In the solemn church, the priest solemnly faced Yan Yi and Lian Chen in new clothes, raised his glasses, and asked sacredly: "Miss Lian Chen, do you want this man to become your husband and enter into a marriage contract with him? Regardless of illness.
Or should he be healthy, poor or rich, love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and be loyal to him until the end of his life?"
"I do."
The priest nodded with satisfaction, and then faced Yan Yan solemnly, "Yan Yan, do you want this woman to be your wife and enter into a marriage contract with her? No matter in sickness or in health, poor or rich, love her, take care of her, respect her,
Accept her and be loyal to her forever until the end of your life?"
Yan Yi lowered his eyes and never looked at the priest. When he raised his eyes and finally resigned to accept this moment, the door of the church was pushed open at this moment, and with a clear shout, the whole audience turned around in shock.
"No knots allowed!"
A girl covered in blood struggled to hold on to the door with her last bit of strength. She glanced sharply at Lian Chen, and the blood kept sliding from her forehead, instantly covering her beguiling eyes. At this time,
She looked very much like Shura from hell, the hatred in her eyes seemed to destroy the entire universe.
Being swept away by such cold eyes, Lian Chen couldn't help but tremble. When the whole place started to get restless, and before he could reflect on the development of the situation, Yan Yi took a quick step, almost wanting to hug the person tightly at any moment in the next second.
The girl who will fall to the ground.
"Yichen, Yichen, don't scare me!" Yan Yi hugged the weak girl tremblingly.
The girl struggled to raise her hand and grabbed his collar, "You, if you dare to get married...I, I will die for you!"
"No, no, no... I got married just for you. If something happens to you, what do you want me to do?" Yan Yi shook his head, tears already pouring out of his eyes.
"Haha, you, why are you crying... As long as you don't get married... I won't die... Promise me, don't... don't leave me again..." The girl struggled to raise her hand to touch that handsome face, but still
It was not touched but fell down feebly due to the exhaustion of the last bit of strength.
"Yichen!" Seeing the girl in his arms completely falling asleep, Yan Yi's heart was frozen to the extreme. When he took steps in panic, he heard a miserable call from behind, "Yan Yi!"
Yan Yi paused in his steps, tilted his head and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, she can't live without me, and I can't live without her!"
"Ji'er!" Ms. Zhong left her seat anxiously and ran to her son's side to persuade her, "Don't be ridiculous. Leave the girl in your arms to your mother. Now go back and marry Lian Chen!"
Yan Yi didn't waste a moment and glanced at his mother indifferently with a very unfamiliar look, "No one can stop me from being with her!"
As he spoke, he quickly rushed out of the door with the dying girl in his arms.
All the guests in the church looked at each other in shock and confusion at the scene in front of them.
Yan's CEO, Yan Bin, reluctantly walked past Zhong Yixue (Ms. Zhong) who was frozen on the side, "It is really destined. If that child is lucky enough to survive, our son will be happy or unlucky."
Thinking of Yan Yan's cold and unfamiliar eyes, Zhong Yixue couldn't help but tremble all over, and collapsed in Yan Bin's arms. A trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, "She can't survive!"
Yanbin didn't pay attention to the murderous intent in her eyes, and just sighed and nodded, "The injury is so serious, I probably won't survive."