"Are these flowers... all real?"
"Of course they're real! Can't you smell the fragrance? And those butterflies flying around the flowers, how could they be fake?"
"How on earth was this done? It's just too magical!"
"Quick, find out which wedding company organized this. When it's our turn, we'll hire them too!"
"Is this magic or illusion? I just can't believe it!"
"If you want to know, think of it as magic; if you don't want to dig deeper, then it's magic, right?"
...
Shen Siyuan held Ruan Hongzhuang's hand and slowly walked across the lush lawn inward.
Whispers arose from both sides, eyes falling on them, also on the suddenly appearing colorful flower garden around them.
To those unaware, the wedding arrangement seemed beyond comprehension, full of wonder; those familiar with Shen Siyuan's identity were stunned by the view yet not surprised—after all, he always managed to do extraordinary things.
