On the priest's stage, Shengge and Ji Yuting stood opposite each other, holding hands and looking at each other.
There is strong love in each other's eyes, only for each other.
"Mr. Ji Yuting, are you willing to marry Ms. Lu Shengge? From now on, you will love her, respect her, never leave her, and be loyal throughout your life..."
Before the priest could finish speaking, Ji Yuting's eyes turned slightly red and he interrupted directly: "I am willing. You rest, I will speak for myself."
There was a lot of laughter at the scene.
Even Shengge was amused by his operation.
Ji Yuting held her palm, and she could clearly feel that his palm was sweating, and his fingertips were trembling slightly with nervousness.
It was obvious that the two of them had already received the certificate, but Ji Yuting felt like he was experiencing a touching surprise for the first time. His eye circles gradually turned red and his throat was choked with sobs.
Shengge was unconsciously moved by him, and her eyes turned red.
In a slightly trembling voice, Ji Yuting said seriously every word: "Thank you Ms. Lu Shengge for being willing to be my wife. I swear on my life that from now on, no matter whether you are poor, rich or noble, sick or healthy, I will love you, respect you, and care for you."
I cherish you, this oath will remain unchanged for life, even death will not separate us."
Shengge was slightly startled, stunned by his last words.
Death does not separate...
If she died in front, would he be buried with her and die in love?
I was very moved at first, but suddenly I felt that Ji Yuting's incompetent operation was a bit unworthy of beating.
Just as she was thinking about it, Ji Yuting squeezed her hand and silently reminded her with his eyes that it was her turn.
Shengge suppressed those thoughts, imitated his words, and repeated in a gentle voice: "Thank you Mr. Ji Yuting for being willing to be my husband. I swear on my life..."
After swearing to each other, Ji Enshi and Lu Nianqing presented them with rings.
The moment they exchanged rings, the two looked at each other for a long time and kissed each other before the host could say anything.
There was a burst of warm applause from the audience, and Meiwei Si couldn't restrain her emotions, tears fell frequently. Seeing this, Lu Nianqing hurriedly stepped forward to hand over a tissue.
"Mom, if you are moved to tears, I won't persuade you."
Mavis burst out laughing: "You're a smart guy, you know everything."
Soon, the wedding was over, and Ji Yuting started to toast with Shengge.
When they arrived at Mavis' table, Mavis had already drank a lot and her face was slightly red.
But she still picked up the wine glass and blessed: "Congratulations to Sister Shengge and Master Yu!"
Shengge drank it all in one gulp and advised her: "Sisi, drink less. It's not good for your health."
Mavis smiled and nodded, "You are busy with your work, congratulations again."
Ji Yuting just looked at Mei Weisi and did not stop Shengge from continuing to toast.
Shengge asked him in a low voice: "Why don't you let me stop her?"
"She is obviously worried. How can she stop it with a few words? Talking too much will only make her sad. She has been holding it in for too long. Shengsheng, let her go."
Shengge stopped talking and looked back at the wine table.
Mavis drank glass after glass of wine as if she was unconscious.
Thinking of Ning Chengxu for no reason, Shengge's eyes dimmed a bit.
Today, all the Ning family members came, but Ning Chengxu did not come.
It was said that there was an emergency in the company, so I asked Jing Jingxuan to help send me some money and gifts.
Mavis's lonely and slender figure kept drinking to drown her sorrows, making her sigh while watching the music, but she was helpless.
When it comes to emotional matters, other than the person involved, no one else can be of much help even if they have the best intentions.
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Mavis really drank too much tonight.
In the car back to Ning's house, she was almost vomited.
The driver had to stop on the side of the road and let her hold on to the big tree on the street and vomit for a while.
Seeing her in this state, passers-by asked kindly: "Madam, do you need any help?"
Mavis half-squinted her eyes and saw double images in front of her. She waved her hands and smiled bitterly: "What can you help me? Can you help him fall in love with me?"
"..."
The man was speechless, "Oh, you are so beautiful, but you are so obsessed with love." He shook his head helplessly and left.
Mavis was sitting on the roadside drunkenly, she couldn't figure it out.
Why can he say such frivolous and casual words as "Let's have one".
Could it be that in his eyes, giving birth is a trivial matter? Or did he not take his words to heart at all? He just dealt with it casually?
Mavis believes it will be the latter.
She was too drunk, her thoughts were complicated and low, and she didn't know when she got home.