Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter to make a lot of money

"Now the bride is invited to enter..." the master of ceremonies said loudly.

"Dendenden...denden..." the piano played at the right time.

Today's Wen Fanjun, wearing a suit and leather shoes, lacks the usual ruffian feeling and makes people feel very handsome.

The bride, Yang Ran, walked slowly from the opposite side with Father Yang on her arm, and everyone applauded tacitly.

Wen Fanjun watched Yang Ran walking towards him shyly, and looked at the beautiful her with a smile.

During the process, Yang's father handed Yang Ran's hand to Wen Fanjun's. This scene made people very happy to watch, but it still felt sad.

"Of course, you are so beautiful." Taking Yang Ran's hand, Wen Fanjun said what he had been holding back for the past few days. He couldn't see her for several days, and his mother didn't let them call for auspiciousness. He misses her.

"Thank you." After she said this, Yang Ran lowered her shy head even lower.

The master of ceremonies looked at the two people who were talented and beautiful, and said with a smile: "May God bless you, and may you be with you forever..."

"Mr. Xinlangwen Fanjun, you are willing to protect and love Miss Yang Ran by your side in the future, no matter whether it is sharing joys or sorrows, whether it is the torture of disease, or the appearance of aging."

The emcee's dialogue is very ordinary, just like other people's dialogue, but at this moment, it is indeed what they most want to say.

Wen Fanjun glanced at Yang Ran and said affectionately, "I am willing."

"Miss Yang Ran, the bride, are you willing to share joys and sorrows in the future, no matter..."

Listening to their vows, Lu Yuxi smiled, but there were still tears in her eyes, Yang Ran, in the last life, I failed to see your happiness, and in this life, you will grow old forever.

Seeing Lu Yuxi crying and laughing for a while, Kurobe hugged her helplessly: "Why are you crying?"

"The best sister is married. Is it plausible that I didn't cry?"

"I can tell you, if Wen Fanjun dares to bully her, I will not spare him." Lu Yuxi clenched her fists and said.

"Don't worry, although Fan Jun sometimes looks like a child and can't even take care of himself, but he is serious, and many people can't match him."

"I hope what you say is true."

Yang Ran lowered her head shyly: "I am willing, I am willing to marry you, Wen Fanjun."

"However, I don't know how long our love can last. I just want to say that in my lifetime, I am willing to take good care of you."

This was not an ordinary promise. Many years later, Yang Ran asked why he gave her such a promise in the first place.

Wen Fanjun's answer was like this: "Because, you are my woman."

Hei Qingqing came out of nowhere, and said excitedly: "Please bridegroom kiss the bride."

Wen Fanjun gave Hei Qingqing a understanding look, lowered his head, and gave her a deep kiss.

When Nuo Rouye saw the warm scene, the camera in her hand never stopped.

I was still envious for a while.

Nuo Rouye looked at Heibe sadly: "Heibe, when will you propose? If you don't propose again, if my daughter-in-law runs away with her future grandson, how will you compensate me?"

"Auntie, there's no rush. If Kurobe is ready, he will naturally propose. We don't have to worry." Lu Yuxi finally understood what duplicity is. She was looking forward to his proposal the most, but she still pretended to be with someone who had nothing to do. Same.

Now that she saw Yang Ran getting married, her desire to get married became even more urgent.