Chapter 572 Will You?

If it weren't for her cousin stopping her, she would have wanted to go over and open the door herself.

Upon arriving at the Jialin Hotel, the final wedding venue, Su Mojin, dressed in a white gown, linked arms with Lin Yan as they exited the car. Lin Yan's wedding was not a secret in Kyoto, and a large crowd of fans had already gathered at the entrance of the Jialin Hotel. Many fans on motorcycles had even followed Lin Yan's convoy on their way to the hotel.

The long procession of motorcycles almost filled the entire street and alleys around the Jialin entrance, numbering at least several hundred people. Although Lin Yan had made prior arrangements, such a massive flow of vehicles still affected traffic, though the existing traffic wasn't much better to begin with.

Lin Yan and Su Mojin had anticipated such an event when they decided to announce their wedding date yesterday, but on the actual day, both were still shocked by the scene.

"Go prepare the wedding candies and cigarettes, and give some to these people."

There were simply too many. Lin Yan had originally planned to invite these fans into the Jialin for a meal or something, but it seemed he had underestimated his influence. He had expected at most a hundred people, but looking around, there were at least four to five hundred. This was only the area Lin Yan could see; further back, a dense mass of people was completely out of his sight.

Considering the drive had only been a little over half an hour, it was clear these people had been waiting there for a long time. Li Wei nodded and turned to prepare the items.

Upon entering the makeup room, Su Mojin changed back into her wedding dress, its large train being held up by two attendants behind her.

Lin Yan's parents and Su Mojin's parents had gone out to handle relatives and business partners. Lin Yan and Su Mojin were not needed at this time, and they finally had a moment to rest.

Lin Yan and Su Mojin lay back in their chairs, letting the makeup artists work on their faces.

"Are you tired? If you are, get some sleep. I'll wake you up later."

Lying in his chair and looking at Su Mojin in the mirror, Lin Yan saw her fatigue and spoke.

"No, I'm just a little excited. I can't sleep."

It was common to have insomnia the day before a wedding, and it was no different now. This was because Su Mojin and Lin Yan were about to truly step into the hall of marriage. At such a moment, her heart couldn't calm down; how could she sleep?

"Mom of the child, don't be too excited. Relax."

Lin Yan gave Su Mojin a new nickname.

Mom of the child?

Su Mojin was amused by the nickname and mimicked him.

"Okay, Dad of the child, I won't be excited."

"We've attended so many weddings, and you two are the most well-matched couple we've ever seen."

As they chatted, the makeup artist behind them chimed in.

Time quickly passed until noon. The lights in the banquet hall dimmed. Lin Yan, dressed in a white suit and holding a bouquet of roses, stood in the center of the stage. His posture was upright, a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes slightly curved.

The guests below watched the handsome young man, especially Su Mojin's relatives.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the daughter of the Hongyun family has truly married into a good family. Look at this son-in-law, and this hotel, this grandeur, it's so lavish!"

Su Mojin's aunt said with full of envy. She probably wouldn't have had the chance to visit such a hotel or attend such a banquet in her lifetime if it weren't for her niece. Looking at the delicacies on the table, she felt that the thousand yuan gift she had given was indeed too little.

"That's true, I'm so envious! I wish my daughter could marry into a family like this."

Su Mojin's aunt next to her also said with a hint of sourness.

As people below whispered amongst themselves, the main doors in the middle of the banquet hall were pushed open from the inside. Su Mojin, in her wedding dress, emerged from behind the doors. Under the lights, her face was delicate and fair, youthful and beautiful. Her pure white, fitted wedding dress exposed her delicate collarbones, captivating anyone who looked at her.

Lin Yan's gaze was also drawn to Su Mojin. The two faced each other across the long red carpet.

As their eyes met, Lin Yan's heart involuntarily trembled. Although he had seen Su Mojin in her wedding dress before, at this very moment on their wedding day, he was still struck by her beauty.

At this moment, Su Mojin was like the most beautiful star in the sky descending to the mortal world, breathtakingly beautiful, so much so that Lin Yan could barely tear his eyes away.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

A few young girls in the audience couldn't help but exclaim, their eyes filled with admiration.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, prompted by the host's gaze, Lin Yan began to walk towards Su Mojin.

As Lin Yan approached, Su Mojin's heart beat faster with each step he took. By the time Lin Yan reached her, her face was flushed, and her hands were clenched tightly.

Lin Yan handed the bouquet to Su Mojin. Compared to Su Mojin, even Lin Yan, who had strong psychological resilience, was not faring much better.

They stood in place, and it was time for the host to take over.

"Some guests are smiling happily, while some have tears in their eyes. Whether it's a smile or tears,"

"Today is destined to be free from sadness, because we are witnessing happiness, we are witnessing love, and with everyone's witness, there is a sacred question I want to ask the couple."

The host spoke in a gentle tone to everyone present, his gaze finally settling on Lin Yan and Su Mojin in the center of the stage.

"Mr. Lin Yan, this beautiful young lady before you is about to become your wife."

"In your future life, whether in sunshine or in shadow, in adversity or in prosperity, you must accompany her."

"Perhaps one day time will take away her youth or her radiance, but you must still love and cherish her as you do at this moment, always giving her all your affection and companionship."

"Mr. Lin Yan, can you do this?"

"I can."

In front of the microphone, Lin Yan's magnetic voice resonated throughout the wedding reception, loud and filled with conviction.

In such an occasion and atmosphere, accompanied by the melodious music, Su Mojin instinctively covered her mouth with her hand, controlling her emotions to prevent herself from crying out. At this moment, the host's gaze also turned towards Su Mojin.

"Miss Su Mojin, this handsome young man before you is about to become your husband."

"In your future journey, whether in calm or in storms, in good times or in bad, you must resolutely walk forward with him."

"Perhaps as time flows, he will encounter fortune or trials, but you must still love and accompany him as you do at this moment. Su Mojin, do you accept?"

"I do."

Su Mojin was already sobbing uncontrollably. She had imagined her wedding countless times, and each time she believed she wouldn't cry. Just before going on stage, she had repeatedly rehearsed the order of events, telling herself not to make any mistakes.

But as they stood on stage, hand in hand, facing each other, with Lin Yan's eyes reddened, her tears could no longer be held back. They streamed down her face, and she couldn't even control her expression. She had wanted to smile, but her lips kept twitching with sobs.