The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

Before Lu Zheng's fist could hit the door, it opened by itself from the inside with a snap.

A slender and graceful figure hesitated as she walked out from inside.

In that instant, a flash of light appeared, and Lu Zheng was like a traveler on a stormy night, suddenly struck by lightning.

Nie Suwen's hands were almost sweaty from clutching the hem of her skirt. Although she had already seen her reflection in the mirror, she was still very nervous about Lu Zheng's reaction. Almost every woman at this moment is filled with both trepidation and excited anticipation. She nervously raised her eyes, then lowered her head shyly, her pointed chin contrasting with her delicate collarbone, which resembled a pure white water lily.

Lu Zheng's mouth was agape, and he even forgot what he wanted to ask her. For a moment, he felt a little breathless.

She was so beautiful it defied description.

Although Nie Suwen's profession often required her to appear in public in a stunning manner, he had seen her in ancient costumes, cheongsams, and even red carpet gowns, all of which were undoubtedly stunning. However, none of those radiant moments could compare to her current appearance, with her ethereal and otherworldly temperament, captivating charm, and a blissful and shy smile that was mesmerizing.

Seeing that he remained silent, Suwen nervously turned to go back to the dressing room: "Oh no, I'd better change..."

The back of the wedding dress is a completely open design, revealing a smooth and beautifully shaped bare back. The flowing cut is perfectly fitted below the waistline, making it sexy, yet full of noble and graceful temperament. The mermaid design complements her slender figure, making her look like a dazzling and radiant mermaid just emerging from the water. The sparkling pearls and diamonds on the skirt are like the shimmering fish scales.

The others waiting outside exclaimed in admiration, almost unable to look away. "That celebrity aura is just different! Even a masterpiece needs someone to complement it. In all the time they've been running their shop, this is the first time they've seen someone wear a wedding dress so effortlessly that they look like a magazine cover model. She's a living advertisement!"

Lu Zheng was taken aback for a moment, then quickly stepped forward, reached around the open back of her dress, and picked up the screaming Nie Suwen. Ignoring her embarrassment in front of everyone, he pulled her into his arms and stared at her for a long time before commenting, "Like a mermaid."

That should be... satisfactory, right?

Suwen's face quietly flushed.

The manager clapped his hands: "Alright, hurry up and prepare the groom's suit and the photography studio."

The atmosphere inside the studio was enchanting. Lu Zheng was dressed in a black tuxedo with a bow tie on his shirt. His usually unruly short hair was styled with hair gel, making each strand distinct. His slightly groomed eyebrows and eyes made him even more handsome and imposing. As he strolled out, Su Wen could already hear several young girls among the staff gasping.

They are a perfect match, a match made in heaven.

Envy is useless. The girls know in their hearts that such diamond-quality men are rare and hard to come by. Half of them are well-matched in terms of social status, and the other half are captivated by beautiful celebrities in the arts and entertainment industry. The remaining ones who can extend an olive branch to a real Cinderella... must be from Korean dramas and novels.

The photographer had a unique idea: the bride had to climb a tree, sit on a branch, and gaze lovingly into the eyes of the groom below. Suwen saw the tree too; it was only about two meters tall and posed no danger, so she readily agreed.

Lu Zheng, on the other hand, was very nervous. When the staff brought over a ladder, he held onto Su Wen tightly, afraid that she would fall.

Climbing this kind of ladder is normally no challenge; Suwen had done all sorts of things like climbing ladders and scaling walls in her grandmother's yard when she was little. However, carrying such a huge and cumbersome wedding dress is a bit of a hassle. She stood on the ladder with feigned ease, turned around, and winked at Lu Zheng: "It's only two meters high, don't be so nervous."

Despite saying that, Lu Zheng's hand never left hers. He was already 1.83 meters tall, and the height of the tree branch was just within his reach when he raised his hand, so he only let go of her hand after Su Wen had settled down in the tree.

"It was too risky. I shouldn't have agreed to film this scene." He kept frowning as he looked at Suwen, who was sitting on the tree as if nothing had happened, swinging her toes.

"Behave yourself, if you fall, our son will be gone!" This was the umpteenth time he had warned her.

The photographer was unaware that Suwen was pregnant; otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to make that suggestion even if he had a hundred times the courage.

Suwen stuck out her tongue at him and made a face: "What are you afraid of? If I fall, you'll catch me."

He was speechless.

She became even more smug: "Don't even mention that you can't handle your own wife and son."

Just as he was feeling quite pleased with himself, the shutter clicked, and the photographer exclaimed with satisfaction: "That's it, that expression is great. Let's take another one, something sweeter, the bride lowers her head a little, looking at the groom with love... Good, very good!"

