A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

"I've got a ring. Look me in the eyes and say I do!"

"This heart is given to you; I hope you cherish it!"

Song Yuqi's signature husky voice, coming through the speakers, instantly suppressed all the noise in the hall.

The bride covered her mouth tightly with both hands, her eyes wide open.

Tears welled up in my eyes, but I abruptly stopped them.

She never dreamed that the idol she had admired for so many years, whose face was always hidden behind a phone screen, was now standing alive less than five meters away.

She was singing her favorite song.

The groom froze on the spot, still in the pose of his heartfelt confession, the microphone in his hand tilted to one side.

Who am I? Where am I? Did I hire a wedding planner for tens of thousands, or a variety show production team for twenty million?

A brief silence fell over the audience.

Immediately afterwards, the bridesmaids and groomsmen's table next to the main table suddenly erupted in screams that seemed to lift the roof off.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Song Yuqi!!!"

"A real-life Song Yuqi!!"

One of the best men got so excited that he slapped his thigh, and the bridesmaid next to him yelled in pain.

"I got a ring, I'm crying tears of joy!"

"I promise you, from this day forward, I will be your wife and never be separated from you!"

Song Yuqi's chorus ended perfectly.

She turned her head, her eyes sparkling, and looked at the tall figure in black beside her.

Chen Ye's lips curled into a wicked smile.

He raised his hand, ripped off his black mask, and tossed the baseball cap that was pressing down on his head backward.

The hat traced a parabola in mid-air.

That divine face, stretched to its maximum of 99 points, was thrust into the most intense spotlight without reservation.

The screams from the entire audience instantly soared to decibel levels, making the glass vibrate.

"Chen Ye!!! That's Chen Ye!!!"

"Wild God! I've witnessed history!"

Several men in the front row were holding their phones with trembling hands, making it impossible for the camera to focus properly.

Chen Ye was already used to this kind of scene.

He picked up the microphone, timed it perfectly, and smoothly transitioned into the rap section.

A deep, magnetic bass voice, carrying a strong sense of masculinity, slammed into the entire venue.

"It's hard to fall in love at my age anymore. Sometimes I avoid it, and sometimes I just play along..."

Chen Ye, with one hand in his pocket, strode towards Song Yuqi, singing as he went.

"The tacit understanding among adults: alcohol numbs the past, and several relationships slowly close one's heart."

His gaze locked onto Song Yuqi with deep intensity, and the distance between them gradually shortened.

When they recorded this song together in the studio, Song Yuqi was still an unknown newcomer who had just returned to China and was not well-regarded.

Now, when they sing together again, they are already the two kings standing side by side at the top of the Chinese entertainment industry pyramid.

"Perhaps it was fate that brought us together."

"Like a little deer in springtime running into my arms!"

Chen Ye naturally reached out and wrapped his arm around Song Yuqi's slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.

The entire venue erupted in a frenzy of cheers.

Song Yuqi leaned on his shoulder, and the two looked at each other, their sweetness level exceeding the limit.

In a secluded corner of the audience.

Lu Han carried a professional camera weighing over 20 kilograms, her legs trembling and numb from squatting.

He didn't dare to put it down, staring intently at the two people on the monitor.

Is this what it means to have a legitimate and open relationship?

Lu Han's eyes reddened.

This sense of security—being able to assert our sovereignty in front of the whole world without having to hide—is dazzling.

He secretly glanced at the side and back of the stage.

Dilraba stood in the shadows wearing a mask, staring intently at the two radiant figures on stage, her fingers unconsciously tightening around the script.

A surge of emotions welled up in his eyes, a mixture of envy and relief.

"My heart was once ashes, but you stirred it again. From that moment, you kissed me before I could even react."

Chen Ye put his arm around Song Yuqi's waist and swayed gently to the rhythm, the microphone almost touching her ear.

"Every time I slowly approach your nose or cheek, the response is so certain as I get closer and closer."

"I'll hold you in the palm of my hand, and dedicate my life to you!"

Chen Ye suddenly raised his voice, exuding an air of dominance.

"Baby, I'd give anything for you, even my life!"

The scene exploded directly.

The bride stood there, covering her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face, ruining her makeup.

She thought it would be a simple wedding, but fate opened an ultimate mystery for her.

Song Yuqi raised the microphone and seamlessly transitioned into the chorus.

"I've got a ring. Looking into your eyes, I say 'I do.' This heart is mine; I hope you cherish it..."

The entrance to the kitchen corridor in the banquet hall.

Deng Chao was wearing a white shirt as a waiter, with a "trainee" sign hanging on his chest.

He leaned against the doorframe, tears streaming down his face, holding an empty stainless steel tray.

"These two...sing really well." Deng Chao sniffed.

This isn't a free meal trip; this is a rural outreach program to bring warmth and care!

