Evil Love Appears chapter 120
“Xiaoyu, you’re here.”
Han Jiangque and Wen Ke had already walked up to where everyone was, and they stopped in front of Fu Xiaoyu and Xu Jiale.
“Han Jiangque, Wen Ke,” Fu Xiaoyu raised his head and looked at the stunning grooms, “Today, you two…”
He was usually calm, but the excitement of this moment forced him to take a deep breath before he softly said, “You both look very handsome today.”
This compliment seemed to suppress more cheesy words, but it was completely sincere.
Wen Ke and Han Jiangque were dressed in identical snow-white suits, with two of the most charming Thai-style yellow core plumeria flowers in their breast pockets, and even their Rolex watches were a matching pair.
But what captivated everyone the most was their expressions.
“Thank you.”
Wen Ke and Han Jiangque tightly held hands and, when answering Fu Xiaoyu, they first exchanged smiles and then spoke together.
“Xiaoyu…” Han Jiangque moved a bit closer.
The bright sunlight on the beach shone on this tall alpha’s face, who, in fact, already had two children.
His smile couldn’t be hidden at all. It was as if he knew that his smile looked somewhat silly, so his expression carried a hint of innocence when he smiled. He lowered his head slightly when he smiled, and then raised his beautiful dark eyes to look over.
He seemed to think for a few seconds, not knowing what to say. Finally, he just briefly let go of Wen Ke’s hand and gave Fu Xiaoyu a big hug.
“I know, I know,” Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t help but smile.
I know you’re very happy, Han Jiangque.
As he thought this, his nose suddenly tingled.
“Hey…”
Xu Jiale suddenly squeezed between Han Jiangque and Fu Xiaoyu, patting their backs from behind and said, “Alright, it’s time to go.”
He acted as if he were the host, cuing the proceedings, and naturally, he embraced Han Jiangque’s shoulder, guiding the alpha back to Wen Ke.
“Oh…”
Han Jiangque, at this moment, couldn’t be bothered with Xu Jiale. As soon as he heard that it was time, he nervously turned back to hold Wen Ke’s hand, saying, “Xiao Ke…”
“Let’s go,” Wen Ke held the alpha’s hand tightly, smiling.
Indeed, it was time.
Han Jiangque and Wen Ke’s wedding ceremony did not distinguish between groomsmen based on alpha and omega genders. So, Xu Jiale followed closely behind Wen Ke, while Fu Xiaoyu followed Han Jiangque.
They walked side by side, as solemn wedding music played, passing through arches made of white roses swaying in the sea breeze.
Everyone was watching them at this moment, and Xu Jiale really wanted to see Fu Xiaoyu’s face. However, he could only look straight ahead with a serious expression.
It was strange. Not to mention attending a wedding, he had personally gone through the entire process of marriage and divorce. But precisely at this moment, every step he took made his palms slightly sweaty.
“Wow, look at this.”
Hu Xia, sitting at the dining table, couldn’t help but take a deep breath. “Xu Ge and president Fu are wearing identical groomsmen suits and walking side by side. It feels like they’re…”
“Feels like what?” Wang Xiaoshan took a sip of champagne and glanced at him, intentionally asking.
“It feels like they’re…” Hu Xia’s words were cut off as Xiao Yuan forcefully placed a glass of orange juice in his hand.
“What’s wrong?”
“Take a sip, it’s a hangover cure,” Xiao Yuan coughed.
“But I haven’t even had any alcohol!” Hu Xia almost wanted to jump up to protest.
“Hu Xia, have you been away from DingTalk for too long?” Li Jingjing kicked the back of his chair from below and whispered on the other side, “Have you forgotten what ‘deep and passionate’ means? To use it to describe these two, you must be joking!”
It was only then that Hu Xia realized his mistake, and he was breaking into a cold sweat.
That’s right, what was he thinking?
That’s none other than president Fu, cold and heartless, who signs documents with the motto: “Maintain a professional attitude, optimize efficiency.” He announces overtime with an expressionless face, and deprives him of the right to bathroom breaks.