The cameraman was full of praise when the footage was taken. He only came up with this pose on a whim because he thought the bride and groom were a perfect match. Luckily, Lu Zheng was tall enough, otherwise it would have been difficult to capture the scene of the male and female leads gazing deeply into each other's eyes in one shot.

After the shoot, Lu Zheng nervously called her down. The staff brought over a ladder again; climbing up was easy, but getting down was difficult, as one wrong step could cause her to step on the fishtail hem of her dress, which was much longer than her. Lu Zheng watched her descend two steps with trepidation, his heart pounding. Su Wen held onto the edge of the ladder with one hand, waving the other to reassure him.

Lu Zheng frowned and sighed, "Forget it, don't jump down. You're scaring my heart out. Just jump down and I'll catch you."

Actually, it's not that high. Normally, someone with good technique could jump down and at most get their legs numb from the impact. Of course, things are different now.

Su Wen was about to say it was nothing, but seeing Lu Zheng already opening his arms to her, she suddenly felt a little eager to try. She took off her shoes on the ladder, stepped barefoot onto the horizontal bar, and waved to him: "Then I'm jumping, you better catch me!"

Compared to the calm and composed person below, Nie Suwen was clearly more excited than nervous.

As she jumped down from the ladder, she felt a gust of wind brush against her face, followed by a hard crash into someone's solid chest. Lu Zheng was knocked back two steps by the impact, his arms as strong as steel gripping her waist, spinning her around in the air, and lifting her high in front of him.

"You just jump like that? Aren't you afraid?" The tone was reproachful, but the expression was full of doting affection.

“You’ll catch me, what’s there to be afraid of?” From the moment she took off her shoes, she never considered the possibility that he might not be able to catch her.

This answer seemed to satisfy Lu Zheng. He touched her forehead and pressed his nose against hers, saying, "Don't worry, no matter where you fall, I'll catch you."

With his abilities, he could easily catch her every time she fell. But what if he were the one who pushed her down? Who would catch her then?

At that time, she never thought so much; she was simply immersed in happiness, watching him hold her in his white dress like a princess, pick up the shoes she had thrown away, squat down, and hold her feet as he put them on for her.

How similar this scene is to one in a fairy tale!

The sight of them made countless people present envious. Even the staff at the bridal shop, who were used to the sweet romance of newlyweds, couldn't help but feel a pang of tenderness in their hearts. How happy this couple would be from now on!

With the advancement of digital photography, you can see the photos on your computer right after taking them, but they still need to be edited and framed in post-production.

Suwen and Lu Zheng both agreed that the photo of them gazing at each other from the treetops was particularly evocative. Indeed, taking a good photo comes at a price.

After deciding to enlarge and frame the photo, the manager was all smiles, repeatedly promising to personally deliver it to them as soon as the post-production was complete.

After she took off her wedding dress and changed into the casual clothes she had worn, Lu Zheng personally drove her home. Su Wen was a little sleepy in the car, rubbing her eyes and dozing off.

After taking a shower when she got home, Lu Zheng pressed her down on the bed: "I told you to climb up and down, are you tired now? Get some sleep, and when you wake up you can have dinner with me."

Suwen lay on the bed protesting, "All I do is eat and sleep, I'm turning into a pig."

He chuckled to himself, "That's my little pig too. Alright, even if you're not tired, my son must be. Go to sleep." Then he tucked the blanket around her again.

Perhaps because she had slept well on the car, she wasn't very sleepy now that her head was pressed against the pillow. She heard Lu Zheng pacing back and forth in the outer room, answering a phone call. After a while, she heard the door open, as if he had gone out.

Unable to sleep, she got up, put on her slippers, and went to the windowsill to wait for Lu Zheng to drive the car out. After a while, she saw the familiar car model speeding away, cruising over the yellow cobblestones of the community.

Her lips unconsciously curved upwards, as if watching him leave was something to be happy about. She leaned on the windowsill for a long time until her elbows ached, before she suddenly realized that she was about to marry a man named Lu Zheng—the only man she had ever loved in the past twenty-three years.

Happiness came so quickly that she was caught off guard and a little unaccustomed to it.

Taking wedding photos, decorating the new house—it all seemed to be done according to his wishes, but she showed no awareness whatsoever that she was getting married. It was as if that was something from a long time ago, but suddenly it was brought to the forefront.

It's often said that women feel insecure and anxious before marriage, and perhaps that's true.

She shook her head and was about to lie back down on the bed when she suddenly noticed that the handbag she had tossed on the table was vibrating slightly. She suddenly remembered that she had put her phone on vibrate in the bridal shop and then forgotten about it.

She found her phone in her bag, and it was still vibrating when she held it in her hand. She wondered who was calling her so urgently.

Countless missed calls, all from Xiao Rong.

She had never saved Xiao Rong's number before, but it was already saved in the phone when she received it. There was also a text message from him: Call back when you see this message.