allonlinenovel Chapter 48: A Passerby in a CEO Romance Novel (48)
Chapter 48: A Passerby in a CEO Romance Novel (48)
The wedding still took place as scheduled.
The auspicious time was just a little later than expected.
The group of thieves, still harboring malicious intentions, wanted to stop her, but Le Yan made it clear that she would bite anyone who dared to stop her, so they reluctantly withdrew.
Ultimately, whether or not a wedding is held doesn't really matter.
After all, what truly tormented them was that marriage certificate.
The marriage certificate is the most important thing; the wedding is just an embellishment.
Barely convincing themselves, the group settled down and became spectators.
Le Yan also changed her wedding dress. The one she had ordered before had been ruined. Fortunately, Rong Jing had prepared quite a few wedding dresses, enough for her to wear several times.
The long, pure white veil hung down, and the hem of the wedding dress swayed with her movements, like white waves.
Le Yan, holding her mother's hand, walked step by step onto the stage and toward Rong Jing.
Rong Jing couldn't wait. He rushed to Le Yan and took her hand just as she took a few steps.
"I don't need you to come closer to me, you just need to wait for me where you are."
A clear and gentle voice rang out, and Le Yan tightened her grip on his hand.
Le's mother looked at her daughter with a face full of relief, her eyes welling up with tears, yet she was unwilling to shed them on this joyous day.
She turned her head to wipe herself before turning back to look at Rong Jing with utmost seriousness. "If you treat my daughter badly, I will risk my life to take her away from here."
The Le family was a small, humble family, not comparable to the Rong family, a century-old clan. But she wasn't afraid. As long as her daughter was not doing well, she would definitely take her daughter away.
As her mother, she was always Leyan's source of confidence and support.
"Mom..." Reluctant to let go of her mother's hand, Le Yan pursed her lips, her eyes moist.
Rong Jing looked at Le Ma very seriously and said sincerely, "Don't worry, Mom, that day will never come."
If he ever hurts Leyan, his mother-in-law won't need to take Leyan away; he'll take himself away first.
A flash of obsession crossed his eyes, but it vanished in an instant.
Holding Leyan's hand, he walked onto the platform, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the emcee began to recite the oath.
"Groom, do you take this bride to be, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, in joy and in sorrow, to love her, to comfort her, to cherish her, to protect her, and to remain faithful to her for all the days of your life?"
Rong Jing: "I'm willing."
"Bride, do you take this groom to be your husband, to marry you, and to live happily ever after in this sacred marriage?"
The groom's vows were the same old thing, but the bride's were completely different.
There are no demands, only the desires of the heart.
Upon hearing this, Le Yan knew that it must have been written by Rong Jing.
She subconsciously glanced at Rong Jing, and met his eyes, which seemed to be fixed on her.
She paused for a moment, then smiled and answered firmly, "I do!"
Of course she's willing. A marriage like this, being with someone like this, the future looks very promising, doesn't it?
The emcee was also moved by their affection and shouted in an extremely happy and blessed tone: "Then, I declare you officially husband and wife. From now on, you will share joys and sorrows, stay together for life, and never leave each other!"
On stage, they were all lovey-dovey; off stage, many were disappointed.
Gu Yunting stared blankly. This scene had appeared in his mind countless times, but in reality, the protagonists were not him and Le Yan, but Le Yan and another man.
if ... ...
If he had been more assertive back then, everything would have been different.
Unfortunately, there is no if in reality.
He was just a disappointed man sitting in the audience, not the spirited groom on stage.
Shen Mubai, standing beside him, sighed with empathy. He unusually refrained from arguing with Gu Yunting and instead comforted him in a very calm tone: "Try to think positively. At least you're still the bride's ex-boyfriend."
Unlike him, who wasn't even an ex-boyfriend, but just a pathetic guy who always wanted to be a mistress but never succeeded.
The more Shen Mubai thought about it, the sadder he became, and he couldn't help but lower his head and grieve alone.
That's why they missed the death ray that Gu Yunting was sending.
comfort?
He was truly grateful for that comfort!
Gu Yunting, feeling as if he had been stabbed in the heart again, wanted nothing more than to beat Shen Mubai up on the spot, but when he looked at the bride on the stage, he held back.
Although he wasn't the groom, since Leyan had said they weren't allowed to disrupt the wedding, he would just have to put up with it for now.
He'll just have to bear with it; he'll definitely beat Shen Mubai up after the wedding!
On the other side, You Wenwen was grinding her teeth. She was furious and couldn't help but wonder to herself, "Where exactly did I go wrong?"
Is the gender wrong?
You Wenwen closed her eyes and began to consider the feasibility of going to Thailand for gender reassignment surgery.
If she doesn't like women, then she can become a man; it's not a big deal.
Jiang Wandie, who was sitting next door, suddenly turned around and glanced at You Wenwen, just in time to take in her expression before she closed her eyes.
Jiang Wandie fell into deep thought. Could this You Wenwen be up to something?
If she knew what You Wenwen was thinking, she would probably burst out laughing without caring about her image.
Jiang Yanzhe, who was opposite her, was currently suppressing his urge to cause trouble.
His hands were already bleeding from his own pinching. No matter how well-trimmed his nails were, they could turn into sharp claws with a single pull, tearing him apart and leaving him covered in wounds.
This is the only way he can control himself; otherwise, he really can't resist the violent impulse in his heart.
Why!
Why not him!
That person...
That person...
Biting his lip, he stared intently at Rong Jing, who was offering a toast on stage. Even though the other party was his half-brother, he still wanted him dead.
Everything will be alright as long as he dies.
As long as... ... As long as he dies... ...
Sitting in the shadows, her twisted and crazed eyes were shrouded in darkness. Apart from Jiang Wandie, no one knew that there was someone here who hated the groom to death.
She frowned at her younger brother and coldly rebuked him, "Xiao Ze, tone it down!"
This was at Leyan's wedding. If Xiaoze couldn't control himself and went crazy on the spot, she believed that Leyan would really hate her and Xiaoze.
She might even hate them if they hurt Rong Jing.
Unwilling to witness such a scene, Jiang Wandie could only tightly control her brother, who was on the verge of going insane.
Fortunately, as the older sister, her words were still considered golden rules by Jiang Yanzhe.
After being scolded repeatedly, Jiang Yanzhe slowly emerged from the shadows.
He looked as if he had just fought a great battle; he was covered in sweat and exhausted.
But then she smiled at Jiang Wandie, her smile exceptionally bright, "Sister, don't worry, I won't go crazy."
Even if you're going to go crazy, you have to do it somewhere no one knows.
Instead, in front of everyone.
Jiang Wandie frowned and glanced at him, only feeling somewhat relieved after confirming that he wouldn't try to go crazy again.
"It's good that you've calmed down."
"There will be plenty of opportunities for you to go crazy in the future."
Given that relationship, Rong Jing, as their older brother, couldn't possibly resist their advances.
Besides, my uncle is still in Haicheng.
Her uncle was a man who doted on her and her brother.
For an older brother who has a very, very good relationship with his uncle, he would definitely listen to his uncle.
A chilling smile curled at the corners of her lips. Jiang Wandie said Jiang Yanzhe was crazy, but wasn't she just as crazy?