Huangfu Yao and Ning Xiaotong shook their heads in unison.

Ning Xiaotong held Luo Qian's hand, "Our Qianqian is about to get married, I'm really reluctant to let it go."

Luo Qian's heart relaxed a little, patted Ning Xiaotong's hand, "You and Yaoyao will have such a day. By that time, I will be spending the night food."

Hearing this, the three of them laughed.

Huangfu Yao said, "Who says that to himself?"

"Okay, the time is almost over. Let's set off quickly, otherwise it will be too late. Song Gang would blame us for kidnapping his bride away." Ning Xiaotong quipped.

Luo Qian's parents had already arrived and were sitting in the room inside.

My daughter, whom I finally raised, became someone else's in a blink of an eye, and I couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Ning Xiaotong and Huangfu Yao retreated tactfully, leaving the space for their family.

Luo’s father and mother had a slightly red eye, but there was a smile and blessing inside. She was obviously very sad, but she tried not to show it in front of Luo Qian.

Looking at such enlightened parents, Luo Qian felt extremely warm in her heart.

"Dad, don't worry, after getting married, I will definitely come back to see you often."

Luo’s father and mother had already met Song Gang. It was obvious that Song Gang was sincerely kind to Luo Qian, so she agreed to this marriage. In fact, as a parent, what she hopes most is that her children will live happily.

Luo’s father held Luo Qian’s hand and said, “Qianqian, you must be happy. If Song Gang bullies you, remember not to keep it in his heart, and you must tell us.”

The tears in Luo Qian's eyes were held in her eyes, and she was about to fall.

Luo's mother angrily glanced at Luo's father, "Okay, on such a festive day, I'll say sad words. Song Gang's child is honest and can tell that he will be good to Qianqian."

Seeing Luo Qian's tears of reluctance in her eyes, Luo's mother quickly added, "Okay, Qianqian, don't cry. If you cry, your makeup should be spent, and our daughter will not be beautiful."

Luo Qian nodded, her voice a little hoarse, "I know."

Luo's father turned his head aside and refused to speak.

Luo Qian understood that they must be happy for themselves, but they were just reluctant to leave.

When he left just now, Ning Xiaotong reminded him of the time. Luo’s mother saw that it was time, so she urged Luo Qian, “Okay, let’s go quickly, otherwise it will be delayed later.”

Luo’s father and mother, each of them, helped Luo Qian walk out.

The romantic wedding car has already been parked downstairs, with big red roses embedded on it, and you can even clearly see the crystal water droplets on it.

Ning Xiaotong and Huangfu Yao followed behind with their skirts and sat in a car behind them.

The convoy slowly moved forward, Luo Qian sat in the wedding car, holding her hands tightly, feeling that the journey was so long.

I really want to marry that person, I love the most in my life.

Finally, the light white walled church came into view, and Luo Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as they got off the car, the beautiful little girls rushed over to hold on to their long skirts, and their tender little faces were full of pure smiles.

As soon as he walked into the church, he saw Song Gang wearing a pure swallowtail dress, with a slender figure and handsomer than ever before. At this moment, he was standing where the host was working, full of tenderness and staring at the entrance of the church without blinking.
Chapter completed!