So, even Hu Xia knew that no matter how good president Fu looked, it was a matter of life and death.
One day with president Fu felt as intense as it could be, and yet, he had just entertained dangerous thoughts a moment ago.
Damn it! He was sorry for Xu Ge!
…
At this point, Han Jiangque and Wen Ke had already arrived under the central flower arch covered with white curtains. Xu Jiale and Fu Xiaoyu stood in positions on either side of the officiator.
Han Jiangque and Wen Ke didn’t believe in any particular religion, so they didn’t have a priest.
Although family members traditionally held greater significance in such ceremonies, this island wedding had been designed according to their own wishes. Therefore, they hadn’t asked their older brothers from the Han family to be the officiators. Instead, they had invited their closest friends to be both groomsmen and officiators.
“I…”
Fu Xiaoyu took the microphone from Xu Jiale, but he hesitated for a moment.
“Uh…”
Xu Jiale pushed up his glasses with a faint smile. “Fu Xiaoyu, don’t be in a hurry. It seems like I should start by asking a question on behalf of the omega?”
Damn it.
Fu Xiaoyu used a rare expletive in his mind.
He had experienced all sorts of grand occasions, but being an officiator was indeed his first time. He was inexplicably nervous at this moment.
He was nervous, and Han Jiangque next to him was even more nervous, his eyes anxiously fixed on Fu Xiaoyu.
Fu Xiaoyu could almost hear their hearts pounding together, their silliness evident.
Fu Xiaoyu quickly handed the microphone back to Xu Jiale in silence.
Xu Jiale was clearly good at such occasions. He raised his finger, signaling the audience to quiet down, and then continued with the microphone. “Pay attention, this isn’t just because Wen Ke is a millionaire tycoon, not just because Wen Ke has given birth to two little darlings for you, but also because… my best friend entrusted me here to describe his feelings for you with a modified excerpt from Paul Eluard’s poem.”
Xu Jiale paused, and his gaze suddenly became profound. “Han Jiangque, you are the last passerby on his journey, the last spring, the last snow, and the last battle for survival.”
Xu Jiale’s voice was deep, and when he finished the last sentence, Han Jiangque was no longer looking at him but was locked in a deep gaze with Wen Ke.
The person watching Xu Jiale was now Fu Xiaoyu.
Xu Jiale gave Fu Xiaoyu a deep look and finally spoke gently, “Han Jiangque, are you willing to become Wen Ke’s husband, to have each other from this day forward, to support each other, through good times and bad, through prosperity and poverty, through sickness and health, to love each other, until death do you part?”
Han Jiangque looked at Wen Ke, and even his thin lips trembled involuntarily.
At that moment, Fu Xiaoyu felt his body tremble as well.
“I am willing,” Han Jiangque said in a hoarse voice.
Wen Ke’s eyes were also teary when he uttered the same words almost at the same moment.
Xu Jiale handed the microphone to Fu Xiaoyu. Their fingers briefly touched, hurried and hot, but their gazes locked on each other were fervent and enduring.
“…Wen Ke,” Fu Xiaoyu took a deep breath, speaking slowly and solemnly, “are you willing to become Han Jiangque’s husband, to love and be loyal to him from this day forward, through poverty and wealth, through sickness and health, to stay with him until death do you part?”
“I am willing.”
As Wen Ke uttered these three words, tears finally rolled down his cheeks.
And standing by the omega’s side, Xu Jiale, his fingers hidden under the suit cuff, also trembled slightly.
He couldn’t help but adjust his glasses to conceal his somewhat embarrassing emotion.
In the midst of the applause from the audience, Xu Jiale and Fu Xiaoyu stared at each other in a daze, feeling that the rhythm of their chest rising and falling was almost identical.
Finally, it was Nanyi’s turn.
The little one held a small flower basket containing a bunch of white roses for decoration and an exquisite ring box. He walked onto the stage happily.
“Uncle Wen Ke, Uncle Han, I wish you a happy marriage and a harmonious life!”
