His seemingly domineering gaze was tinged with a hint of tenderness and indulgence, like the ink-black night sky, serious and not to be overlooked after a moment of caprice.
Meeting those dark eyes, Gu Qiangwei felt an endless tide of emotion and affection.
"Qin Sijue…"
The priest couldn't help but smile at the sight of the couple before him.
The groom today was truly willful, completely disregarding the established script.
"So, Ms. Nangong Qiangwei, do you take this man before you to be your husband, to join with him in matrimony, for better or for worse, regardless of him—"
"Isn't that obvious, they already have a child, of course she would agree!"
Priest: "…"
Everyone: "…"
"Qin Sijue!" Zhuang Yanyan was so frustrated she almost charged forward. Did he really want to go through the wedding ceremony properly or not?
No worries, the priest had a plan!
