It wasn't exactly an arranged marriage, as the two of them just happened to see eye to eye.
In ancient times, a bride from the Xie Family would have been celebrated with a grand procession stretching for miles, complete with an eight-bearer sedan chair.
Coincidentally, when the Xie Family came to fetch the bride, they saw the young master of the Xie Family. He was surrounded by elders and aunts, who were chatting and teasing him, yet he handled it all with ease.
He was a natural charmer, a real hit with the older ladies.
He was dressed in a dark blue groomsman suit with a pink boutonniere. His hair, possibly waxed, faintly reflected the shine from the crystal lights above. This getup really did a disservice to his handsomeness; that expensive floral shirt and those designer sunglasses suited him better.
So it was *this* Xie Family from Beijing, she thought. No wonder they insisted she return for the event.
