Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

How could Sikong Lingge not feel uneasy?

Every time he took a step, Sikong Lingge's mood became heavier.

I can't help but think about the worst, if everything is planned by Mrs. Feng and Li Ye, to trick her into agreeing to get married, what should I do...

Uneasy.

Feng Liye suddenly waved his hand to make the servant stop.

Sikong Lingge was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he found them standing at the door, facing the Feng couple and Fang Yiren.

"Dad, Mom, I have something to say to Yi Ren. I will trouble you first by listening to the song." Feng Liye said, and handed Sikong Linge's hand to Mrs. Feng.

Unexpectedly, Feng Liye would say this suddenly, Madam Feng was stunned.

In the next second, he reacted quickly and held Sikong to listen to the song.

Sikong Lingge knew what Feng Liye was going to do next, resisted his disgust towards Madam Feng, and let her hold his hand.

"Time is running out, don't delay too long."

Feng Liye nodded.

Mrs. Feng took a deep look at her son, led Sikong Lingge, and turned to leave.

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The guests have already sat down in their seats, looking forward to the start of this grand wedding.

Media reporters nervously adjusted their equipment for the last time, ready to report live at any time.

Sikong Lingge grabbed the hem of his long dress, stood in the corridor, watched the bustling scene, and suddenly felt timid——

Do you really want to use this wedding to follow Feng Liye in exchange for the antidote and Fang's news?

In a daze, Feng Liye slowly walked towards you from the other end of the corridor.

Fang Yiren followed behind him, his eyes were red, he was very excited, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

What did Feng Liye tell him?

In doubt, Feng Liye had already arrived in front of him.

"Leave--"

Sikong Lingge opened his mouth, and was about to ask, but was interrupted by Feng Liye a step ahead——

"Let's go, it's time." Feng Liye said, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Mrs. Feng faintly.

Sikong Lingge suddenly came back to his senses, and swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Sikong Lingge understood the meaning of Feng Liye's glance——

He was telling himself that Mrs. Feng was present, not the time to speak.

After breathing deeply, Sikong Lingge closed his eyes and handed over his hand.

The red carpet stretches all the way forward to the scene full of guests.

Feng Liye took Sikong Lingge's hand and walked forward step by step.

"Crack-crack-crack-"

The moment they appeared, the scene shone brightly...

In the eyes of everyone, they came to the pastor.

Perhaps because of worrying about long nights and many dreams, Madam Feng ordered all the cumbersome procedures to be omitted, and the pastor directly began to swear the oath.

"Mr. Feng Liye, are you willing to marry Ms. Guan Yu as your wife, and become one with her before God, love her, comfort her, respect her, and protect him, just like you love yourself. Whether she is sick or healthy , rich or poor, and remain true to her till the end of this world?"

"I am willing." Feng Liye didn't hesitate at all, his eyes sparkled.

The pastor nodded and turned to Sikong Lingge, "Concerned about Miss Yu, are you willing to marry Mr. Feng Liye as a wife, and become one with him before God, love him, comfort him, respect him, protect him, just like you love yourself ...whether he is sick or healthy, rich or poor, and always be faithful to him until he dies?"

As soon as the pastor finished speaking, before Sikong Lingge could answer, there was a sudden commotion behind him.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time.

At some point, Shangguan Rui appeared at the door.