Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"No..." Sikong Lingge shook his head, his voice was dry and he couldn't say a complete sentence, "With him here, I can't help..."

"You can." Feng Liye smiled slightly, and held her hand tightly.

"No way..." Sikong Lingge said with a trembling voice, clearly aware of Shangguan Rui's influence on him.

Shangguan Ruiguang just sat there without doing anything, she was in a mess and didn't know what to do.

What's more, to swear to marry Feng Liye in front of Shangguan Rui?

Sikong Lingge can't do it!

"Yes, I'm here." Feng Liye said, ordering the ceremony to continue.

The music starts again.

The guests are seated again.

The pastor calmed down his shock and continued to officiate at the wedding——

"Mr. Feng Liye, are you willing to marry Ms. Guan Yu as your wife, and become one with her before God, love her, comfort her, respect her, and protect him, just like you love yourself. Whether she is sick or healthy , rich or poor, and remain true to her till the end of this world?"

"I am willing." Feng Liye replied without any hesitation.

The pastor nodded, turned to look at Sikong Lingge, "Concerned about Miss Yu, are you willing to marry Mr. Feng Liye as a wife, and become one with him before God, love him, comfort him, respect him, protect him, just like you love Like yourself. Whether he is sick or healthy, rich or poor, always be faithful to him until the day of death?"

Sikong Lingge was stiff, his hands and feet were cold.

"I..." She opened her lips, but her throat seemed to be strangled by someone, and she couldn't make a sound.

Subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the guest area——

Shangguan Rui sat there with a worried expression, like a bystander.

But anyone who knew Shangguan Rui knew that at this very moment, he was in a rage.

Sikong Lingge couldn't imagine what kind of consequences would happen if he nodded and said the three words "I do"!

Sikong Lingge clenched his fists, his palms were covered with cold sweat.

"Concerned about Miss Yu?" The pastor's doubtful voice rang in his ears.

"Ah?" Sikong Lingge came back to his senses with a blank expression, "What?"

The pastor frowned, as if a little displeased, Sikong Lingge was distracted during such an important part of taking an oath, and his voice dropped several tones——

"Concerned Miss Yu, are you willing to marry Mr. Feng Liye as a wife, and become one with him before God, love him, comfort him, respect him, protect him, just like you love yourself. Whether he is sick or healthy, Rich or poor, remain true to him till the end of this world?"

"This...I..." Sikong Lingge couldn't answer, and subconsciously glanced in Shangguan Rui's direction.

Seeing this, Sikong Lingge took a deep breath, his mind almost crashed on the spot——

In front of so many guests, Shangguan Rui put on his gloves and slowly cleaned his gun as if in his own living room!

While wiping, he would lift it up from time to time, aiming in a certain direction, as if preparing to shoot...

Sikong Lingge trembled all over, his face was ashen——

What does it mean that Shangguan Rui wiped his gun in front of so many people?

Ready to kill?

This idiot who does things without thinking about the consequences!

Didn't he see that all the media reporters in city S, and all the celebrities in the political and business circles were present?

With such a blatant gun...he is not afraid of being caught and thrown into prison! ?