With every step he took, Sikong Tingge's mood became heavier.
I can't help but think about the worst, what if everything was planned by Mrs. Feng and Li Ye to trick her into agreeing to get married...
Uneasy.
Feng Liye suddenly waved his hand to ask the servant to stop.
Sikong Lingge was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he found that they were standing at the door, facing the Feng couple and Fang Yiren.
"Dad, Mom, I have something to say to Yi Ren, so Lingge will trouble you first." Feng Liye said, handing Sikong Lingge's hand to Mrs. Feng.
Unexpectedly, Feng Liye would suddenly say this, and Mrs. Feng was stunned.
In the next second, he reacted quickly and held Sikong in front of him to listen to the song.
Sikong Lingge knew what Feng Liye was going to do next, so he suppressed his disgust towards Mrs. Feng and asked her to hold his hand.
"Time is tight, don't delay for too long."
Feng Liye nodded.
Mrs. Feng took a deep look at her son, took Sikong Lingge in hand, and turned to leave.
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The guests have already taken their seats, looking forward to the start of this grand wedding.
Media reporters nervously adjusted their equipment for the last time, ready to report live at any time.
Sikong Lingge held on to the hem of her long dress and stood in the corridor. Looking at the bustling scene, she suddenly felt a little timid——
Do you really want to use this wedding to follow Feng Liye in exchange for the antidote and news about Fang?
In a daze, Feng Liye slowly walked towards him from the other end of the corridor.
Fang Yiren followed him, her eyes were red, she looked very excited, and her shoulders were shaking slightly.
What did Feng Liye say to him?
In doubt, Feng Liye had already arrived in front of him.
"Leave--"
Sikong Lingge opened his mouth and was about to ask, but Feng Liye got there first and interrupted——
"Let's go, it's time." Feng Liye said, glancing at Mrs. Feng faintly from the corner of his eye.
Sikong Lingge suddenly came back to his senses and swallowed the words that came to his lips.
Sikong Lingge understood the meaning of Feng Liye's glance——
He was telling himself that Mrs. Feng was here, not the time to talk.
After breathing deeply, Sikong Lingge closed his eyes and handed over his hand.
The red carpet stretched all the way forward to the scene where the guests were packed.
Feng Liye held Sikong Lingge's hand and moved forward slowly, step by step.
"Crack - click - click -"
The moment they appeared, the scene was filled with flashes of light...
Under the spotlight, they came to the pastor.
Perhaps because she was worried about the long nights and many dreams, Mrs. Feng ordered all the cumbersome processes to be omitted, and the pastor began to take the oath directly.
"Mr. Feng Liye, are you willing to marry Miss Guan Yu as your wife, become one with her before God, love her, comfort her, respect her, protect her, just like you love yourself. No matter if she is sick or healthy
, rich or poor, always loyal to her until you leave this world?"
"I do." Feng Liye didn't hesitate at all, his eyes sparkling.
The pastor nodded and turned to Sikong Lingge, "Miss Yu, are you willing to marry Mr. Feng Liye and become one with him before God? Love him, comfort him, respect him, and protect him as you love yourself.
.Whether he is sick or in health, rich or poor, remain faithful to him until you leave this world?”
As soon as the pastor finished speaking, before Sikong Lingge could reply, there was a sudden commotion behind him.
Everyone turned back at the same time.
Shangguan Rui appeared at the door without knowing when.