No matter how much Qu Motong asked, Sam refused to tell her what the surprise he had given her was. He only said that it would definitely make her happy and that she was willing to marry him.
Qu Motong said firmly: "It is impossible for me to commit myself to you!" She had already determined in her heart that Sam was a liar. How could she commit herself to a liar?
"Okay, let's make a bet. If you are satisfied with this surprise and are willing to accept it, you will be mine."
"Just bet, no matter who you are afraid of!"
Qu Motong really didn't expect that the surprise that Sam gave him was really big, so big that she was willing to trade herself for it!
Talking back to the scene on the wedding day, apart from Xu Yuan, the only people attending the ceremony that day were Yu Han, Zhou Qinxue, and Shen Yan. Si Junyi's father did not come, and Shen Ran's father did not come either because he was recuperating abroad.
Sam's appearance was the first climax, and Yuhan's scream was deafening.
Sam was wearing a gorgeous performance costume, and his assistant Qu Motong carried a big box. He bowed to everyone: "Thank you. In order to bless Mr. Si and Miss Shen, I specially designed a magic called time and space travel. I hope Everyone will love it.”
Everyone burst into applause, and Sam made a silent gesture to everyone.
After everyone calmed down, Sam said: "I'm going to get into this box and go to ancient times to find gifts for the two newlyweds. Let's check first, is there anything in it?"
Si Yuhan raised her hand and volunteered to run over to check. Of course, there was no problem.
After Sam went in, he changed into a Hanfu suit after the first ten seconds and came out, gave Si Junyi and Shen Ran a piece of white marble, then entered the box, and after ten seconds changed into a Tangfu suit and came out, and transformed into a Tang Sancai vase, and then entered the box. After ten seconds, the box did not respond at all. After another ten seconds, there was still no response.
Qu Motong thought something had happened, so he knocked on the box. As a result, the box suddenly opened, and the person who came out was not Sam, but a little boy, a five-year-old boy, a five-year-old boy who made Qu Motong worried. little boy!
Everyone present was shocked. Everyone thought it was a dream, because the little boy was Yanyan!
Yanyan glanced at Qu Motong timidly and said, "Auntie, you blocked me from going out."
Qu Motong woke up as if from a dream, tears of joy filled his eyes. He immediately took Yanyan out of the box and held him tightly in his arms. He looked left and right, "Is it really you? Yanyan?"
Yanyan struggled desperately in Qu Motong's arms, "Auntie, you're holding me so hard that I can't breathe. Please let me go."
How could Qu Motong be willing to let go? Yanyan couldn't break free and actually cried loudly.
Sam appeared out of nowhere and said to Qu Motong: "Let go of Dingdong first."
Qu Motong was afraid that Sam would snatch Yanyan away, so he refused to let go, "His name is not Dingdong, his name is Qu Leyan."
Everyone gathered around and took a closer look at Dingdong. They found that it was indeed Yanyan. What was going on?
Sam forcibly dragged Yanyan from Qu Motong's arms and said, "This child is indeed the child you are looking for, but he has lost his memory."
Si Jun was even more excited. He looked at Yanyan, his eyes full of joy and love, and his whole heart was focused on him, completely forgetting that he was the protagonist today.
Yuhan tried to get close to Yanyan: "Brother Yanyan, come down and let's go play together, okay?"
Yanyan shook his head. But everyone still circled around him.
This little boy who appeared out of nowhere suddenly took over the honor, but the bride, Shen Ran, was left aside and ignored. Xu Yuan stood up and reminded: "Should we hold the wedding first? We can wait until the wedding is over to discuss anything."
"Yes, the wedding should be held first." Zhou Qinxue immediately looked around, "Where is the pastor? Where is the pastor?"
Qu Motong watched helplessly as Sam took Yanyan away. He was so excited, anxious, happy and heartbroken that he fainted and fainted.
There was even more chaos inside the church. Shen Yan was about to bend down to pick her up, but Si Junyi had already taken the lead, picked up Qu Motong and rushed out of the church.
Shen Yan looked at Si Jun Yi's running back and was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he immediately said to Shen Ran: "Sister, I'm going to chase Jun Yi. You wait a moment."
When Sam saw Qu Motong fainted, he quickly chased after him with Yanyan.
Zhou Qinxue also wanted to chase Si Junyi back, so she took Yuhan and chased after him.
So, all of a sudden, the church became empty, with only Shen Ran and Xu Yuan left.
The groom ran away? The groom ran away just like that? Is this the man Shen Ran likes? Is this the happiness Shen Ran pursues?
Xu Yu'an looked at Shen Ran. Shen Ran's face was calm and he sat down in the first row holding a bouquet of flowers.
After waiting for a long time, I got a call from Si Junyi. He said, "I'm sorry Shen Ran, can the wedding be rescheduled?"
"No, either you come back right now, or we are done with it forever."
"I'm waiting for the results of a very important test now. Wait until tomorrow. Can we hold the wedding tomorrow?"
Shen Ran thought that Si Junyi was waiting for Qu Motong's test results, and she became increasingly annoyed. She said coldly: "No, goodbye." Then, she turned around and said to Xu Yuan: "Xu Yuan, are you still willing to marry me? ?"
Xu Yuan advised her: "Don't be too impulsive. Mr. Si probably has something urgent. Just wait for him."
Shen Ran asked stubbornly: "Don't talk nonsense, you just need to answer me, are you willing to marry me?"
"Of course I do." This was the church he was looking for for their wedding! It was his dream to marry Shen Ran here!
"Very good, then pastor, please solemnize our marriage." Shen Ran took Xu Yuan's arm and walked towards the pastor.
They got married like this, but who can tell whether this marriage was an impulsive mistake or a deliberate arrangement of fate?