Although Xun Qian had followed Xun Ji’s wishes and kept the wedding extremely low-key, inviting only a select group of close friends and family, the news of the Little Young Master of the Xun Conglomerate getting married could not be concealed.
“Don’t worry, I’ve had them strengthen the security level. None of those buzzing flies outside can get in.”
Xun Qian bent down to adjust Xun Ji’s bow tie, his gaze carrying a reassuring gentleness.
“You wanted this wedding, so Brother made it happen.” He looked at Xun Ji and said gravely, “If one day you change your mind, Brother can make this wedding vanish as if it never existed. Xun Ji, Brother just wants you to be happy.”
Xun Ji looked at his brother and suddenly spread his arms with a smile.
Xun Qian paused for a moment before awkwardly and stiffly wrapping his arms around him.
Xun Ji felt the warm breath in the embrace and sighed. “Bro, you’re the best brother in the world. If only I could pack you up and take you with me.”
Xun Qian chuckled. “Even after you get married, you’ll still be staying at the Xun Mansion to recuperate for a while. No need to pack me up yet.”
Xun Ji did not reply. What he meant was not the Xun Mansion, but… he would eventually have to leave this Small World. Could he ever meet another brother like Xun Qian, who was rich, powerful, and always had his back, in the future?
“Eldest Young Master, the guests are arriving one after another.” Uncle Li and Brother Wang were also dressed in suits today, bustling about.
Xun Qian nodded to them and then said to Xun Ji, “I’ll go greet the guests. Have your groomsmen come keep you company for a bit.”
Xun Qian walked out, and several heads that had been waiting at the door poked in.
The room fell quiet for a moment.
Xun Ji looked at the three familiar faces in groomsmen’s attire before him and felt somewhat speechless. “If I remember correctly, today is a wedding, right? Can’t you all look a bit more spirited?”
He pointed them out one by one for criticism. “Yu Fangbai, how many days has it been since you shaved?”
Yu Fangbai snorted coldly. “That’s how us artists are, sloppy by nature. And even if I shaved, would you not get married?”
Xun Ji: “No.”
Yu Fangbai’s face darkened further, and he grumbled, “Why is it Lu Zhou? He abandoned you for three years without a care, and you’re still hung up on him? What’s so great about him?!”
Xun Ji was too lazy to correct him and moved on to the next. “Yan Qian, why are you crying?”
Yan Qian’s eyes were red like a rabbit’s; it was clear he had stayed up all night crying from insomnia.
He gazed wistfully at Xun Ji, his voice hoarse. “Young Master Xun, my family may have money, but we’re just orchard owners at heart. We don’t know much about the ways of prestigious families… I heard that for conglomerates like the Xun family, marrying a formal spouse is often just for show. The real love is the one kept outside.”
Xun Ji: “?”
“So,” he squatted by the wheelchair and grasped Xun Ji’s hand, “I don’t mind if you get married or not. As long as you need me, I’m always…”
“I don’t need you.” Xun Ji shook off his hand with a headache. “Don’t listen to random rumors.”
Xun Ji’s gaze shifted to the last groomsman in the corner. He had been standing silently in the shadows the whole time, not saying a word.
Xun Ji sighed inwardly and called out to him. “Lin Yule.”
Lin Yule slowly walked up to him. Beneath his fiery red hair, his expression was unusually calm.
“I’ve shaved, and I haven’t cried.” he said. “Does Young Master Xun think there’s something else wrong with me?”
Xun Ji waved at Yu Fangbai and Yan Qian. “You two, get out first.”
The pair shot Xun Ji a look full of accusation and reluctantly left.
“Young Master Xun, is there anything else you need to instruct?” Lin Yule turned his face away, refusing to look at him. “Anyway, Young Master Xun has decided everything. I just need to follow orders.”
“Has your body fully recovered?” Xun Ji asked.
Lin Yule froze, then sneered. “Whether it has or hasn’t, what does it matter? Does Young Master Xun plan to help me get revenge on Lu Zhou?”
“You harmed him first, and he retaliated later,” Xun Ji said. “Besides, though he threw you into the sea, he did pull you out in the end. You two are even now.”
“Even?” Lin Yule could no longer hold back and glared at Xun Ji with wide eyes. “In Brother’s heart, am I someone who can be evened out with Lu Zhou?!”
Xun Ji curved his lips. “Finally willing to call me Brother again?”
Lin Yule was flustered and irritated, finding that smile extremely grating. “You’re the one who wouldn’t let me call you that.”
“You were wronged in this matter,” Xun Ji said soothingly. “But rest assured, Lu Zhou’s Blackening Value is dropping steadily. It won’t be long before it hits zero, and then you can leave.”
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