The music entered its final, explosive phase.

Chen Ye unleashed his full power, firing off a long string of breath-testing raps like a machine gun.

"In winter, you brew a hot tea, and I snuggle up with you on the sofa; our mutual support has become a deep connection in each other's lives!"

"What have I done to deserve such a gentle woman who stayed by my side during my darkest times, helping me to start anew!"

"You used the best years of your youth to comfort my restless soul, and my heart gradually found peace because of your repeated forgiveness..."

"Oh my babe, thank you. With you, the world is no longer so harsh."

"I promise you, I will love you even more passionately, to the very end, even if the entire universe is destroyed!"

The last sentence was powerful and resounding.

Song Yuqi then unleashed a powerful high note.

"Having traversed countless years, I finally stand before you~"

"Whether in health or poverty, in wealth or poverty, I will always be by your side!"

"Watching you put the wedding ring on my finger, hearing you whisper your vows of love, hand in hand, our love will last forever!"

Their voices intertwined, creating a perfect chemistry.

As the last note fades, the accompaniment gradually weakens.

The audience was silent.

A full five seconds passed.

"Whoa!!!"

The applause erupted, and everyone in the hall, young and old, stood up and clapped enthusiastically.

Several young girls even lost their voices from shouting.

Chen Ye looked at the enthusiastic spectators below the stage, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

He put down the microphone, took Song Yuqi's hand, and turned to walk towards the two newlyweds who were still frozen in place.

"Happy marriage!" the couple said in unison.

The bride cried so hard she couldn't speak, desperately fanning herself with her hands, trying to stop the tears from flowing.

"How was it?" Chen Ye raised an eyebrow, his tone laced with a hint of roguishness. "Was that a surprise attack? Surprised?"

The bride just kept nodding.

The groom, as if waking from a dream, quickly grabbed the bride's hand and stammered out his words.

"Brother Ye... Sister Qi... No, Teacher Chen, Teacher Song! This is such a wonderful surprise! I don't even know what to say..."

Chen Ye smiled and reached into the inside pocket of his black work jacket.

When I pulled them out, I had two extra-thick red envelopes in my hand.

This was the money he scraped together by shamelessly searching the wallets of Chen Ming, the makeup artist, and the wedding director backstage.

You can't come to a grand feast empty-handed.

He handed the overflowing red envelope directly to the groom.

"I just heard from the sound engineer that the bride is a huge fan of mine and she specifically ordered that this song be played."

Chen Ye tossed the red envelope in his hand.

"I'm a very materialistic person; I came in a hurry and didn't prepare a decent gift."

"It's just a small token of our appreciation for our loyal fan. Please accept it."

The bride and groom were startled when they saw the two brick-sized red envelopes.

It's already incredibly lucky for top celebrities to sing for free; how could we possibly accept money from them?

"No, no!" The groom waved his hands repeatedly and backed away. "Brother Ye, your presence is the greatest gift! I absolutely cannot accept this red envelope!"

The bride, her voice thick with emotion, replied, "Thank you so much! We absolutely cannot accept the money!"

"Why are you being so polite with me?"

Chen Ye strode forward and grabbed the groom's arm.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that the groom was completely unable to move.

The red envelope was stuffed tightly into the groom's hand.

"I came all this way, not just to sing," Chen Ye said in a low voice. "I also want to share in your joy."

"Just accept it without hesitation. Don't be so wishy-washy, I need to take my wife downstairs to find a spot for a big braised pork knuckle later."

The bride and groom were amused.

Unable to refuse, the groom blushed, clutched the red envelope tightly, and bowed deeply.

"Brother Ye, Sister Qi, thank you... I will never forget this day for the rest of my life."

Chen Ye clapped his hands in satisfaction.

The mission was successfully completed.

He picked up the microphone, turned around, and that malicious smile reappeared on his face.

The room fell silent again, waiting for this bigwig to make his tough statement.

The bride knew that Chen Ye was currently recording "Five Ha" (a popular Chinese variety show), but she was staying up all night preparing for the wedding and had no time to watch the live stream.

She thought that Chen Ye and Song Yuqi had just happened to pass by today.

Chen Ye raised the microphone, his voice languid, yet it carried to every corner.

"Everyone, today is a good day."

"However, we should go all out with this surprise."

Chen Ye paused for two seconds on purpose.

The guests below held their breath.

Another surprise? What could possibly be more surprising? Are there other celebrities involved?

Chen Ye's gaze swept across three areas of the banquet hall.

A down-on-his-luck cameraman carrying equipment, a petite assistant standing in the shadows, and a lobby waiter hiding behind a pillar with a plate.

Chen Ye grinned and shouted into the microphone.

"Trendy Bro! Lu Han! Dilraba!"

"Stop pretending, everyone come on up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire banquet hall erupted in cheers.