Chapter 1470： The moment the bride was unveiled

The church where the wedding took place is hundreds of years old.

Many dignitaries and members of the royal family in Y have held weddings here.

Du Mengmeng's wedding dress is more solemn than the royal princess's, dragging a long, three pairs of flower girls in order to walk.

She was covered with three layers of white gauze of different shades, covering her face, only a shallow outline could be seen.

Mr. Jiang was very excited to let her hold his hand, and he felt a sense of accomplishment in marrying a granddaughter.

This little girl, when she brought her back from the dilapidated rental house, she never thought she would be so promising.

It should be gratified that her grandfather knew about it.

Ying Xiurui stood on the front altar of the church, beside him were choir children singing poetry, and soft piano playing. The priest waited quietly with him.

He looked at the delicate bride and walked slowly through the door with light, feeling a little nervous in his heart, but more of expectation.

She is finally going to marry him...

No matter what happened before, no matter whether they loved other people in their hearts.

Now, they will be husband and wife, they will love each other, and they will go on holding hands in this life.

He seems to have finally completed a major event in his life.

It seems to be... finally gave myself a satisfactory answer.

An Mingchen was sitting on the guest table, frowning the moment the bride stood in front of the door.

While waiting for the bride and the old man Jiang to take a step, his eyes suddenly became cold.

He tilted his head, and the subordinates beside him immediately understood, buried their heads, and after hearing a few words from him, they pushed him silently and quickly left the scene.

"Brother..." Su Yanyun discovered his actions.

An Mingchen made a gesture to her, beckoning her to leave it alone, he has something to deal with.

Su Yanyun had no doubts about An Mingchen's thoughts, and nodded when she saw this, and turned her attention to the wedding scene.

The hem of the bride's skirt was too long, her heels were also high, and the old man Jiang was too excited, both of them walked very slowly.

Ying Xiurui felt that he had waited almost a century before Mr. Jiang handed the bride into his hands.

He held her and looked down at her, only to see that under the thick veil, she had a particularly red lips.

He thought that the lips must taste very beautiful.

She is finally his bride.

There will be no more variables, the heart is filled at that moment...

Before the two came to the altar.

The priest also smiled and began to preside over the ceremony.

Compared with before, Du Mengmeng's voice was a bit shy with her little daughter.

When Ying Xiurui laughed in her heart that she was also shy, she preferred her to be so timid.

When the priest asked the two to exchange rings, he said that the groom could kiss the bride.

Ying Xiurui gently lifted the bride's veil, and the smile on his face solidified in that moment...

The time in the church seemed to stagnate.

The British parents at the forefront first discovered the strangeness of their son.

Ying Xiurui stared at the bride, but his face turned dark, and in his eyes, the mood of the predator was rolling.

The priest also felt strange, and seemed to ask Ying Xiurui something.

No one knows what Ying Xiurui said to the priest, but suddenly he put down the bride's white gauze again and grabbed her hand, almost rudely, and tore the ring from her hand!

This move is too terrifying.

The guests in the church could no longer hold back, and began to whisper.

The saying that "the bride has changed", I don't know when it has drifted in the church...