Aoxue walked out as the music played. She was not wearing a wedding dress, but a beige cheongsam. Haiziyu walked behind her.

Everyone's eyes suddenly fell on Hai Ziyu, who had snow-white skin and an incredibly delicate doll. Some ladies at the table were muttering about how they could find a more beautiful woman than themselves to be the bridesmaid.

However, everyone soon turned their attention to the audience stage. Ding Yiyi's clothes were the same as the bride's clothes.

Aoxue had obviously seen it too. She paused, with a hint of grievance in her eyes. In any case, it would be inappropriate to wear the same clothes as the bride on the wedding day.

There were people at the table muttering about the relationship between Ding Yiyi and Aoxue. Although their voices were not loud, they could still be heard vaguely.

Ding Yiyi didn't know what was going on, but she felt that everyone's eyes were vaguely on her.

This feeling was awkward and overwhelming, and she had no choice but to sit stiffly, and her hands became cold.

A pair of hands reached out to grab her hand. Ye Nianmo tilted his head and said, "Relax."

Yan Mingyao came over and held her hand, glancing at the beige figure in the crowd. The pastor was also a human being and spoke immediately.

"Today we gather in front of God and guests for the sacred wedding of Mr. Yan Mingyao and Miss Aoxue. This is a precious treasure left by God from the creation of the world. Therefore, you cannot enter at will, but you must

Respectfully and seriously."

"Mr. Yan Mingyao, are you willing to marry Miss Aoxue? No matter whether she is old or not, whether she is sick or not, you will love her and stay with her as always?"

Yan Mingyao replied very affectionately, "I do."

"Miss Aoxue, are you willing to marry Mr. Yan Mingyao? No matter whether the other party is poor or rich, you will still be firm in your current vow and stay with him unswervingly?"

Aoxue's eyes were fixed on Yan Mingyao's arm, and her emotions could not be seen just from the profile of her face.

Yan Mingyao kept looking at her tenderly and waited slowly. On the contrary, the pastor on the side saw that the bride did not answer and asked again.

Ding Yiyi's palms were also sweaty. She stared closely at the newlyweds and her palms were squeezed.

"Someone asked whether one person can fall in love with many people," she said with a sad smile: "How can one love, all the heart and all the love have been given to him, how can one give the rest of the love to others."

The pastor smiled. The bride was always emotional during the wedding ceremony. He looked at her with encouraging eyes.

Yan Mingyao stopped smiling and looked at her seriously. This gaze fell into Hai Ziyu's eyes, and a coldness suddenly grew in his body.

She was a little panicked and looked away almost by instinct, her heart pounding.

Si Wenbing happened to see this scene. Why was she so afraid of that man?

Ding Yiyi knew that this sentence was meant for Ye Nianmo, and suddenly a surge of anger arose in her heart. She was disrespectful to the groom and to her.

No matter what, she is his wife now, so this is disrespectful to her and ignores her existence.

Compulsively suppressing the anger in her heart, she looked at the bride quietly.

"I do." Aoxue said softly.

After the wedding, everyone dispersed. Aoxue and Yan Mingyao were drinking and greeting everyone.
Chapter completed!