Little Nanyi smiled with his eyes crinkled, raising the flower basket high. “It’s time to wear the rings.”
“Thank you, Nanyi.”
Both Han Jiangque and Wen Ke had teary eyes and smiled. They took the box from the flower basket and placed the rings on each other’s ring fingers.
Then, they hugged each other and began to kiss.
Countless rose petals fell from above the curtain, creating a dreamy atmosphere at that moment.
Before this moment, Xu Jiale thought that even at a wedding, he could be playful and tease like he always did.
These were such cliché and ordinary vows, heard countless times, but at that moment, he suddenly understood their sanctity.
Human beings are indeed mundane and insignificant creatures, perhaps praying to deities thousands of times in their lifetime for wealth, favor, promotion…
But only at this moment, during the oath, they weren’t praying.
They, with their mortal bodies, were transcending the ordinary, standing before the divine and proclaiming:
“This love shall be eternal!”
Amidst the applause, Xu Jiale took several big steps and rushed over to Fu Xiaoyu.
Rose petals fell on his shoulder and arm, and Fu Xiaoyu’s eyes were bright and moist as he gazed at Xu Jiale. His thin lips quivered slightly, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Sorry, Princess Han.
I’m about to add some trouble for you again—
Using his last bit of reason, Xu Jiale glanced at the center of the stage where Han Jiangque was kissing Wen Ke and then pushed Fu Xiaoyu onto the rose petal-covered frame with determination, kissing him passionately.
…
“Yeah, this champagne is really good. I might order a few more bottles for later—what the hell.”
Xiao Yuan was discussing the taste of champagne with Hu Xia and Li Jingjing when suddenly his mouth fell open.
“You can drink as much as you want; why the profanity? Anyway, Mr. Xu has already paid the hotel bill.”
Li Jingjing was initially casually sending a message to her omega but now, after raising her head, she nearly turned into stone.
Only Hu Xia remained indifferent with his straw hat half-covering his face, sipping his orange juice nonchalantly.
“Xiao Yuan, what’s with the foul language?”
“Why don’t you look at the stage!”
Xiao Yuan slapped Hu Xia’s hat off.
“Hey, what are you doing?” Hu Xia instinctively covered his head with one hand and, a little dazed, happened to see Xu Jiale forcibly kissing Fu Xiaoyu on the stage.
“Xu Jiale…” Hu Xia suddenly stood up, trembling. “Has he been drinking too much? Oh no, he’s done for, he dared to forcibly kiss Mr. Fu… He’s done, no one can save him now, not even Mr. Wen.”
As he rambled uncontrollably, they all saw that on the stage, Fu Xiaoyu suddenly reached out and tightly wrapped his arms around Xu Jiale’s neck, his lips passionately returning the kiss.
“Click.” Hu Xia even dropped his orange juice cup, yet he didn’t feel a thing.
“This isn’t a forced kiss.”
Wang Xiaoshan said nonchalantly from the side. “It’s a kiss, you idiot? Xu Jiale and Mr. Fu are already together.”
The three of them, Xiao Yuan, Li Jingjing, and Hu Xia, all looked at Wang Xiaoshan in shock. For a moment, nobody spoke, just the sound of Hu Xia gulping down water.
“When… when did this happen?” Xiao Yuan finally regained some composure and asked, his voice trembling.
“It’s been a while, I think. You can find out the specifics for yourselves.” Wang Xiaoshan coolly poured himself another glass of champagne, turned, and went to another table, leaving behind a trio of people staring at each other, still feeling a lingering sense of shock.
“President Fu… he’s really with Xu Ge, huh?” Hu Xia’s tone held a mix of astonishment and a hint of disappointment.
“Xu Ge, he… seems to have lost his mind a bit,” Xiao Yuan said, shocked and somewhat bewildered.
“He’s done for,” Li Jingjing downed a large glass of champagne in one gulp and, with a certain tone, echoed Hu Xia’s words from earlier, “Xu Ge is finished.”
“Xu Ge and President Fu together… I guess they won’t be playing Truth or Dare anymore,” Hu Xia sighed.