Fu Jingyu wore a black suit, white shirt, and black tie today, the standard wedding attire.
He sat in his wheelchair, his hair combed back, revealing a smooth forehead. His exquisite features made him exceedingly handsome.
Add to that a pair of eyes as beautiful as the stars...
If... if he weren't sitting in a wheelchair, what a perfect man he would be!
Soon, there were murmurs of doubt among the crowd: "Why is he sitting in a wheelchair?"
"I heard he was injured in the past."
"But hasn't he recovered yet after such a long time?"
"I think he will never recover! Otherwise, why would Miss Su abandon such a handsome man and run away?"
"What a pity! To be so handsome yet confined to a wheelchair for life."
"And it's not just that! I heard he's unable to father a child. Whoever marries him will be a widow all her life and may have to care for him throughout."
"..."
The whispering never stopped.