Passionate Devotion

Chapter 899 916 Yemei and Lanquan's Wedding 10

Leng Yejin looked at Lan Quan: "Sanshu asked me to tell you, one day you dare to be sorry for Ye Mei, he will still come and bring Ye Mei back."

Lan Quan firmly held Ye Mei: "Then you can also bring me a sentence. In the next life, I won't give him this opportunity."

Leng Ye would like to smile with relief, hand over the home court to today's hero and heroine, walked to the position and sat beside Tong Lu.

In the church, the wedding ceremony officially began.

Under the blessed eyes of a group of relatives and friends, Lan Quan walked slowly towards the end of the red carpet, holding Ye Mei.

The priest is there, waiting for them.

The two of them faced each other, the scorching heat in their eyes, ironing out the wounds they had left in time after ten years of insisting on each other.

"Miss Lan Meimei, would you like to marry Mr. Lanquan as a legal husband and wife? Whether it is health or illness, poverty or wealth, you will always be willing to be in love with him, and will never leave him forever?"

The priest's solemn voice sounded, Leng Yejin, Leng Yerong, Long Yan and Ji Yiming raised their eyebrows at the same time.

Miss Lan Meimei? This name is really good for husband and wife!

On a whim, Tong Lu tilted her head slightly towards Leng Yejin, leaning on his shoulders, her voice, close at hand, and whispered shamefully: "I do."

At the same time, Ye Mei glanced affectionately at her handsome groom, nodded, and nodded firmly: "I am willing."

Leng Yejin looked sideways at Tong Lu, her eyes facing each other, her eyes throbbed as she fluttered her forehead.

"Mr. Lanquan, would you like to marry Ms. Lan Meimei as a legal couple? Whether it is health or illness, poverty or wealth, you are always willing to be in love with her, and will never leave her forever?"

Leng Yejin's big palm, holding Tong Lu's small hand, her fingers interlocked, and firmly tightened. Although I didn't follow her to say I am willing, the temperature and strength of the palm are so throbbing.

"I am willing." Lan Quan grasped Ye Mei's hand, his voice without hesitation.

"Now, please exchange the rings with the bride and groom."

Ye Mei blinked softly, and the wetness on her eyelashes made her eyes blurry, so much so that she picked up the wedding ring and put it on Lanquan's hand. It took a lot of effort. Ten years ago, she fantasized about this scene. When the dream turned into reality, her heart was beyond words.

Leng Yerong crossed his hands, quietly looked at the pair of interchangeable rings, and finally hugged the kissing man and woman in a romantic applause. His heart was a little sore. He watched others walk through the sacred sea and walk together. The eyelids narrowed slightly, and Xu Ying's figure crossed his mind.

Such a wedding is a blessing to others; but to allow him to give to that obsessive girl, he felt it was too cruel.

Regardless of health or illness, we love each other and will never leave one another for life. This sounds beautiful, but behind the beautiful, there is a person destined to endure endless loneliness and loneliness.

Think about the life of his father. When he was nine years old, his father was alone with no partner around him. He often stared at his mother's portrait in a daze. How did he come over through the decades of loneliness, as a son, Leng Yerong couldn't be more clear.

He couldn't imagine a girl in the future, who would be immersed in the grief of losing her mother all day long like his father, and sleepless night by night. Does that feel that life is better than death, right?

My father has tasted the loneliness for more than ten years, and then I think back to the three words I said firmly to my mother at the wedding. Have you regretted it now?

(End of this chapter)