Ling Yichen and An Lan’s wedding was scheduled for a week, and they had no family and no friends. In addition, An Lan has always insisted on not wanting to hold a big deal and refused any media interviews, so their wedding seemed mysterious and low-key.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is time to hold a wedding.

In the ancient and solemn church, bright red carpets were covered with pink and white flowers. The simple but extremely attentive decorations were all arranged by Ling Yichen himself.

Ling Yichen stood in the church, a noble and elegant suit made him look tall and handsome. His handsome face was a little nervous, and his deep eyes looked out the door from time to time.

The relatives and friends who were dressed up in attendance sat below and joked, and from time to time they joked about the groom.

Dingling, accompanied by the ringtone, the wedding march rang in the church at the same time. The closed door creaked slowly, revealing the beautiful figure standing at the end.

An Lan was wearing a beautiful wedding dress, holding flowers in her hands, standing at the end of the red carpet, her pretty face was painted with exquisite makeup, and she looked at him with shyness and expectation between her eyebrows and eyes, and her crystal eyes were faintly flashing with excited water.

Everyone stood up and looked at her. An Lan looked closely at Ling Yichen not far away, holding flowers with a slightly nervous hand, stepped on the red carpet with high heels, and slowly walked towards him.

This situation is not unfamiliar to her in her previous life. In her previous life, she also walked towards Feng Yu with anticipation, thinking about the joy and happiness of marrying her beloved, and imagining a sweet life after marriage.

However, the days after marriage were tormented like hell, and later she ended her life with her own hands.

Now, she has found her true beloved and embarked on a happy journey again.

However, fear and fear always emerged in her heart, as if the road ahead was covered with thorns. She walked uneasy and was afraid that everything in her previous life would happen again.

Ling Yichen looked at her deeply, as if he could read her heart, and he couldn't help but take a big step towards her, holding her hand tightly under her surprised eyes.

"Lanlan, I will always accompany you in the future. Our lives will be sweet, happy, happy and smooth!" His solemn words floated into her ears as if he swore. The hot and powerful temperature of the palm of his palm gave her strength, which instantly eliminated all her uneasiness and fear.

She raised her eyes, looked at him with mist, her red lips raised a curve of happiness, nodded fiercely, and responded: "I believe you, we will definitely live a happy life!"

As the two spoke, the relatives and friends also stood aside, laughing and joking with Ling Yichen.

"Look, our groom saw that the bride's eyes were straight and she couldn't wait to run over."

"Of course, who told us that our bride was so beautiful!"

"I am really a handsome man and a beautiful woman. I am born with a pair of men. It's so enviable!"

When the two looked at each other and smiled when they heard this, Ling Yichen held An Lan's hand and walked forward with his ten fingers tightly.

The bearded priest was ready, looking at them with a smile, and after chanting a blessing text with a scripture in his hand, the wedding entered the most anticipated part.

"Mr. Ling Yichen, are you willing to marry Miss Lan Xin as your wife, regardless of birth, old age, sickness, hardship and illness, and will never be separated from her?"

Ling Yichen looked at An Lan with affectionate eyes, and opened his thin lips solemnly and said, "I am willing. I, Ling Yichen, only love Lan Xin in this life, never change my heart, never give up, cherish my life!"

After hearing his words, An Lan was moved to tears. She held back her tears. After hearing the priest's question, she nodded fiercely and choked: "I am willing, I am willing! I, Lan Xin, only love Ling Yichen in this life, and will never change my heart, and will never give up, and live with you!"

Ling Yichen took out the brocade box, revealing two exquisite and unique rings inside, held An Lan's finger and gently put them in, and said softly: "Hello, Mrs. Ling."

An Lan looked down at the ring, took out the men's ring with a slightly trembling hand, put it on his slender fingers, raised her face and smiled brightly, and said, "Mr. Ling, please give me some advice for the rest of her life!"

"Groom, you can kiss your bride." The priest's loving voice came, and An Lan's face couldn't help but turn red, and she looked at Ling Yichen with a little shyness.

He held his breath, gently hugged An Lan's waist, and wrote a solemn and affectionate kiss on her lips.

Cheers and applause kept ringing in his ears. Ling Yichen reluctantly let go of his lips, but he never let go of her. He hugged her and sighed with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!