Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  The familiar faces were facing this side. She knew that her face was veiled, and that with the dim lighting, they might not be able to see her appearance, but Su Qianci could not help but feel nervous. Her face was slightly red. Su Qianci slightly lowered her head and was led to the front by Rong Haiyue. This was the first time and the last time that Rong Haiyue would give his daughter to her husband.

  Originally he had thought that he should be sending away Rong Anna, the girl he had raised for more than 20 years. But now…… the one holding his hand was his biological daughter who had been away for more than 20 years. The complexity of life was enough for Rong Haiyue to feel a lot. Looking at the outstanding son-in-law in front of him, Rong Haiyue was unable to pick any fault, no matter his appearance or ability. If there was something to regret, it was that he had been away for four years, when his daughter needed her husband the most.

  Fortunately, all the effort was worth it. The happiness had finally arrived. Giving his daughter’s hand to Li Sicheng, Rong Haiyue’s heart was filled with a thousand words, but they eventually became the most emotional hug. He hit the back of Li Sicheng and felt like crying. “Take care of her.”


  Li Sicheng gently patted his back and said, “As long as I am alive, I will not let her suffer. Even after I pass away, I will not let her down.” The simple words were powerful.

  Su Qianci heard this and was quite moved. She looked up at him. Li Sicheng seemed to have noticed her gaze and looked back at her. All of a sudden, their eyes were locked. Looking at each other, all that was left was the kind of affection that only the two of them could understand.

  The Wedding March was played louder and louder by Song Yifan and his team. The beautiful music surrounded everyone’s ear and broke into everyone’s heart. Time was flowing slowly, and all that was left was beauty. The voice of the pastor was solemn and sacred. The praises left Su Qianci with a blank mind.

  The mood was embarrassing and tense, and at the same time she was delighted. She didn’t know how long the pastor talked, but Su Qianci suddenly heard the pastor calling her name.

  “Miss Su Qianci, do you take this man for your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”


  Hearing such an inquiry, Su Qianci secretly chuckled. He had been her husband for a long time. Whether in this lifetime or the last one, he couldn’t getaway. She had loved him in two lifetimes. “I do.”


  The audience exclaimed, and Su Qianci could not help but blush.

  “Mr. Li Sicheng, do you take this woman for your lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”


  Li Sicheng stood tall and turned his head toward her, gazing deeply into her eyes. He said solemnly, “I do.”


  The priest looked at the audience in the surrounding area and extended his hands with a solemn inquiry, “Do you testify for their wedding vows?”


  There was a cheer underneath, and the voices of men and women were mixed together and became one, saying, “I do!”


  “The bride and groom, please exchange rings.”