Young Brother-in-law Is Now My Husband

A line of sleek cabriolets stretched outside the bride's cottage. The bride and groom occupied the first, while Jiang and Nicky settled into the one behind. As the convoy of cars filled with the family members set off, they made their way to the wedding venue nestled within the lush resort.

The sun shone brightly, its warmth tempered by a refreshing cool breeze. Everywhere one looked, verdant greenery and vibrant blooms painted a picturesque scene.

Sitting in the car, Ming Rusheng held Lu Lian's hand, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on her.

A subtle blush graced the face of the otherwise bold Lu Lian. A playful smile danced upon her lips as she queried, "Why do you keep staring?"

With a gentle squeeze to her hand, he murmured, "I'm ensuring this isn't some elaborate dream."

The smile on her lips widened, "It's not a dream Mister Ming. It's the reality that I am going to be your wife, going to share the same home and soon I will be getting my hands on all that the tantalizing royal treasures from old times your family safeguards- all those precious jewelries, bricks of gold and rare diamonds and what not?" "Just having me isn't sufficient?" Ming Rushen teased.

"I am the daughter of a businessman and always look out for my best interest. Moreover, I am a little greedy. Won't mind rolling in wealth along with having a charming prince from royal bloodline by my side."

Arching an eyebrow, Ming observed, "So I'm the prized entrée, and my wealth is the gourmet side dish?"

She met his gaze unabashedly. "Think of yourself as the main course, accompanied by the most expensive side dishes. After all, I can eat you but not those side dishes, so you are more important." she said shamelessly.

Ming Rusheng chuckled softly, his intense gaze locked onto his radiant bride as if he couldn't bear to look away. "Tonight will reveal who truly eats whom."

Lu Liam though bold, found herself nervous under his intimidating gaze for some reason, making her realise she should behave while talking to him and giving other things more importance than him. In short, she should stop showing her greed. Meanwhile, in the cabriolet trailing behind, both the best man and the maid of honor sat in a contemplative silence. Even the usually effervescent Jiang appeared lost for words.

Yet, beneath their quiet exteriors, a storm of memories raged. Vivid recollections of cherished moments from their past played out in their minds, memories that time had failed to dim even after the passage of many years.

After some time, Jiang Yang slowly turned his gaze towards the serene woman seated beside him, only a slight gap separating them. She remained as captivating as ever, her features enhanced by a newfound maturity. Gone were the youthful bangs and ponytail; in their place was a style befitting her evolved grace. As the gentle breeze caressed her, lifting stray strands of hair, a subtle, entrancing aroma wafted towards him. Beneath the soft glow of the sunlight, she outshone even the most brilliant of stars.

"It's been a while," Jiang Yang began softly, breaking the silence. "How have you been?"

"Fine," she replied, finally turning to meet his gaze. His golden-brown eyes shimmered with the familiar warmth she remembered so well. "And you?"

"Much the same," he said, offering a gentle smile. "Your presence here caught me by surprise."

"If I hadn't come, I might've found myself lying in the coffin, and our radiant bride might've faced charges for murdering her friend."

"Knowing Lian, it's highly possible," his laughter was light. "You made the right choice. It preserves Grandpa Ming's dream of doting on great-grandchildren."

As their conversation flowed, the initial awkwardness melted away, replaced by a comforting familiarity. Jiang Yang's eyes momentarily settled on her delicate hands clutching a petite bouquet. An overwhelming urge to grasp them surged within him, yet he restrained himself.

'Exercise restraint. She's only just returned. Give it time.'

Their convoy soon arrived at a venue transformed into a scene from a storybook. The grand entrance beckoned, and as families and guests accompanying the couple made their way inside, the anticipation grew palpable.

All heads pivoted toward the entrance as the majestic doors swung open. The bride and groom made their grand entrance, with the best man and maid of honor trailing gracefully behind, capturing the attention of all present.

Soft gasps of admiration echoed throughout the hall as attendees beheld the entrancing couple, resembling nothing less than royalty from a fairy tale.

Ming Rusheng gently clasped Lu Lian's slightly quivering hand and whispered, "Feeling nervous?"

"obviously," she confessed, her eyes darting around. "It's my first time getting married, and with all eyes on me..."

Throughout the ceremony, Jiang Yang's gaze remained fixated on Nicky, standing steadfastly by the bride's side. As he observed the nuptials, a myriad of thoughts flooded his mind. What would it be like if he and Nicky were to get married like this? Yet, the lingering question persisted: Did she still feel the same for him after a decade of time passed by? Only time would unveil the answers.

Seated around a round table were Lu Lijun and Jiang Yuyan, accompanied by An Tian and Lu Feng. Observing Jiang Yang's contemplative demeanor, An Tian quipped, "Seems like our best man, Doctor Jiang is lost in thoughts about his future with his woman."

"Shouldn't he be?" Jiang Yuyan defended her brother. "After all these years, she's finally returned."

"After so many years, someone else has returned as well but I remember he had to suffer for long under one heartless woman," An Tian spoke as he glanced at Lu Lijun. "Who are you calling heartless woman," Lu Lijun glared at An Tian.

An Tian shrugged, the corners of his lips curling up mischievously. "You know it's true. Your denial won't alter the reality."

But before Lu Lijun could retort, Jiang Yuyan intervened, placing her hand over Lu Lijun's. "Just ignore him," she murmured.

Amused, An Tian gestured toward their intertwined hands. "See? My provocation led her publicly hold your hand. You should thank me instead of getting sour."

Suddenly aware of the situation, Jiang Yuyan swiftly withdrew her hand from Lu Lijun's, scanning the surroundings for prying eyes.

Lu Lijun frowned, "Still want to hide from everyone when there is nothing to hide between both of us?"

She hesitated momentarily before responding, "Now's not the time. Surely you wouldn't want the news of your sister's wedding overshadowed by our potentially controversial situation."

Lu Lijun had to listen to her as it was his sister's wedding. "Alright, later then. I believe you won't stop me…"

"Keep quiet," Jiang Yuyan interrupted him, knowing what would he say. "Your younger brother is always so horny," An Tian said to Lu Feng. "That shows he is in great health," Lu Feng commented. "You two, stop it or leave," Jiang Yuyan said with her gritted teeth.

"Let's not embarrass her," An Tian chuckled.

Exchanging resigned glances, Lu Feng and An Tian chose to let the matter rest, focusing instead on the joyous celebration unfolding around them.