part of the wedding?

Perhaps, it was and in a tiny corner of her heart, Alix hadn’t expected he would come to the wedding. She was prepared for his absence. Yes, it was selfish to wish he was here but at the end of the day, she didn’t want to hurt him anymore than she already had.

But he came. With the sincere joy of wishing her a good future with Jin.

The same sentiments were swirling within Jin, who saw Shui approaching him with a grin.

"Oh my gosh, your tears still haven’t dried up! How much longer are you gonna cry for?" She was dumbfounded.

Unknown to her, the mistiness in his eyes wasn’t because of Alix this time but because of his own actions that had only ever hurt Shui. He couldn’t do the very thing himself he wanted Alix to do - forgive himself. Give a second chance. He was well aware of his hypocrisy which only made things worse for him.

Jin smiled through his tears. "I have been waiting for that slap for a long time now."

"Why would I slap you?"

"Because I have been nothing but an ass to you."

She blinked rapidly. "No, you weren’t. Actually, you were always pretty clear about your decision. That’s why you went to Paris. It later dawned on me that it was actually for the best. We both got the space we wanted, even if we didn’t realize it at the time, because I’m sure we would have forced ourselves to get together at one point had you stayed. That kind of a relationship would have not only hurt us but probably ended our friendship too."

His eyes ached. "I don’t want to lose our friendship."

"That’s why you should really stop crying now," her brow twitched. "Seriously, I won’t allow this wedding if you look so ugly. Alix deserves better - oh my gosh! What happened to your face?"

An imaginary question mark floated on top of Alix’s head. "What?"

"Your mascara is smudged. You were crying too!"

"I wasn’t."

"Then explain," she folded her arms.

"I have tear ducts in my eyes. Upon clashing with some external forces, it springs into action, that’s all."

"And what are those external forces? Don’t say dust. The villa is sparkling clean."

Ai nodded and her expression filled with pride. "I had personally taken charge of it. There isn’t even a speck of dust!"

Alix’s eyes narrowed. "The external forces are unseen to the eyes."

Shui sneered. "What a bummer since you cannot find dust around you."

They then led their way to the family altar where they were supposed to pay homage to Heaven and Earth. As opposed to the elaborate preparations and rituals before the wedding, the wedding ceremony itself was pretty simple.

Liu Chunhua warmly said, "Now slowly kneel over and bow your head to God and our ancestors."

Jin and Alix kneeled and as instructed, bowed their heads to the Gods and their family ancestors. They were about to raise their heads when they heard a voice.

’Na, na, na. Keep those heads lowered for a while longer.’

They froze. A familiar annoying voice echoed in their minds.

Yeah, I didn’t hear that, Jin and Alix came to the same conclusion that the voice was their illusion.

’You dare lift those heads and kiss your wedding goodbye.’

Jin pressed his lips hard as he whispered to Alix. "Did you also...hear that?"

"I want it to be an illusion," Alix said, gritting her teeth.

’Aww, you two are so cute. Birds of a feather flock together.’

Liu Chunhua nodded. "Now you face each other and drop a bow - Jin to Alix and Alix to Jin. Then take a sip of the wine from the same cup, which will complete the ceremony!"

"Yes, Grandma..."

Once again, God’s voice stopped them. ’Nope.’

Jin gnashed his jaw. ’What do you want!?’

’Bullying~’

Nana blinked at the two. "You can raise your heads, dear."

Alix cleared her throat. "I think...we should show some more respect to our ancestors."

"Aiyyaa," Liu Chunhua’s eyes teared up. "Such a good girl."

’You are kind of ruining your kind image of a God,’ Alix said with disdain.

’Am I? I have been very kind to you two but you only curse me. My heart feels hurt.’

For some reason, the two could imagine the God of Fate showing a pouty face that only made their expressions twist with disgust and grimace.

Jin tried to smile. ’If you are satisfied now, can we raise our heads? This is looking too weird now!’

’Sure, you can raise your heads but aren’t you offering your respects to me?’

’We already did.’

’Where is my parfait?’

"..."

’Offer a parfait to me and then you can raise your heads. No, wait. Make it ten parfaits.’

"..."

’No parfait, no blessings.’

Are you fucking kidding me!?