The church bells rang out in the evening sky.

The priest in a clerical robe came to the altar of the church and began to read out the words from the wedding ceremony, "Now is the wedding ceremony between Mister Lu Bai and Miss An Xia'er. With the wishes of both Mister Lu Bai and Miss An Xia'er, the two of them are going to conclude the marriage before God. Please bear witness."

At the banquet table, Pei Ou and his group of well-dressed friends immediately gave a symbolic clap of their hands.

Although they were guests, there were only a dozen or so people present. Because Lu Bai was holding a wedding all of a sudden, there weren't many friends who had come in formal attire —

The priest held the thick book in his hands and asked, "An Xia'er, are you willing to have Lu Bai become your husband and enter into a marriage contract with him? To love him, to take care of him, to respect him, to accept him, to be loyal to him forever, to live forever, whether rich or poor, to be healthy or ill, to be happy and sad? "

An Xia'er tightly clenched her hands.

Anthea, 19, had not yet graduated from college — in the most beautiful years of her youth, walking into the church of marriage with a man she had known for only a few days, under the witness and blessing of no family.

And now she was going to make a vow before God that this man would become her legal husband, enter into a marriage contract with him, and be loyal to him for the rest of her life.

She's going to get married, become someone else's legal wife... What would her future be like?

An Xia'er saw the Moose City's face. When he chased after her, he said, "Men are always fickle, but that depends on who his woman is. If you meet someone you really love, no matter how unfaithful they are, you will become a love saint, so if you meet any other woman, it doesn't matter to me anymore. I am only willing to love one woman."

But he lied to her... He said that he didn't love her, but only wanted to make An clan a part of the Mu clan's company.

Before she left school, Jin Chen grabbed onto her hand with all his might. [Elder Sister, don't marry Moose City, I like you.]

An Xia'er bit her lip with a pang, and she said, [I'm sorry, but what I love is the city...]

She suddenly hated the deceit and use of her by the Moose City. If he hadn't chased after her, she wouldn't have fallen in love with him, and Jin Chen wouldn't have done that to her …

Her father, who had always doted on her, had now broken off all relations with her and chased her out of the An clan.

She was in a desperate position to get married now, and she had to rely on a marriage with no real name.

She raised her face and sobbed, "I …" "Yes."

She hesitated, her voice barely audible.

A warm big hand held her hand — —

It was as if a warm wave of warmth flowed into her heart.

"…" An Xia's pupils dilated as she looked at Lu holding her hand.

"Don't get distracted." He said in a voice only they could hear, "It won't hurt you to marry me."

An Xia'er pulled herself together, took a deep breath, and said in a loud voice:

"I do."

"That Mr. Lu Bai." The priest continued to ask Lu Bai before the ceremony, "Would you like to marry Miss Anshar and enter into a marriage contract with her?" Do you love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her, and remain loyal to her forever, regardless of wealth or poverty, health or illness, joy or sorrow? "

Lu Bai looked at An Xia. "I'm willing."

Anshar was surprised by his calmness. He didn't even have much of a reaction to his marriage — he deserved to be called Asia's First CEO. =. =

The priest closed the Bible with a smile. "Now, please exchange rings and kiss oaths. You will be married here."

An Xia'er's body stiffened.

A kiss of oath?