His wife is so sweet

Chapter 1852
"I gave in to myself and I got back to her.

I love you, marry me. "

Zhan Qianyan let go of Yan Manman's hand, knelt down on one knee, raised the bouquet in his hand above his head, and presented the bouquet to Yan Manman in the most reverent gesture.

Most of the guests in the audience were confused.

After this long series of confessions, until the end, they didn't understand whether the bride was Yan Manman or Ling Qi.

He doesn't care who this person is, he loves him anyway, but can the bride not care?
The bride really doesn't care.

Yan Manman lifted the hem of the wedding dress with one hand, and squatted down directly in front of him, her moist lips curled up in a happy arc, her slender fingers landed on the back of the man's hand and held it, her voice was soft but firm, "In this life, I came here to marry you."

The love owed to him, the love owed to him in the previous life, and the companionship owed to him are all left in this life to repay.

All the hardships have passed, and they will be very happy.

Zhan Qianyan handed the bouquet to her, held her hand behind his back, and then they stood up straight together.

The master of ceremonies came over at the right time and took the microphone over, "Just now I heard the groom's affectionate confession, I believe not only the bride was moved, but the audience must also be emotional, I even saw a few ladies wiping tears.

Beautiful love, everyone yearns and looks forward to it. Our new couple today is a lover who met in the previous life, and they still love each other deeply in this life.

Let us give the most sincere blessings to the couple, and wish them sweetness forever. "

After a burst of applause, the master of ceremonies waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, "Today our newcomers have designed a special session.

It's called fate.

I have two red threads here. Our bride and groom and the best man and bridesmaid will hold one end of the red thread respectively, listen to my slogan and pull the red thread at the same time, pull the red thread out of the box, let us see if the bride and groom are destined. "

The master of ceremonies took out a small box, with a layer of red cloth glued on the outside, with four magnificent double happiness outlined by gold threads.

Outside the small box, four red thread ends tied with gold beads were exposed.

At first glance, the four golden beads are the same, but only those who stand in front of them can see that there are some bright pink-like things on the two golden beads, and a little difference can be vaguely seen under the refraction of light.

The so-called fate is tied by a thread, but it is a ritual process, and it is impossible without cheating.

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing for the groom and the bridesmaids, the bride and the best man to draw the same red thread at the wedding.

After the emcee's voice fell, Chu Ye, who was the best man, was ushered onto the stage.

When he saw a dark blue slender figure walking this way led by the waiter, he subconsciously glanced at Yu Zhanchen.

Familiar formula, familiar taste.

He also participated in the paper between Yu Zhanchen and Jiang Yan.

No wonder when he met Yu Zhanchen before, he smiled so badly, obviously he was taking pleasure in other's misfortune.

Fortunately, he actually forgot to be alert.

It's just a red rope, he doesn't believe what kind of tricks Zhan Qianyan can play.

A red line is nothing compared to the piece of paper between Yu Zhanchen and Jiang Yan.

It is said that Zhan Qianyan is still keeping that piece of paper as black material, threatening to give them a wedding present on their wedding day.

"I've never played any of your games. Don't blame me if I don't play well."

After Chen Bing came up, he didn't even look at Chu Ye's side, just smiled and said the ugly words first.

She was strictly educated by her grandfather since she was a child, and she didn't understand anything that girls often play with.

He was sent to the military academy just after he was sixteen, and was admitted by the army at eighteen, and he had no chance to touch games and the like.

(End of this chapter)