After Transmigrating into a Scummy Alpha, I Marked the Cold Film Empress - Chapter 88 (END)

◎The Wedding (End of Story)◎

“All set.”

As Song Qingxu’s words fell, the curtains before her parted with a soft swish, folding neatly to the sides.

Dressed in her wedding gown, she stood at the center of the stage. Light cascaded over her shoulders, highlighting the porcelain fairness of her skin.

Yuan Lai froze in place, her breathing slowing, caught between marveling at whether it was Song Qingxu herself or the gown that seemed whiter, purer.

The satin dress, pure white as snow, seemed enchanted. The harsh cold beams from the spotlights softened perfectly against its fabric, transforming into a glow reminiscent of moonlight.

A slight movement sent the moonlit sheen along the sweeping skirt flowing and shimmering.

At that moment, Song Qingxu didn’t appear to be standing in front of a mirror—she seemed to be standing under the moon itself.

Ethereal, untouchable, and detached from the mundane world.

Though Yuan Lai stood just a few steps away, she suddenly felt as if Song Qingxu were impossibly far.

So close, yet unreachable.

It was as if a galaxy stretched between them—near enough to see, yet far enough to feel untouchable.

She reached out, but couldn’t even grasp the hem of the gown.

“How does it look?”

Song Qingxu lifted her skirt slightly and took a small step toward Yuan Lai, smiling.

“Pretty?”

The cold, solitary moonlight warmed subtly, touched by the curve of her smile, bringing a sense of intimacy.

Yuan Lai felt as if the moon itself were moving toward her.

The gown’s train made movement cumbersome. Song Qingxu paused after that step to adjust the skirt.

Yuan Lai needed no invitation—she closed the distance in three brisk strides.

She refused to wait for the moon to descend; she would run to embrace it herself.

“Beautiful!”

“No one is more beautiful than you!”

“In my heart, you are always the most beautiful, no matter the time!”

After embracing her, Yuan Lai straightened the skirt and clasped Song Qingxu’s hand over her chest.

“Listen,” she said,

“My heart is praising you too!”

Late summer blending into early autumn, Yuan Lai’s thin layer of clothing allowed the warmth of her chest and muscles to radiate through, touching Song Qingxu.

Beneath her palm, a fervent heart beat solely for her.

The gown fitting went smoothly. They immediately confirmed this dress as the main gown, then successively picked the veil, the reception dress, the wedding dress, the morning robe, and the wedding shoes.

By the time they returned home, twilight had fallen.

The moment they stepped out of the car, Yuan Lai called out at the top of her lungs, “Mother! Did you save us some food? I’m starving!”

Her voice reached ahead of them before they even entered the house.

“It’s in the kitchen, still warm. I asked the housekeeper to bring it to the dining room,” came the reply.

“Meow. Meow.”

Sleepy Mimi also stretched and padded to the doorway to greet them.

Yuan Lai bent down, scooped up the kitten with one hand, and rubbed its belly. “Mimi, have you eaten?”

“Meow.”

Once they were seated, Yuan Jingyun spoke.

“How did it go? Was the fitting smooth today?”

Song Qingxu nodded. “We tried only one dress and decided immediately. We both love it.”

“That’s wonderful!”

A smile tugged at the fine lines around Yuan Jingyun’s eyes.

Yuan Lai, mouth full, muffled, “Smooth, yes, but too tedious. Right now, I just want to eat and flop back onto bed.”

Song Qingxu glanced at her. “Nope, you have to shower first.”

“Shower, of course, of course. I was exaggerating,” Yuan Lai said.

Yuan Jingyun, holding Mimi, left the dining room, not wanting to intrude on the couple’s private time.

At their last wedding banquet, the two had seemed distant, strangers even.

Now, Yuan Jingyun glanced back to see Yuan Lai smiling as she fed Song Qingxu from her plate, softly urging, “This is delicious, have some more.”

The couple’s closeness now made it impossible for anyone to intervene. In contemporary parlance, it was said that even passing dogs would pause to watch.

Whether any dogs actually did, she didn’t know.

But her kitten certainly caught the sweetness, eyes wide with curiosity, staring at Yuan Lai’s mouth, waiting to be fed.

“Meow?”

“Come on, come on. I’ll open a can for you.”

The wedding took place as scheduled. In addition to family and friends, a special table was set for fans. Ten lucky fans who had been selected arrived early.

“Oh my gosh, this feels like a dream!”

She looked up. “Are those crystals above? So beautiful!”

Countless silver threads descended from the nine-meter-high ceiling like a cascading galaxy. Crystals of various sizes dotted the strands, each facet catching the light differently.

No matter where the guests sat, their eyes would meet a flowing river of stars.

“This setup is incredible—it must have taken so much effort!”

“Unreal! It’s like they brought the galaxy itself, and it even twinkles!”

“You’re all looking up, but the floor is covered with real fresh flowers. I touched them, and they still have dew!”

Among the vast stars above, the white flowers on the ground were mere supporting scenery.

“So lavish. Today, I feel like I’ve really seen the world!”

“I finally understand what it must feel like for a visitor in the Grand View Garden—everything is breathtaking.”

Some pulled out their phones, snapping pictures of the wedding decorations.

“I wonder when Song Qingxu will appear. Can’t wait to see her in the gown.”

“She’s going to be absolutely stunning!”

“I’ll be the first to post a photo!”

“The professional photographers are all here. You can’t beat the team—I just want to capture Qingxu’s happiest moment.”

