Runaway wife is very charming

Chapter 7 Century Luxury Wedding (7)

"Well... After Qingruo is married, treat her well, and you have to be more tolerant of her shortcomings." Wen Bo got up and said lightly.

"Don't worry, we won't treat Qingruo badly." Yan Junchen's mother smiled.

Wen Qingruo sat on the luxurious sofa beside her, her eyebrows lowered, her palms wet with sweat.

It seems... the mother-in-law is not bad, but this elder sister... seems a bit cold.

Maybe it's just how they are born.

"Madam... the young master is here. The wedding will start in 3 minutes." A waiter came over and said.

Yan Junchen's mother stood up quickly, and Wen Qingruo also stood up quickly.

"Where is he now?" Yan Junchen's mother asked.

"Go back to Madam, the young master is now in the hall, talking with the guests."

"That's good...Qingruo, get ready, the wedding is about to begin." Yan Junchen's mother breathed a sigh of relief, and took Wen Qingruo's hand.

"Thank you mom..." Wen Qingruo smiled.

Taking his father's arm, Wen's mother also got up quickly, and followed the in-laws from the side door to the hall.

"Ruoruo, after you get married, you must look like a mistress...you can't be like this now."

Wen Bo instructed.

Standing in front of the dark brown wooden door, Wen Qingruo took a deep breath, "Understood, Dad..."

"Don't be nervous." Wen Bo smiled, with a kind smile on his face.

Wen Qingruo nodded solemnly, her palms were wet with sweat.

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The dark brown door in front of him was slowly opened by the servant——

The resplendent hall was full of people, a luxury.

The violin and grand piano ensemble music of the wedding march was noble and elegant, and the crowd was instantly quiet.

Stepping out of the door and walking on the long glass platform, all the surrounding lights were turned off.Only a bunch of spotlights followed her steps.

"Don't be nervous." Wen Bo noticed Wen Qingruo's nervousness and comforted him in a low voice.

Holding a large bouquet of bright roses in her hand, Wen Qingruo walked forward step by step, holding her father's arm.

In the dark place in front of him stood a vague figure, slender and tall.

At that moment, Wen Qingruo seemed to only hear her own heart beating wildly——

That was her husband, the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with...

The rose petals are flying all over the sky, and the melodious piano is playing together...the air is full of fragrance.

Wen Qingruo had a smile on her face, her palms were sweaty.

The eyes of the surrounding crowd were glued to Wen Qingruo's body, some were amazed and blessed...

Step by step, firm and long...

To give my whole life...to another man...to live with him.

Finally, to the front.

The priest stood solemnly in front of the platform.

Wen Qingruo turned her eyes and saw the man beside her.

Black suit, tall and tall figure, face like a knife, handsome eyebrows, thin lips...

At that moment, Wen Qingruo's breathing stopped.

It turns out...Yan Junchen...is a perfect man, no matter his appearance or figure, he is enough to fascinate all girls.

"Junchen... Ruoruo will leave it to you."

Wen Bo handed Wen Qingruo's hand to Yan Junchen's, with a solemn expression.

"Yes, father." Yan Junchen nodded.

Wen Qingruo felt that her palm was surrounded by warmth, and her heart seemed to be at ease.

"The wedding ceremony begins now—"
(End of this chapter)