Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 449 - 462: Silver-White Vow

The crowd was in an uproar.

Even Su Xingyu forgot to breathe, staring blankly at him, unsure how to react. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Some men whisper sweet nothings their entire lives, like they cost nothing; while others hold their promises as precious as gold, a confession lasting a lifetime. Lu Shifeng was undoubtedly the latter. The more he seemed devoid of emotions, the more terrifying it was when he truly acted on his feelings. He looked deeply at her and said, "Xingyu, come up."

Her body trembled slightly, as if two forces were pulling at her, urging her to go up and stand before him, yet she dared not.

The beginnings of love from years ago, a marriage proposal in the rain, him bringing her home, ’Young Mistress’, white roses, island holidays, office romances, diamond rings, the wedding, betrayal, punishment, and the blazing fire... the hasty escape, Han’s birth, her return, the red and sorrowful eyes he had on that stormy night...

All these memories flooded through her mind, his deep eyes, his hand always lifting her chin...

Everything had never been so clear.

Would they still be together? Could they still be together? If she took this step and went up, what would come of it, and which direction would they head in afterward...?

Her mind was in chaos, her body rigid, caught in a dilemma.

The murmurs from the crowd reached her ears: "Why isn’t Su Xingyu going up?"

"Su Xingyu, go up there; Mr. Lu is waiting." someone from the audience urged softly.

"Is she really Su Xingyu? Maybe she’s an imposter, feeling guilty about it?"

"Who knows, she’s always wearing that veil. Has Mr. Lu ever seen her real face?"

The noise grew louder, soon becoming a blur.

Her heart was so confused that she couldn’t clearly hear what they were saying.

At that moment, the world seemed to stop. She looked up to see him standing on stage, dressed in an impeccably elegant black suit, a rose handkerchief stitched by her own hand in his pocket, light radiating on him, making him breathtakingly irresistible.

Beside her, Leng Fei extended his hand and gave her a push.

The push wasn’t forceful, but it was resolute.

Almost instinctively, she rose with the push and walked toward the stage, as if sleepwalking.

Her slender figure was adorned in layers of soft, light-blue silk, trailing like a mermaid’s fin, and she walked like a mermaid princess approaching him. The lights in the hall had dimmed, leaving only a soft moonlit glow illuminating her path step by step.

The audience held their breath, watching this fairy tale unfold.

Though she veiled her face, her pair of crystal-clear eyes were enchanting enough, with long eyelashes like raven feathers, hiding a hint of cautiousness and vulnerability, like a mermaid princess hoping to meet her prince, but fearing the dream was too beautiful and might vanish like sea foam.

"Su Xingyu must be happy..." Several girls in the audience clasped their hands over their chests, involuntarily wishing her well.

Many of them didn’t even know her, but every girl is filled with longing for love, and the scene before them was too beautiful, so beautiful they couldn’t bear for it to be shattered.

Su Xingyu step by step, arduously reached Lu Shifeng.

A brilliant white beam shone upon them, sacred as heaven’s light.

Lu Shifeng bowed his head, reached out to pick up the exquisitely crafted silver camera from the display table, and solemnly handed it to her.

She took it instinctively, bewildered.

He looked into her eyes, his long lashes fluttering gently, beautiful yet fragile.

His voice, slightly cold yet pleasing, spoke to her, "Xingyu, since that fire four years ago, I have lived every night in regret. When you were with me, I didn’t take good care of you, and only after you left did I realize that what you wanted was something I couldn’t give. I thought you must be very disappointed, which was why you didn’t even take the ring I gave you when you left this world, leaving it at the scene of the fire. I didn’t know what you liked, only that you loved photography, so I developed a camera specifically for you. If I give this to you, will you keep it with you and never leave it behind again?"

This was the original intention behind developing the camera.

He spent two years developing and designing, another year manufacturing it, and yet another year testing and refining...

Initially, he intended to place it in her cenotaph after completing the design. Fortunately, she had returned.

He was lucky enough to present it to her in his lifetime.

"If you don’t like rings, let this be our wedding ring." His voice was low yet firm.

She continued to look up at him, her expression bewildered.

She had thought it was just a camera, even if custom-made for her, it was merely a gift.

But his heartfelt confession was so profound, it caught her off guard. She knew better than anyone that he was not one for sweet words, yet he was able to say such moving words, it could only be genuine.

Yet she was still not prepared.

The camera in her hand was delicate and beautiful, with a silver streamlined body like a sprite.

Yet she found it unbearably heavy and scalding as if it were a burning coal.

She thought of turning to flee, but before she could, a piercing scream rang out from below the stage — "She’s not Su Xingyu!"

Everyone turned to look.

Even she and he on the stage turned to look.

The lights in the hall had long since dimmed, leaving only faint glimmers of diffusion from the stage lights, revealing the silhouette of a woman in the audience, dressed in what seemed to be an upscale suit, carrying what looked like a limited edition Hermès bag. Zhuang Heng...

Zhuang Heng looked at them with disdain, more specifically, at Su Xingyu.

Her face twisted with jealousy hidden in the shadows, unseen by many.

She pointed straight at Su Xingyu on stage, her voice, twisted with anger, "She’s not Su Xingyu! She’s not worthy of being with Shifeng! Why doesn’t she take off that veil on her face?! Because she’s not Su Xingyu! She’s an ugly monster!"

At today’s launch event, photographer Zhuang Heng was also present, unexpectedly witnessing Lu Shifeng’s heartfelt confession. Shocked and enraged, she was overwhelmed with emotions and didn’t know what to do. Her first thought was of Su Xingyu’s face; she had to make a fool of Su Xingyu at the venue and let everyone see her disfigured face! Shifeng will surely be embarrassed too, confessing so passionately to a truly frightening beast in front of so many people! He who is so competitive will certainly feel humiliated and will blame and reject Su Xingyu!