The daughter of a wealthy family who had been reborn earned a lot of money

"Now we invite the bride in..." the emcee said loudly.

"Deng Deng Deng... Deng Deng..." The piano played at the right time.

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

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

Wen Fanjun watched Yang Ran walk towards him shyly, smiling at her beautiful.

In the process, Father Yang handed Yang Ran's hand to Wen Fanjun's hand. This scene made people very happy to watch, but there was still a sad feeling.

"Ranran, you are so beautiful." Taking Yang Ran's hand, Wen Fanjun said what he had been holding back for a few days. He couldn't see her for several days. My mother refused to let them call for good luck. He wanted to kill her.

"Thank you." Yang Ran lowered her shy head even when she said so.

The master of ceremonies looked at the two beautiful men and women, and said with a smile: "May God bless you, and may you be with you in the dark..."

"Mr. Fanjun New Longman, you are willing to protect and love Miss Yang Ran by your side in the future, no matter if you are sharing happiness or suffering, whether it is the torment of disease or the aging face."

The emcee's dialogue is very ordinary, just like other people's dialogue, but at this time, they really want to say the most.

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

"Miss Yang Ran, bride, you are willing to share happiness or sorrow in the future, no matter..."

Listening to their vows, Lu Yuxi smiled, but there were still tears in his eyes, Yang Ran, in the last life, I couldn't see your happiness. In this life, you will grow old.

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

"The best sister is married. Is it fair to say that I have no tears?"

"I can tell you, if Wen Fanjun dared to bully her, I must not spare him." Lu Yuxi said with a clenched fist.

"Don't worry, although he always looks like a child, and he can't even take care of himself, he is indeed incomparable to many people when he is serious."

"I wish you were true."

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

"Of course, I don't know how long our love can go, I just want to say, in my lifetime, I will take care of you."

This is not an ordinary promise. Many years later, Yang Ran asked him why he gave her such a promise.

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

Hei Qingqing didn't know where he came from, and said excitedly: "Please Xinlang kiss the bride."

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

Nuo Rou Ye saw the warm scene, and the camera in his hand had never stopped.

I still feel envy for a while.

Nuo Rouye looked at Kurobe with a sad expression: "Kurobe, when do you propose to marry me? If my daughter-in-law ran away with her future grandson, how would you pay me?"

"Auntie, this is not anxious. If Kurobe is ready, we will naturally propose marriage. We don't need to worry." Lu Yuxi finally knew what duplicity means. She was looking forward to his proposal, but she still pretended to be with someone who was okay. same.

Now that she sees Yang Ran getting married, she feels more eager to get married.