Chapter Seventy-One: Second Marriage

The wedding was held at Lishui Manor, the most famous resort in Night City.

As the wedding time approached, the guests came to the wedding center in an endless stream. The attendees were basically the dignitaries of Night City, all of whom were of high net worth.

The venue was beautifully decorated, with beautiful pink veils, imported champagne roses, hundreds of crystal chandeliers lit at the same time, and of course the nearly four-meter-high wedding cake on the central stage.

Li Qin was wearing a long blue dress, smiling and waving to welcome the guests who came continuously, with pride and joy written all over her face.

As the wedding march sounded, all the people on the scene looked at the heart door of love not far away, and the photographers and the media even pointed their cameras at the pink heart-shaped door. The door opened, and the groom came slowly with the bride on his arm.

Xia Yuwei kept waving to guests and media friends. Today she is wearing an out-of-print wedding dress designed by Lisa, an internationally renowned wedding dress designer. Heart gemstone necklace, worth more than 50 million yuan.

With such an outfit, many women at the scene showed envious and jealous eyes.

"It's just a second marriage. Is it necessary?" There was already a woman in the crowd who raised the corners of her lips in disdain, looking at Xia Yuwei with disgust in her eyes.

"That's right. I remember that Mo Yixuan married a wife before. This Xia is just a mistress. If she hadn't given birth to a son, she would be so embarrassing."

These wealthy wives say something to each other, not so much envy as jealousy, but disgust. Because they are also afraid that one day their man will be snatched away by a woman like Xia Yuwei.

"Miss Xia Yuwei, are you willing to marry Mr. Mo Yixuan as a wife? Regardless of illness or health, or any other reason, love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and be loyal to him forever until the end of your life? ".

The priest's voice at the wedding was solemn and powerful.

"I am willing..." Xia Yuwei raised the corner of her mouth slightly, her eyes were full of happiness. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see some people talking about something, some even laughing, but at this moment, she only had this beautiful wedding in her heart, and she knew that those women were jealous of her.

"Mr. Mo Yixuan, are you willing to marry Miss Xia Yuwei? Regardless of illness or health, or any other reason, love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her, and be loyal to her forever until the end of your life?"

The priest's voice sounded again, sonorous and powerful, but it didn't seem to reach the groom's ears.

Mo Yixuan held his pale fingers, and he looked at the crystal lamp emitting golden light not far away, the light pierced his eyes like the light of a knife.

He quickly turned his face away, and looked around again, looking at the guests around him, as if he was searching for someone, but unfortunately he didn't find that person.

And his actions completely fell into the eyes of everyone at the scene, and the photographer did not hesitate to take pictures of the embarrassing side of the groom.

Xia Yuwei was so anxious that her face turned red.

"Yixuan, tell me quickly." She muttered in a low voice, very embarrassed.

Mo Yixuan stroked his chest suddenly, the pain there was severe, as if a bone had been broken. He heard everything the priest said, in fact this was the second time he heard the same words.

Regardless of illness or health, love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her, and be loyal to her forever until the end of life! He made such a promise to a woman four years ago, but later he abandoned her, who was infertile, and even betrayed her to find another woman. He is sorry for her.

Yan Yan, are you also watching the live broadcast of this wedding? You must hate me very much.

He suddenly lowered his head, looking at the scattered petals on the ground.

"I am willing." After a long time, he said these three simple words, but also three heavy words.

The applause continued, and the wedding continued!