
At 5pm, the wedding began.
The wedding event was done very luxuriously, the entire area was decorated with original orchid flowers and thousands of other perfectly laid out flowers.
When Fanan stepped onto the lap, he was too glared with hundreds of fancy crystal lights on his head, beside his walls, even on the floor.
Not to mention there were hundreds of candles lined up next to her as well as the ladies who helped her tidy up her wedding dress.
The shades are still blood red and black.
Only then did he realize that this wedding theme was like always using red and black, if there were other colors, it was always dark like night blue or dark brown.
As well as the dresses of the invitees, they also wear clothes that match the theme.
A rich wedding is really luxurious and classy.
If calculated, like all funds for marriage can be the living funds of 7 offspring.
Secretly Fannya grieved, why are the rich always wasteful and the poor always have to be frugal, isn't that unfair?
Why is the money not donated.
If he had a lot of money later, he would donate it to the pandan orphanage of the nursing home!
But now he was so poor that he could only receive kindness from his master.
The wedding ended well, and applause was heard throughout the room.
The applause alone was very synchronous and elegant, there was no different or overzealous clapping sound, everything was very melodious.
Surrounded by an atmosphere of upper class nobility like this Fanan was completely depressed and uncomfortable.
In the end, during his night, he asked Axel for permission and pulled over.
In the corner of the garden, where there was a park bench and a soft and not bright light, Fanan sat down and ate the cake that had been served by the servants.
The light of the garden lights illuminated part of his face, the night wind blew his hair and the melody of the music did not bother him at all.
"Miss Fanan, why are you just sitting here alone? Did the young master not pay attention to you and focus more on his business?"
Since he was from the lower classes, Fanya had long expected that there would be people without brains bothering him, and sure enough.
But he was neither hurried nor angry.
He simply raised his head and looked at his opponent naturally.
"Mrs Hilya, glad I could meet you, is there something you want to tell me?"
The list of people was on the document of the disturbing woman that Tiana had prepared, the followers behind her were the same as well, so she knew him immediately.
"Hump, it turns out the lower classes like you recognize me, I'm a little flattered."
Even though he said that, it was clear he was mocking him.
He twisted his curly hair and looked at Fannya with a judging look.
Fanan did not lower her head under that condescending gaze, but she was a little unhappy with the gaze judging her.
"What did you promise Young Master Axel? Being his toy or his pet?"
"You're not as perfect as my very gentle and elegant son, you must be a cheap man who's willing to sell his body."
He shook his head and let out regretful words.
"If my daughter were to marry a young master, surely they would be the most perfect match."
"She's my perfect little miss."
Lady Hilya unhesitatingly praised her daughter who was instantly approved by her followers, then silence.
Madam Hilya thought that Fanya must be now frightened and confused, because after all she was just an uneducated lower class like them.
"like that?"
However, Fanan was not as confused as Lady Hilya had imagined.
Instead, she smiled sweetly and showed off her teeth.
"Then, why can't your perfect daughter be chosen by Young Master Axel?"
"Don't that mean he's not perfect in young master's eyes either."
The whole scene was on him.
He was used to being stared at with disdain and criticism.
His tongue was not as sweet and sharp as the tongues of nobles, but he was still full of delicate flower poison.
Lady Hilya probably did not expect that Fanan would be able to retaliate.
He looked at Fannya with eyes of hatred.
"Because he's too perfect, so he doesn't deserve Young Master Axel, he's more deserving of others who are just as perfect."
If he was an ordinary person, he might have already left and started a fight with Fanan for insulting his daughter
But he is one of the top people who should always pay attention to his attitude if not want bad rumors about him to circulate. So does his Fanan, he knows very well his position now.
He was the host who invited these people, he couldn't just as casually do as he pleased and bring down Axel's reputation. In addition, he had also just climbed up to his social position now.
Just a little mistake, he would instantly make his reputation bad and become a joke.
"Isn't that what mistress is? Your daughter is perfect in your eyes but not in the eyes of others, you have to accept reality. Like me, in your eyes, I am not a good person, but in the eyes of Young Master Axel, I am the best, so he chose me as his wife."
His words were full of confidence.
But secretly Fanan squeezes out his little heart, he deliberately turns the word perfect into the best because he realizes he is just an ordinary human being who is not that perfect.
His flawed words might be a weapon to stab him himself, but madam Hilya who had been furious did not notice. He just sniffed furiously and left while saying.
"Look and how long you'll last!"
Making sure there will be no more similar problems, then Fannya exhales calmly.
She finished her cake in silence before putting it on the bench, getting up to make up her dress and hair.
But when he got up and looked up, he was startled by Axel's face that appeared suddenly.
"What?"
Out of surprise she let go of her original attitude a little, then she realized and smiled stiffly.
"Nothing, it's just, the closing dance has begun."
The male voice was comfortable and soft, his eyelashes were lowered and his eyes were slightly soft.
Then he extended his hand.
Looking at her soft eyes, as if bewitched Fanan almost seemed to think of taking that helping hand.
When their hands touched, only then did Fanan regain consciousness, but it was too late to pull back her hands.
Axel held it firmly and pulled it into the dance hall. There were a lot of people there and some people had already started dancing.
The guests saw the main cast had come and pulled over automatically. In the middle of the room, Axel lowered his head and extended his hand again.
"Dance with me." This is a command, not a request.
"Of course." Fannya smiled and took the helping hand.
With a light pull Axel brought her closer and started the dance. New music was playing and many guests started to dance as well with their lovers.
Every movement, like music, soft and sweet, every step taken, Fanan never averted his eyes, he always looked Axel in the eyes quietly without thinking anything.
Axel also did not distract him, his eyes were very focused on his partner's eyes. His hands deftly twisted and flipped his Fannan body, then covered his eyes.
He whispered.
"Very good."
His eyelashes shook gently, as he turned around again, he looked into Axel's eyes with a question in his eyes.
Whahuh?
Is she dancing very well?
Or the...
Fanan laughs.
"It's nice to make young master proud."
Because he didn't lose his reputation.
Axel Max, the talented young master with a golden spoon in his mouth, every step he takes and the decisions he makes, are all full of best and worst-case scenarios, and he as one of the pawns of the game can only follow the will of his master.