The summer vegetable garden was bustling with life, filled with green beans, cucumbers, hot peppers, bok choy, loofah, bitter melon, eggplants, and so forth, all vibrant and green, interspersed now and then with yellow and purple flowers, making it a particularly delightful sight to behold.
At the end of the vegetable garden, a stage had been set up, where Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe would soon hold their wedding ceremony; it may not compare to the stages Bai Wei was accustomed to when receiving awards, but it was her own design.
The backdrop featured a huge wedding portrait of Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe, wearing the very clothes they would don for their wedding today, a handsome man and a beautiful woman easy on the eyes.
A man-made path had been laid from the makeup room to the stage, topped with thick velvet carpet to ensure that Bai Wei wouldn't trip in her high heels.
The emcee on stage spoke with great enthusiasm, and Luo Qinghe, clad in a white suit, was exceptionally cooperative.