The wedding has begun, and everything is ready. It seems that this wedding has been prepared for a long time.
What surprised Quan Youchen even more was that many people came, including Yueze, Bella, and Aotian. He also saw his mother Xia Yu, who looked at him with a smile.
"This is not a dream." Quan Youchen said softly to himself, "This is all real."
A dreamy, beautiful and romantic wedding was held in the church.
The choir sang beautiful songs, the white grand piano was parked in a corner, and the sun shone in through the arched glass windows. The atmosphere of the wedding was so warm.
The huge church is filled with 9,999 orange roses, solemn and solemn yet filled with joy.
A live band of 100 people played the wedding march.
From the door of the church to the foot of the cross, two rows of flickering candlelight were lit. At the end of the candlelight, Su and Mo were wearing white gauze. She had no father, and she was holding her mother's hand.
is this real?
Su Yumo was confused as to why he came here two nights in a row.
If it was a dream, why did I dream of His Highness?
When she was confused, Quan Youchen, dressed in a white prince outfit, walked towards him with a bouquet in his hand. Behind him, dozens of men in black suits followed, all of them with the sharp eyes of palace guards.
Quan Youchen walked over with the steps of a king, and the sun shone on his face. His handsome face, mixed with his natural elegant aristocratic temperament, had a particularly gorgeous charm that made people unable to open their eyes. People were surprised.
I found that his face was filled with such obvious happiness and joy, and every step he took was so brisk.
I have never seen your Majesty like this.
Quan Youchen stood in front of Su and Mo. At this time, the palace guards behind him placed the roses in their hands around them, and the two of them were surrounded by a sea of flowers.
Handsome and elegant, he had a smile on his face, gazing lovingly at the woman in front of him who only reached his chest. The elegant piano sounded slowly, the music flowed like water, and the sun shone on the two of them.
The shadows stretched out to be very long, and then overlapped.
Beautiful and dazzling pictures.
"Mother Su, please give your daughter to me, and I will protect her." Quan Youchen bowed to Su Yumo's mother, and Su's mother had a smile on her face.
"I trust you."
"What about you, do you believe me?" Quan Youchen asked.
"I..." Su Yumo raised his face and looked at him. A trace of red appeared on his handsome face.
Pictures from many years ago appeared in her mind. The tall, cold boy looked at her with a warm smile, telling her that he would come back to marry her and protect her, and asked her to stare at him.
Time was silent like a pantomime, and everyone waited with bated breath.
"I...I don't know." Yes, she didn't know, it all happened so suddenly, a wedding? Even if it was a wedding in a dream, it was so real that it made her panic, and a thorough shadow flashed through her mind,
She knew that what Cheche had always liked was her father, the playboy and childish Ming Baishang.
"It doesn't matter, I will let you know in the future. Now give your hand to me and let me take you to the kingdom of happiness." Quan Youchen was a little disappointed, but this did not affect his intention to bring Su Yumo to the cross.
determination.
"Mom..." Su Yumo looked back at her mother hesitantly.
"Son, go ahead, he will treat you well, mom promises." Mother Su handed Su Yumo's hand into Quan Youchen's generous and warm palm.