The makeup artist, adhering to professional standards, seriously rejected Lin Wan's opinion and continued to lift her eyelids and carefully line her eyes.
Lin Wan was so terrified that she almost lost her will to live on the spot.
Just when Lin Wan was finally about to escape the clutches of the people around her, the door to the outer room of the suite suddenly opened.
Since Lin Wan was surrounded by a group of people, she didn't see who had entered. She originally thought it should be a relative of the Lu family who had been invited, but she never expected to hear such a familiar voice.
"Mrs. Lu." The man's voice was steady, with a touch of kindness that had remained unchanged for over two decades.
The person speaking was Lin Wan's uncle, Lin Yueyang.
The moment Lin Wan heard this voice, she suddenly woke up from her drowsy state. She didn't care about what the makeup artist was doing to her at all and directly turned around to look at the man standing behind her.
The man was in his forties, with a simple and honest appearance, except that his eyes occasionally emitted a shrewd light.
"… Uncle." Lin Wan was silent for a few seconds. Suddenly, she felt her emotions become extremely complex. She never thought she would see her uncle here. She had actually hesitated whether to invite her uncle, but finally gave up when she remembered her aunt's attitude towards her. She didn't want her own affairs to affect her uncle's life anymore.
After Lin Yueyang greeted Mrs. Lu, he looked at Lin Wan. Surrounded by a group of people, Lin Wan was like the moon surrounded by stars. Her face looked so much like his elder brother's that it always made him think of the days when he lived with his elder brother as a child. Thinking of those things, he became even more caring towards this niece.
He walked over slowly, raising his rough palm to gently brush across Lin Wan's cheek. Her skin was as smooth as coagulated fat and her eyes were like stars. This face was much prettier than his elder brother's.
"Xiaowan, time flies so fast. Before you know it, you're already getting married." Lin Yueyang suddenly sighed, his eyes becoming even softer.
The moment Lin Wan heard these words, a strange emotion welled up in her heart. She just felt her nose turn sour and tears were about to fall the next second.
Lin Yueyang quickly comforted her, reaching out to gently cover Lin Wan's eyes and whispering in a low voice like he did when she was a child, "Don't cry, Xiaowan. Don't cry. Don't think about those sad things. This is a great day. Our Xiaowan is going to get married in style!"
At some point, only Lin Wan and Lin Yueyang, the uncle - niece pair, were left in the room.
Lin Wan still couldn't hold back. A tear rolled down her eye socket and landed in Lin Yueyang's palm.
…
In Lin Wan's not - so - good memories, there were no moments of crying. From childhood to adulthood, she couldn't remember when she had cried.
Because in every sad scene, all she remembered was her uncle Lin Yueyang who accompanied her. He was the only relative she admitted and the only one who had cared for and loved her since childhood.
Whenever she was about to cry, this uncle would reach out to cover her eyes and tell her not to cry in a self - deceiving way, telling her not to think about those sad things.
Then she really wouldn't think about them, and the tears really wouldn't fall.
This was the only fortunate time in her childhood.
And now, when she was about to completely bid farewell to the past, this uncle appeared in her life again, comforting her just like in the old days.
This time, however, Lin Wan couldn't hold back her tears. She bit her lip and tried hard to let only a few tears fall. She reached out and held her uncle's rough hand, as if a small boat had once again found a supporting oar.
"Th - thank you... Uncle." Lin Wan said in a low voice.
Lin Yueyang gently wiped away Lin Wan's tears. His eyes were full of love and a bit of reluctance. "Xiaowan, from now on, after you marry the young master of the Lu family, you must be well. He will treat you very well, and you won't have to suffer so much in the future."
Lin Wan nodded vigorously, smiling at her uncle while shedding tears.
Lin Yueyang looked at Lin Wan for a while longer, gently rubbing her hair and saying softly, "Our Xiaowan has grown up. Your father would be very happy if he saw this."
Lin Wan nodded gently, pulling her uncle's hand and resting her forehead on it.
…
The wedding started promptly at twelve o'clock.
On the green lawn, a white carpet was laid all the way. At the end was a gorgeous flower arch and a lake glistening with rippling water. Long tables and chairs decorated with flower bouquets surrounded the venue, on which all kinds of delicate pastries were placed.
The guests had already entered the venue one after another.
Behind the carved dressing mirror, Lin Wan carefully sized herself up. Lin Yueyang stood beside her with a smile on his face, looking at her holy appearance in the wedding dress.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window, illuminating half of her body clearly and transparently, while the other half showed a bit of tension in the shadow.
Suddenly, she turned around and looked at her uncle. "Un - Uncle..."
"En." Lin Yueyang turned his smiling eyes away from the mirror and looked at his niece beside him.
"My... my heart is beating a bit fast!" Lin Wan suddenly frowned, looking a bit at a loss.
Hearing this, Lin Yueyang was stunned for a moment, then smiled somewhat speechlessly. "Silly girl, there's no need to be nervous."
Lin Wan pursed her lips, looking a bit worried.
There were a few knocks on the door. Lin Yueyang answered and then looked at Lin Wan, reaching out his hand. "Come on, our princess. It's time. We should go."
Lin Wan took a deep breath, met Lin Yueyang's gaze, was silent for a few seconds, and then reached out to hold his hand.
Lin Yueyang skillfully put Lin Wan's hand into the crook of his arm. His warm palm wrapped around her hand, conveying tenderness.
They stood behind the bride's ceremonial door. Lin Yueyang helped Lin Wan tuck her loose hair behind her ear with a smile and gently patted her hand to signal that she didn't need to be nervous.
"Let's welcome the bride to the stage!"
Behind the door, the emcee's voice was high - pitched and excited. Hearing this voice and the suddenly quiet atmosphere outside, Lin Wan suddenly became nervous again and involuntarily tightened her grip on Lin Yueyang's arm.
Lin Yueyang felt it and gently patted her to comfort her, then gently led her step by step out of the ceremonial door.
The moment the door opened, everyone's eyes in the surrounding area converged, full of expectation and curiosity.
Lin Yueyang led Lin Wan step by step along the carpet, never stopping.
The wedding march echoed in the venue. Lin Wan saw Lu Zhihang standing not far in front, smiling at her. The moment their eyes met, time seemed to stand still. Lin Wan was a bit dazed, and her mood suddenly became excited.
Lin Yueyang led Lin Wan step by step closer to Lu Zhihang. These short few steps seemed to take as long as a century.
Finally, she stopped a few steps in front of Lu Zhihang. Their eyes met, and they both saw the love in each other's eyes.
"I'm handing her over to you. From now on, it's your turn to protect her." Lin Yueyang's voice softly reached Lu Zhihang's ears, with a bit of reluctance.