Five days later, at Yongning Manor.
Unlike the influential families in the Capital, on the joyous day of Yongning Manor's Young Master, the guests were not dignitaries or nobles; most of the attendees were from the Jianghu crowd.
After freshening up, Shen Qinglan changed into another wedding dress and was then supported by Bi Chen and Lan Ruo to the entrance of the main hall.
The matchmaker brought the red thread, allowing the two to each hold an end.
Duan Yunfei turned his head to look at Shen Qinglan beside him, unable to hide the smile on his face no matter what.
Standing at the doorway, Le Zhao scoffed lightly, chuckling, "Look at him, a smart person, yet he laughed himself into a fool."
Duan Yunfei neither looked at him nor said anything; instead, he held the red thread, and together with Shen Qinglan, stepped toward the main hall step by step.
"Here they come!"
Someone shouted, and those who were originally seated all stood up one after another.
