Such weather is extremely rare in the cold winter of January in the Imperial City, which shows that even the heavens favor this pair of newlyweds.

Shen Kang, dressed in formal attire, immediately stood up straight when he saw Lu Jihan carrying Song Yinyin out, and respectfully shouted, "Hello, Madam President."

He then hurried to open the door of the extended wedding car.

Lu Jihan carefully placed Song Yinyin onto the back seat and thoughtfully adjusted her dress before looking up and staring intently at her charming face, saying, "You look really beautiful today."

"..." Song Yinyin couldn’t handle his sweet talk, and her pretty face flushed.

In her heart, it felt as sweet as honey.

But honestly, Song Yinyin was indeed extremely beautiful today, and not just Lu Jihan, even Shen Kang’s eyes went wide when he saw her.

No wonder she’s the president’s wife; besides being beautiful, she’s also so graceful. She’s simply as stunning as a fairy!

If only he could marry such a dainty beauty in the future, how wonderful that would be...

"Shen Kang, do you believe I’ll poke your eyes out?!" Suddenly, Lu Jihan’s cold warning voice came from the side.

Shen Kang was so frightened that he shivered.

He quickly withdrew his gaze.

"I’m sorry, Mr. Lu, it’s really because Miss Song, oh no, Madam President is too beautiful, my eyes were like magnets, I was involuntarily attracted. But I assure you, I have no thoughts about Madam President!"

Shen Kang quickly flattered, fearing that the slightest misstep would provoke the boss’s jealousy, and he’d be the one to suffer.

Lu Jihan snorted coldly, glared at him, and warned again, "Don’t let it happen again! And move to the car behind!"

Shen Kang pouted dejectedly and sighed as he went to the car behind.

The driver, knowing that Lu Jihan’s favorite, Shen Kang, was despised, dared not look at Song Yinyin anymore and kept his eyes glued to the front.

The car sped along the mountain road, and only then did Song Yinyin, undisturbed by the crowd, finally get a moment’s rest.

Noticing her fatigue, Lu Jihan turned back to wrap his arm around her waist and asked, "Didn’t you sleep well last night?"

"A bit," she nodded, "roughly... only a few hours."

"Rest on me for a while longer," he said, gently holding her head and letting her rest on his shoulder.

Song Yinyin obediently complied, lying on his shoulder. When she was by his side, she felt the most relaxed and comfortable.

Feeling her reliance, Lu Jihan’s heart was filled with unprecedented satisfaction.

Then, he also leaned his head against her and interlocked their fingers, tightly embracing each other...

A few dozen minutes later, the car finally reached the hotel.

The entrance of the hotel was already covered with a sea of roses and a romantic arch made of pink balloons.

A red carpet was laid in the center.

Once the car stopped, the bodyguards guarding the hotel entrance quickly stood in two rows, lining up on both sides of the car, blocking the journalists waiting outside.

This wedding banquet was not open to the public, yet the media reporters rushed over when they heard the news, hoping to take a few photos at the entrance, which would make the magazine cover story.

As Lu Jihan and Song Yinyin got out of the car, the reporters all flocked over.

"Here they come! Mr. Lu and the bride are here!"

Whoosh——

The reporters seemed to go crazy, each holding their long and short cameras, rushing towards the wedding car.