Chapter 19: If two people don't want to, then the negative will be positive
"Mr. Meng Beichen, would you like Miss Han Yixing to become your wife and enter into a marriage contract with her? Regardless of illness or health, or for any other reason, love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her, and always be loyal to her.
Until the end of your life?"
Meng Beichen was stunned, feeling Han Yixing's malicious gaze, and felt depressed. If he said yes at this time, didn't it mean that he wanted to marry her by force?
He could no longer care so much, he looked up at the priest with cold eyes, "I don't want to!"
Very good, now the two of them are tied, but the people behind him are a little excited, especially when he hears his mother's exclamation, but he doesn't want to look back.
If that was the case, he didn't want to marry this woman. He looked down at the girl who only reached his shoulders. She was just a little girl. How could she be a woman? [
Han Yixing didn't feel anything about his answer, but there was a hint of expectation in his heart, hoping that this wedding march would not go on any longer.
If she were allowed to live her old life, this month's experience would be like a dream.
However, what she didn't expect was that the priest was a priest, his words were the words of God, and he could solve any emergency situation very well.
"Since neither of you are willing..."
He paused for a moment when he said this, Han Yixing smiled, and Meng Beichen also looked forward to it, but subconsciously held her hand tighter.
"So it proves that two people like to say some special and romantic words, but two people don't want to, that is, a negative makes a positive. This wedding has witnessed a difference. On behalf of God, I bless you. Now the groom and the bride can exchange rings.
Already."
The priest's words made everyone dumbfounded. This was simply a forced marriage. The black was turned into white, and the two people who were unwilling turned into two people who were willing.
A scream finally came from behind, adding to the atmosphere of silence.
Han Yixing stretched out his hand and pointed at the very calm priest incredulously, "Hey, we obviously said we don't want to get married at all!"
God, she had the urge to faint. What kind of shabby church is this? What kind of shabby priest is this?
Meng Beichen glanced at her coldly. Her accusation was completely suppressed by the comments of the reporters behind him. He reached for the ring and said reluctantly: "Did you hear me? I really don't want to marry you."