The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Father An couldn't help but tears.

"Okay ... good ..." He said several words in succession, Sheng Yize led An Xia Xia, and came to the stage.

The audience calmed down and looked at them expectantly.

The priest and the amiable looked at the two of them kindly, and said loudly, "The marriage ceremony, officially started—"

"Groom, are you willing to marry a bride, love her, comfort her, respect her, protect her as you love yourself. In the days to come, whether he is poor or rich, sick or healthy, will always be loyal to her, Love each other until you leave this world ... "

Sheng Yize smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I do."

"Groom, are you willing to marry the groom, love him, comfort him, respect her, protect him as you love yourself. In the days to come, whether he is poor or rich, sick or healthy, will always be loyal to her, Love each other until you leave this world ... "

Anxiaxia bit her lip, apparently she even got her marriage certificate, but her heart was very excited at this time.

She subconsciously looked at Sheng Yize, and the warm sunlight sprinkled his shoulders, bright and brilliant.

The smooth lines of Jun's face, the dark-colored eyebrows, and the thinned lips are all perfect.

Lots of memories surged, lots of emotions were turbulent, and everything, in the end, all turned into a light and firm sentence: "I do."

The pastor said loudly: "Let me announce that the bride and groom are officially married! May God bless you!"

There was a thunderous applause immediately at the scene, which lasted forever.

"Groom and bride kiss one!" I wondered who was whispering, and everyone cheered together. "Yeah, yeah, kiss one."

Sheng Yize chuckled, and lifted Anxiaxia's white veil, and a soft kiss fell on her lips.

An Xia Xia's eyelashes fluttered, her face flushed with shame.

A taste of a lingering kiss.

"I love you," Sheng Yize lowered his voice and said to Anxiaxia's ear.

Anxiaxia blushed even more.

"Thank you ..." An Xia Xia said without a thought.

Sheng Yize laughed abruptly: "Why not 'I love you too'?"

"Hmm ..." Anxiaxia was nervous and helpless. "I, I ..."

"Fool." Sheng Yize smiled happily. "Go change your clothes and toast later."

With a simple dress, she took Sheng Yize's arm to toast.

There were too many guests at the scene, and Sheng Yize only symbolically paid a few tables of relatives and friends.

First is Sheng table.

Grandma Sheng smiled: "Xia Xia, come and toast your grandmother with tea."

An Xiaxia did as she said. Grandma Sheng stuffed her a red envelope, and she also took off the jade bracelet on her wrist.

"Thank you, grandma."

Today's wedding, Sheng Qingyi is also here. Since his last stroke, his body is not as good as before, and now he has lost his spirit of that year.

He sneered and gave An Xia Xia a red envelope.

An Xia Xia blinked and was about to change her mouth and was stopped by Sheng Yize.

"Go and toast Ango."

The gap between their father and son, An Xia Xia did not say anything, but could only smile awkwardly, and followed in the footsteps of Sheng Yi Ze.

Sheng Qingyi sighed, her face full of remorse.

Set up this table.

An Yibei calmly drank the wine: "Congratulations."

Sheng Yize stared at him. Between the two men, tit-for-tat, no one let.