Chapter 635: Chapter 635: Wedding Mix-up (Part 7)

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The sound of cameras clicking erupted, with flashes pouring down on the two main characters. Lu Jihan gratefully shielded them with one hand, while holding Song Yinyin’s hand with the other, protecting her behind him.

This commotion naturally shocked some passersby, who collectively turned their attention to Lu Jihan and Song Yinyin.

Lu Jihan was wearing men’s suede shoes, his hair slicked back, and clad in a sharp suit. His nearly six-foot-three height stood out in the crowd, with an extraordinary presence that was instantly noticeable.

"Wow! He’s so handsome!"

"Oh my god, is he a celebrity?"

"They must be getting married, look how beautiful the bride is."

"So gorgeous."

Words of admiration filled the surroundings.

The speed at which the camera shutters clicked increased, the brilliant sea of flashing lights rose and fell, and even the bystanders couldn’t resist taking out their phones to capture the moment.

Lu Jihan furrowed his brows slightly. Although bodyguards were escorting them, he still tightly shielded Song Yinyin in the crook of his arm, fearing that she might suffer even the slightest harm.

Fortunately, he was by her side. Wearing ten-centimeter high heels, Song Yinyin was almost scared out of her wits by the incessant clicking sounds as soon as she got out of the car.

Instinctively, she clutched Lu Jihan’s arm tightly.

Lu Jihan turned around, smiling lightly, and said, "Hold tight to me, I’ll protect you."

"Okay." She nodded slightly, looking up, meeting his eyes filled with a smile that warmed her heart, and she naturally hugged his arm.

In that instant where their eyes met, it was captured by the reporters, causing the flashlights to shine even more brightly, and the sound of cameras clicking became continuous...

Undoubtedly, they were the most enviable and eye-catching couple of the year.

With the escort of bodyguards, Lu Jihan, along with Song Yinyin, finally escaped the crowd of reporters and entered the hotel room specially prepared for the two of them.

Isolated from the bustling noise outside, the rest area was quiet and gentle, almost entirely flooded with a sea of roses.

"Are you feeling tired?"

Lu Jihan crouched in front of her, placed her hand near his lips and kissed it, but didn’t let go.

Song Yinyin shook her head.

He looked up and asked with concern, "Are you nervous?"

Song Yinyin first shook her head, then nodded, and then smiled, "Actually, I feel like you’re even more nervous than I am."

With that, she hit the nail on the head regarding his feelings.

At this moment, Lu Jihan was indeed quite nervous.

His large hands were sweaty.

Song Yinyin, with mixed feelings, gave him a loving hug, "Does this make you feel a bit better?"

She pressed closely against his chest, her ear near his heart, listening to its powerful and slightly rapid beat, and a smile appeared on her lips.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tighter, "Does this feel better?"

"Yes." Lu Jihan nodded, taking a deep breath of her sweet scent, seemingly calming his nerves considerably.

Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Lu Jinyan and Wen Duoduo burst in, flustered and exclaiming.

"Oh no, oh no, uncle, something’s wrong!" Lu Jinyan said urgently.

Lu Jihan’s expression darkened, casting a cold glance over, "You’re old enough to not be so careless. What’s going on?"

Lu Jinyan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said, "It’s bad, uncle, the ring you gave me... seems like it’s lost."

The smile on Lu Jihan’s face instantly froze.

The next second, his expression cracked inch by inch, "What did you say? The ring is lost?"