In the huge and solemn church, nearly a hundred meters of red carpet stretched outside the church. In the stretch car, Lan Nuoyin, who was wearing a snow-white wedding dress, was helped out of the car. Lan Cheng looked at her dotingly and tenderly.
Smiling, Lan Nuyin smiled back at him and put his hand in his.
In the church, Yi Yanfeng, who was wearing a white suit, was also waiting for Lan Nuyin to walk slowly with a smile on his face.
Lan Nuoyin looked at his doting smile that was different from Lan Cheng's, and her heart palpitations spread to the bottom of her heart little by little... In Lan Nuoyin's eyes, Yi Yanfeng's beautiful figure even seemed a little unreal.
Is he...his husband? Is such a perfect man really the one who will hold hands with me for the rest of his life?
At this moment, Lan Nuanyin felt extremely happy in her heart. Being his wife must be a very, very happy thing.
Letting someone who doesn't love her marry her can make her feel happy. Perhaps this is the magic power of Yi Yanfeng.
"Yan Feng, today, I hand over my favorite daughter to you."
"Father-in-law, please rest assured, Yan Feng will love her forever." Yi Yanfeng gently took Lan Nuyin's hand and placed a gentle kiss on her slender hand covered with white gloves.
Lan Nuoyin's heart was severely shaken, and her heart palpitations became more and more severe. Lan Nuoyin's palms were all sweaty and trembling slightly.
"Don't be nervous." Yi Yanfeng held her hand tightly and said gently.
His smile and his warm tone gave him a feeling of peace of mind. At that moment, Lan Nuoyin was moved and smiled.
In the rather spacious church, only a few people from the seven major families were sitting. Jing Yatong held her hands in her chest and looked at Lan Nuoyin with a smile.
Yin'er, you must be happy...
An Yu Yeye sighed and looked at the two people who were a perfect match. He didn't expect that Yi Yanfeng could smile so gently and show such a doting smile to a girl.
No matter what, good brothers must be happy.
After listening to the pastor reciting the oaths, Lan Nuyin felt that her heart was full. There was no impatience, no nervousness, no boredom, just the warm smile that had been with her all her life, which made her heart move so much.
"I would like to ask the groom, Mr. Yi Yanfeng, are you willing to marry Miss Lan Nuoyin and never leave her for the rest of your life, regardless of illness or pain, rich or poor, stay with her forever and grow old together?"