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Mo Xiangwan seemed to have not seen everyone's probing, curious, and even rude prying eyes, and walked over calmly. Behind him was Hei Jingsu and a little girl holding a trailing wedding dress.Fiction Rankings
Someone was surprised, "Isn't that the son of Kurosawa Yao?"

The crowd immediately started whispering again, everyone was discussing what kind of mentality this seemingly indifferent bride had in marrying Kurosawa Yao at this time, and what was the relationship between Hei Jingsu behind her and this woman .

Hua Sheng looked at his watch. It was almost time. He snapped his fingers to the master of ceremonies to signal the start of the wedding.

The master of ceremonies cleared his throat, trying his best to let himself enter the situation festively like hosting a normal wedding. [

Surrounded by thousands of lilies, the entire venue exuded a strong fragrance. Mo Xiangwan took a deep breath of the fragrant air, raised his chest and put his arms around the old man beside him.

The old man Hei actually appeared as the "father" who accompanied the bride through the rose-paved red carpet, which surprised the guests again. Before they could open their mouths to discuss, the wedding march sounded melodiously in the venue.

Mr. Hei patted his arm comfortingly, and Mo Xiangwan's hands in lace sleeves signaled her not to be nervous, and then led her forward step by step.

Mo Xiangwan was covered with a holy white veil, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the table in front of the priest in the distance through the veil, and there was a black top hat on it.

Her husband has long been sleeping under the icy ocean ten thousand feet away, and what she wants to marry now is just the thought in her heart.

She is not afraid of the contemptuous eyes that the guests around her show when they treat her as a different kind, or maliciously speculate on her.

She was afraid that she would not be able to bear the pain and sadness of missing a man for countless days and nights in the future.

Step by step, she stepped steadily on the red carpet paved with roses, and the blood shed in her heart was as shocking as this bright carpet.

No one can take her hand from Mr. Hei.She was strong, walked the last section by herself, and stood in front of the pastor.

"Mr. Hei, are you willing to marry Ms. Mo, live with him according to the teachings of the Bible, become one with her before God, love her, comfort her, respect her, and protect him, just like you love yourself. No matter Is she sick or healthy, rich or poor, always faithful to her till death?"

The pastor lowered his eyes and asked solemnly.

The place was silent.

The pastor originally just wanted to go through the process according to the procedure. Knowing that no one would answer "yes" at this time, he planned to continue speaking and recite Mo Xiangwan's oath. He raised his voice and replied, "I will!"

At this moment, everyone was terrified and looked at the past in unison.

I saw that the visitor was wearing a well-tailored white dress, and his demeanor was obviously restrained and elegant, but he couldn't help but feel terrified. With a slight sweep of his cold eyes, most of the guests in the audience lowered their heads, as if they were guilty and did not dare to talk to him. The man who was not angry but mighty looked at each other.

The wind was blowing under the man's feet, and he stood under the priest's eyelids within two steps. His handsome brows were frivolous, and the corners of his mouth were raised evilly. "I do!"

Who else could be such a wild but gorgeous man besides Kurosawa Yao?