An older woman wiped at the corner of her eye. “I’ve watched Song Qingxu grow step by step since her debut. I know how hard she’s worked to get here. Now that she’s getting married, I can’t help but feel the bittersweet sentiment of seeing a daughter leave her home.”

A fan standing closest to her patted her back comfortingly. “She’s found her happiness. We should be happy for her!”

“Yes, weddings are meant to be joyful!”

The few fans who had arrived early chatted quietly, while the guests began trickling in. Most of them were familiar faces frequently appearing in financial news.

“Isn’t she the richest person in City A?” one fan whispered.

“That’s nothing. Look at the person sitting across from her—one of the top leaders in the medical industry. Ordinary people don’t have connections to the Yuan family.”

“It’s amazing how elites from all walks of life have gathered here. We’re lucky just to get a chance to attend this wedding. Otherwise, we’d never see people like this.”

Song Qingxu sat in front of the vanity mirror, her heart pounding wildly.

Most of her makeup was done; only the blush remained. In the mirror, her bright eyes and radiant smile shone back at her as she took deep breaths to calm her nerves.

She thought absently: I wonder if Yuan Lai is as nervous as I am.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Yuan Lai kept asking, “Is it time yet?”

Yuan Jingyun glanced at her watch. “Not yet. Wait a bit longer. I’ll go check with Qingxu to see if everything is ready.”

“I’ll come too!”

Seeing Yuan Jingyun look her way, she asserted matter-of-factly, “It’s fine. Everything on my end is ready. We’re just waiting, so it doesn’t matter where we wait.”

She followed Yuan Jingyun. “I’ll wait in Song Qingxu’s makeup room.”

On this joyous day, Yuan Jingyun accompanied her. They arrived at the door to Song Qingxu’s makeup room and knocked lightly.

A staff member opened the door, and Yuan Lai practically dashed in before anyone could stop her.

Song Qingxu had just finished applying her blush and turned at the sound.

Yuan Lai, hurrying forward, froze in place, even forgetting to breathe for a moment.

After a long pause, she finally managed to utter, “So, so beautiful!”

Yuan Jingyun, following behind, teased with a smile, “You’re usually so smooth with words in front of me. Why can’t you do anything but stammer now?”

“Mother!”

Yuan Jingyun stopped teasing but couldn’t help smiling as she looked at the two of them; they looked increasingly perfect together.

“You two wait here. I’ll go ask when it’s time to head out.”

After Yuan Jingyun left, the makeup artists and other staff followed her out, leaving the two alone in the room.

“Nervous?”

Song Qingxu answered honestly, “A little.”

Yuan Lai’s ears turned red, and she couldn’t bring herself to look directly at Song Qingxu.

Whenever she tried, she became so mesmerized by Qingxu’s beauty that she forgot what she wanted to say.

“Why aren’t you looking at me?”

“Is my makeup ruined?”

She was satisfied with her look today. Without waiting for Yuan Lai’s answer, she checked her reflection in the mirror.

The makeup was fine. So why wouldn’t Yuan Lai look at her?

“It’s, it’s so beautiful. If I stare at your face, I’ll forget what to do next.”

Song Qingxu frowned. “No, you still have to put the ring on me. How can you not look at me?”

She cupped Yuan Lai’s face in her hands, holding her gaze.

“How is it? Feeling better?”

Now Yuan Lai wasn’t just blushing at her ears—her whole face had turned bright red, as if she’d applied an entire box of blush.

Song Qingxu remained outwardly calm, but only she knew how fast her heart was racing beneath her chest.

Just as the two were shyly preoccupied, a knock came at the door.

Yuan Jingyun returned, standing at the door to remind them, “Everything outside is ready. Let’s go wait for the cue.”

In the banquet hall, the master of ceremonies spoke with passionate energy, her clear voice cutting through the thick air and reaching the ears of the nervous couple waiting just outside.

“Let’s welcome the newlyweds!”

The hall’s lighting, managed by a professional, dimmed as soon as the host finished speaking, directing all focus to the entrance.

The doors slowly opened, revealing two figures in pure white, stepping in rhythm with the faint music.

A soft piano melody wove along the stairs as they moved to the center of the hall.

At the moment they reached their spot,

The dim stars above regained their brilliance, and the once-still galaxy began to shimmer.

The simple satin wedding gown became a magnet for starlight. From afar, Song Qingxu appeared bathed in moonlight, her dress beginning to sparkle softly.

A gentle breeze from the central air stirred the hem slightly, as if the night sky itself danced along with them, the stars turning with the moonlight falling upon them.

All eyes were fixed on the pair.

The MC, slightly delayed from rehearsal, finally spoke.

“Next, the couple will exchange rings.”

The wedding bands had been chosen after their return. Unlike the engagement ring Yuan Lai had proposed with—a large diamond—they were simple, plain bands, perfect for daily wear.

Inside each ring was engraved the couple’s initials. Yuan Lai, filled with excitement and joy, carefully slid the small ring onto Song Qingxu’s finger.

Her trembling hands missed the mark several times, only for Song Qingxu to adjust her finger so she could succeed.

When it was Song Qingxu’s turn to place the ring on Yuan Lai’s finger, it was effortless, smooth, and seamless.

“Let’s congratulate the newlyweds!”

On this day, Yuan Lai finally married Song Qingxu.

Their hands, adorned with wedding rings, clasped tightly together.

In the banquet hall, the two leaned into each other, radiating intimacy and love.

THE END.