The open-air garden of Salenta Hotel is now a sea of ​​flowers, with pink and white tulips intertwining, decorating the reception desk full of happiness and sweetness.

Situ Zheng and his wife Bai Ting were sitting at the main seat, and the guests had already arrived one after another. The three best men, Ma Sheng, Situ Qingfeng and He Jiaming, were uniformly dressed in black suits and white shirts, like three silly penguins, while Situ Qinglang was

Wearing a handsome white suit and a red bow tie, he has a tall, tall and handsome figure.

He shuttled through the garden and greeted the guests. Because the wedding venue and the wedding banquet venue were not in the same place, he only invited the people closest to him and his sweetheart to attend this wedding.

His comrades who have been through life and death, relatives and friends of the Situ family, sweet friends, roommates, there are a total of 50 guests. At this moment, 50 people have already taken their seats. Some people are very surprised - why is the second young master of the Situ family suddenly getting married?

, but there was no movement at all before this!

Situ Qinglang looked at the time, and the master of ceremonies signaled that it could begin.

The guests gradually stopped chatting, and the waiter waiting on the side contacted the staff waiting at the door of the bride's dressing room to inform the bride that the bride was ready to enter.

At this moment, the little sweetheart is sitting in the middle of the room, her back straight because of her wedding dress, but she doesn't feel tired at all at this moment.

"Sweetheart, baby." Just when she was in a daze, the voice of "Daddy" suddenly came from the door.

Sweetheart responded and said outside the door: "Can I come in? The wedding is about to start."

"It's okay, Dad." Sweetie stood up.

This is why she still feels that her parents are not her parents. They are not so polite to Lisa. The more polite they are, the stranger they become. She misses the warmth of being scolded by her grandmother.

The door was pushed open by the waiter, and Sweetheart stood dignifiedly in the center of the room. Lord Kent was even stunned when he entered the door. This is his precious daughter. He thought that although they are still strangers now, one day they will be familiar with each other.

Got up.

"Baby, you are really beautiful today." Lord Kent praised, "Congratulations, you are about to usher in one of the happiest moments in your life."

He stretched out his hand, and Sweetheart quickly greeted him. She put her arm around her father's arm and said with a smile, "Thank you, Dad. I feel very happy now."

Lord Kent held his daughter's hand and walked slowly down the red carpet, while Sweetheart walked step by step towards the love of her life.

Her heart was beating wildly. She didn't know what she was nervous about. She just felt that the road was obviously short but so long. She couldn't wait for Qinglang to see her in the wedding dress. This was the wedding dress Qinglang had prepared for her.

, she wants to be his most beautiful and happiest bride.

On the lawn of flowers at this moment, the master of ceremonies made a brief introduction. There was no exaggerated video display to tell the feelings between the two, and there were no forced smiles to heighten the atmosphere of the scene. Situ Qinglang did not need these. The wedding he wanted was sacred.

, serious.

And those guests who didn't know the truth became more and more curious - who was the woman who married this proud man?

As she got closer and closer to the terrace, Sweetheart became more and more nervous. She was holding her father's arm in one hand and holding the bouquet in the other, her palms almost sweating.

What does Qinglang look like now?

She thought in her mind.

Three steps, two steps, one step...

Finally, she stood at the end of the red carpet. As she walked forward, her beloved man was waiting there, staring at her intently.

The 3-year-old eldest daughter of the girl with glasses and the 4-year-old son of Qingfeng, Xuanxuan, are holding small baskets in their hands and standing cutely in front of the sweetheart. They are both well-behaved and quietly waiting for the task of scattering flower petals.

Seeing them, Sweetie's hands unconsciously cover her belly. Their babies will be as healthy as the flower girls, right?

"Baby, are you ready?" Lord Kent whispered, "Now I'm going to hand you over to your future husband."

Tianxin took a deep breath and smiled at Situ Qinglang at the end of the red carpet: "Let's go."

She took a step forward and stepped into the terrace. Under the admiration of everyone and the clear and affectionate eyes, she walked towards him, her steps were calm but unwavering.

Situ Qinglang couldn't take his eyes away for a long time. He had fantasized about how his sweetheart would look in a wedding dress countless times, but he never knew that his sweetheart could be so beautiful.

She is definitely the most beautiful bride in the world. She is close at hand and will stay in his heart forever.

Tears rolled down from his eyes unknowingly. He didn't know why he was crying. He only knew that they had waited too long for this day and that his sweetheart had suffered too much.

Just like when they first met, this little woman was always so determined and full of confidence, giving him endless strength.

He had never cried in front of anyone, but this time, he didn't want to hide it anymore.

Tianxin cried when she saw Qinglang, and her own tears couldn't stop flowing down, but she knew these were the happiest tears.

From now on, she should never cry again, right?

They will live a life where they are never separated. Except for death, nothing can separate them - no, not even death, because they live and die together.

The bride's appearance was beyond everyone's expectations. Sweetheart's bright eyes hidden under the holy veil and her gentle profile were all as beautiful and flawless as an angel falling from the sky. And no one could ignore the love in Situ Qinglang's eyes.

Yes, that is the most tender confession.

People say that the second young master of the Situ family is the most ruthless, and his ruthlessness is fed by bullets. But at this moment, what he shows to everyone is the most touching tenderness.

Sweetie could no longer hear what the emcee said clearly. Her mind went blank and she could only walk towards the man.

Situ Qinglang stretched out his hand, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes red, but there was a smile on his lips.

"I gave my daughter to you." Lord Kent said solemnly, "Please treat her well."

"I promise." Situ Qinglang took Sweetheart's hand.

His heart beat faster and faster, his hands trembled slightly, and he held Sweetheart's shoulders and turned her to face him.

He gently lifted Sweetheart's veil with his hands, and in the next second, a light kiss unexpectedly landed on her lips.

Tianxin closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, enjoying the sweet kiss, Situ Qinglang sighed in a low voice: "You are so beautiful."

"You are so handsome." Sweetie is so playful that she seems to have never grown up.

"So, sweetheart, are you willing to marry this handsome man in front of you, Situ Qinglang?" Situ Qinglang asked seriously and attentively, "make a vow in front of your family, relatives and friends that you and I will never be separated."

Sweetheart raised the corners of her lips, revealing two small pear dimples. She looked into Situ's clear and deep eyes, which made her enchanted. She saw her grandmother's portrait placed squarely on the seats of relatives and friends in the first row.

The grandma in the photo has gentle and kind eyes. She must have felt her own happiness at this moment, right?

How could you not want to marry this man?

From the moment she fell in love with him, her heart never changed. This was the most persistent thing her sweetheart had ever done in her life——

"Mr. Situ Qinglang, are you willing to marry this beautiful lady in front of you?" She imitated his tone, "Make an oath in front of your family, relatives and friends that we will never be separated, even in death."

The warmth and emotion in his chest almost overflowed. Situ Qinglang could no longer control the love that penetrated his bones. He held her in his arms and hugged tightly the little woman he had loved for five years and would continue to love for the rest of his life.

The source of his life, the meaning of his existence, the light of his hope.
Chapter completed!