The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 2249 A Wedding Called Miracle

The whole person froze in place, as if all reason was taken away in an instant, Qin Youxuan just stared straight ahead and stared straight ahead.

Looking at Ye Zhanxing who was walking towards her.

The people around looked at Ye Zhanxing, who had come back from the dead, and gasped almost at the same time.

Su Yiru, who was arranged on the viewing platform, even stood up abruptly, and before she could speak, tears flowed out of her eyes.

"dad……"

Ye Mingmei's emotions collapsed in almost a second.

If it wasn't for her big belly and the inconvenience of moving in the crowd, she might have already run towards Ye Zhanxing at this time.

Even the media at the scene shifted the focus of the camera from Qin Youxuan to Ye Zhanxing who suddenly appeared.

The big news of the resurrection of the former President Ye has already caught up with the limelight of this wedding.

Among all the people, only Qin Youxuan was still in a daze.

Holding the hem of the wedding dress, he just looked at Ye Zhanxing who was coming towards her. His bright cat eyes seemed to be out of focus, and he just looked straight ahead.

After half a ring, there was no response.

"It seems that I'm really old, and even my precious daughter can't recognize me." Ye Zhanxing's wheelchair stopped less than three meters away from Qin Youxuan, and he didn't move forward.

He raised his head slightly, looking at the sluggish Qin Youxuan, his gentle voice revealed a trace of unconcealable excitement.

His precious daughter, his most cherished concern... I never thought that he would have the opportunity to see it in person again.

"..."

Qin Youxuan didn't know how long she was in a daze, and the people around didn't rush her, just waiting quietly.

In my mind, countless pictures are swirling and overlapping...

In the past, her most dreamed scene was to have the opportunity to come back.

She must not have a wedding so her daddy doesn't die.

But now, in the same church, witnessed by the same relatives and friends, a miracle happened before her eyes.

Like a demon, Qin Youxuan couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

She didn't dare to move, because she was afraid that if she moved, everything in front of her eyes would become unreal, and the father she wanted to see the most would disappear from her eyes again.

"Youxuan, it's Dad." Ye Zhanxing looked at Qin Youxuan, who was too late to come forward, raised his resolute face slightly, and called softly.

Seeing her excited but afraid to go forward, Ye Zhanxing felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

Pushing the wheelchair, I hurried forward.

"dad……"

Qin Youxuan stood there, stared blankly for a few seconds, and finally came back to her senses, and ran up with her skirt, and threw herself into Ye Zhanxing's arms.

Holding him tightly with both hands, I was afraid that if I let go, Ye Zhanxing would disappear again.

"This is not a dream, this must not be a dream!"

"Yes, this is not a dream. Dad is still alive and well. He wants to lead you down the aisle and watch you get married happily." Ye Zhanxing's eyes turned red with emotion.

He raised his head, looked at the guests who were sitting in the church, and patted Qin Youxuan's back lightly.

"Today is a good day for you, and it is also the happiest day for Dad. Don't cry, be happy, and celebrate that our family can finally be reunited."

"..."

Qin Youxuan touched Ye Zhanxing's warm body, looked at his pale but spirited face, tears kept falling, and bit her lip tightly but couldn't help it.

"Xiao Xuanzi, it's a good thing that uncle is fine. Why are you crying? Your make-up is all in tears. How can you marry beautifully?"

(End of this chapter)