Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 372 - 385: Wedding Vows

Su Xingyu subtly avoided him.

Though in her heart she thought, a masked ball? Could she and Han take the opportunity to escape amidst the chaos?

But with a slight thought, she denied the idea. Ouyang Yi had so many dark forces that the security would be tight. Any move they made would be nearly impossible.

Han reached out his little hand and gently tugged her: "Mom."

She looked down at the child.

The child’s voice was soft and sticky: "I miss you. I haven’t seen you for several days."

Su Xingyu felt a sharp pain in her heart. This was the result of the child being controlled by Ouyang Yi. No matter how frequently she went to see him, it couldn’t compare to the constant day-to-day closeness. The longing felt like a thorn embedded in her heart.

Behind her, Ouyang Yi smiled gently and said, "Han, I know you miss your mom, so I brought you here today to be the flower boy. You should accompany mom and dad well, and witness our happy wedding."

Su Xingyu then noticed he had brought the child to be the flower boy, no wonder he was dressed so nicely.

"Yay!" Han nodded his little head heavily, holding Su Xingyu’s hand eagerly.

Ouyang Yi checked the time: "Xingyu, I need to go now. I’ll later lead the convoy to pick up the bride."

He spoke, then to Han he said: "Be good, follow dad for now."

"No way..." The child playfully clung, grasping his mom’s hand tighter, "I haven’t seen mom for a few days and want to be with her. Mom’s dress is so beautiful today!"

Ouyang Yi, half joking and half earnest, said: "Haven’t you also not seen dad for a few days? Why don’t you miss dad?"

Su Xingyu’s heart leapt to her throat, fearing the child’s answer might reveal a hint.

Earlier Han didn’t know he wasn’t Ouyang Yi’s biological child, so he spoke innocently without restraint, but now, perhaps it’s because she harbors a secret, she constantly worried Ouyang Yi might suspect them as mother and son.

Under Su Xingyu’s anxious gaze, Han looked up and responded to Ouyang Yi’s question: "Dad? Han also really misses dad, but dad has been with me all morning, now I want mom to be with me. Today mom is the prettiest bride ever, Han wants to stay with mom and protect her."

"This little rascal." Ouyang Yi laughed, not noticing anything amiss.

Su Xingyu steadied herself and said: "Ouyang, let the child stay here, anyway soon you’ll come with the convoy to pick up the bride, there’s not much time." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Ouyang Yi, perhaps in a good mood, smiled and said: "Alright."

He hugged her briefly, then bent down to hug Han, and left with a few bodyguards.

In the luxurious presidential suite, only she, Han, and a few makeup artists and bridesmaids remained. Su Xingyu’s heart grew tense as she said to the makeup artists and bridesmaids: "You all go out first, having Han with me is enough."

Several bridesmaids hesitated and said: "But, Ouyang asked us to accompany you..."

Su Xingyu quietly removed the delicate mask from her face, revealing the disfigured scar on half of her side, terrifying and exposed before everyone. Although they had seen her scar before, they still recoiled in surprise, instinctively stepping back, and silently exiting the suite.

Su Xingyu quietly approached the door, tilted her ear to listen for sounds, then carefully locked the door.

She then turned around and tightly embraced the child.

The child hugged her tightly in return.

Mother and child held each other tightly for a long time. Su Xingyu lowered her head and said to the child: "Han, today we’ll try to find a way to see if we can escape."

The child nodded vigorously, volunteering: "Mom, I’ll go scout. Ouyang Dad is not very cautious with me, it might be more convenient for me to go."

Su Xingyu realized he had a point, but was worried about sending such a small child on a dangerous task, she instructed him: "You must protect yourself, if anything goes wrong, come back immediately, okay?"

The child assured her: "Mom, don’t worry."

They both listened to the sounds outside the door for a while longer, then Su Xingyu opened the door and the child went out casually.

Su Xingyu stayed in the room alone, waiting for news, feeling every second like a year.

After more than ten minutes, the child returned, face scrunched with worry: "Mom, Mom, Dad sent many people to secretly guard outside, when I pretended to play, no one minded while I was walking inside the hotel, but as soon as I tried to go outside, I was stopped by several unfamiliar men. Many directions are the same."

Han, being clever, tried a few times then stopped, fearing too many attempts would arouse Ouyang Yi’s suspicion.

Su Xingyu grew worried, if even the child couldn’t get out, let alone the two of them together.

She could only comfort Han: "It’s okay, once we get to the wedding venue, we will have another chance; stay alert, follow mom closely, as soon as there’s a chance, mom will whisk you away."

Han worriedly asked: "Mom, can we really escape?"

"We definitely can." Su Xingyu feigned confidence for the child’s sake, although she was far from assured.

The bridal convoy soon arrived.

Several bridesmaids returned to the presidential suite, blocking the door, asking for red envelopes, laughing and carrying on.

Ouyang Yi had invited many media reporters to live broadcast his grand wedding.

Su Xingyu, wearing the delicate mask, was photographed by the reporters’ flashing lights. The mask covered most of her face, and from the exposed parts, no one linked her to the young Lu Family lady presumed dead years earlier at the fire scene.

Ouyang Yi, like a perfect husband, escorted her into the wedding car.

Han and another unknown little girl followed behind them, their beautiful figures resembling little angels descended to earth.

They arrived at the wedding venue.

Indeed, it was a masquerade ball, all the guests dressed in strange attire, many also wearing masks of various styles, hers and Ouyang Yi’s refined masks were not special at the ball yet glamorous enough to draw attention.

The emcee read the wedding vows.

Asking Ouyang Yi: "Mr. Ouyang Yi, are you willing to take Miss Axing as your wife, to not abandon her for life, care for her, protect her through rich and poor, grow old with her?"

Ouyang Yi looked into her eyes with a smile, tenderly saying: "I am willing."

His alluring voice line made countless people want to scream, graceful as a fairy tale prince.

The emcee then asked if Su Xingyu was willing to marry Ouyang Yi.

Su Xingyu’s throat was dry, clearly unwilling in her heart, yet some words weighed heavily, refusing to be said.

The emcee urged: "Miss Axing?"