In short, Xi Lei Hanlie made complete preparations and was very confident in controlling her.

"Hanlie, what if I refuse to marry you in public?" Mu Baoer said suddenly.

Han Lie lowered his head and curled his lips with cold curls: "Don't make unnecessary struggles. Your wishes don't matter. No matter how unwilling you, I can force you to sign your marriage certificate. Anyway, legal effect is enough. If you deliberately want to lose my face in the church, then I don't mind making you feel the pain of losing your child immediately."

The gentle voice and the viciousness in the words form a sharp contrast.

Mu Baoer snorted and walked into the auditorium first.

The auditorium is not big. Although it is not arranged outside, it is beautifully arranged inside, and there is a sea of ​​flowers everywhere. If she is not the protagonist, she will feel fragrant and romantic.

There were not many guests in the auditorium, but they all seemed to have a status. Xi Lei and Lilis sat in the first row. Xi Lei's face was radiant and very proud. After all, he fought with Nie Rong for a lifetime, and now he actually got Nie Rong's daughter. With this, Nie Rong lost a lot.

It was really gratifying. He really wanted to see Nie Rong quickly and the twisted expression of knowing about this matter must be the greatest joy in life.

After Han Lie and the others got married, he legitimately took Mu Baoer back to Country A and held a grand banquet to invite Nie Rong over.

Lilis was next to him, wearing a purple strapless pleated dress, and swept to Mu Baoer's gaze with a profound meaning.

Mu Baoer and Han Lie walked in slowly with the wedding march played by the band. Mu Baoer glanced around. Although there were no people in the church, there were only a lot of ambushing outside.

She doesn't have any attack tools in her hands, and even if she wants to take risks, the premise is that she must have a knife or a gun.

The indifferent eyes accidentally swept across the auditorium, and his heart beat. It was the wedding cake, which was her only chance to get in touch with the knife. Mu Baoer calmly withdrew her gaze. It seemed that she had to continue acting to make everyone relax their vigilance until she got the knife.

This means that she wants to swear to marry Han Lie in front of the priest and exchange rings. Thinking of this, Mu Baoer felt a little sad.

She thought she didn't care who she married, because marriage was just a ceremony, and if the two people's hearts were not together, it was nothing.

But now standing in this sacred place and looking at the presidency, I suddenly realized that she was not so open-minded.

It turns out that every woman wearing a wedding dress doesn’t matter anymore, and she hopes that the man she loves will be standing by her, exchanging lifelong promises with him in front of God.

If she could give her another chance to choose, who would she hope is the people around her?

Unexpectedly... a person's face flashed in his mind, and Mu Baoer was shocked.

Han Lie had already held her hand tightly and half dragged her to the priest. He was very angry when he saw that she was still lost in her mind at such a moment. Who was she thinking about? After a while, she was not qualified to think of other men!

She is his! Yes, it is his.

The priest had already begun to read the marriage vows, and his solemn voice echoed quietly in the auditorium, but Mu Baoer didn't hear a word. Finally, the priest asked her: "Do you want to be the cold wife?"
Chapter completed!