"Mr. Fu Wenzhou, do you take Ms. Song Qingyou to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to stay with her forever?"
"I do."
"Miss Song Qingyou..."
"I do."
Song Qingyou stared intently at the man in front of her, and solemnly and earnestly repeated, "I am willing to marry him, to stay with him for life, and to be with him forever."
At this moment, the wind and the setting sun also became gentle.
Yan Miao leaned into Lu Yanchen's arms, her eyes blurry with tears as she looked at the two on the stage, and said emotionally, "They're finally together, sob sob sob, I'm so happy for them."
Lu Yanchen gently rubbed her shoulders and hugged her even tighter.
Yan Shaoqin had already given up on her.
He subconsciously looked towards the Jiang family's side. Jiang Xun was sitting with her father, and next to them was a gentle and refined young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
The wind ruffled Jiang Xun's hair, and he naturally reached out to tidy it up for her. He lowered his eyes and smiled gently, looking at her tenderly, and whispered something to her.
Jiang Chu, standing beside him, smiled with satisfaction.
At this moment, the last rays of the setting sun dipped below the mountaintop, and the sky darkened.
On the stage, Fu Wenzhou and Song Qingyou exchanged rings, and Liang Muchuan's smiling voice rang out again: "Groom, I grant you permission to kiss your bride now."
Fu Wenzhou gently lifted Song Qingyou's veil, his deep eyes fixed on her face. He cupped her face in his hands and slowly lowered his head...
Song Qingyou tiptoed slightly to meet her.
The veil was blown up by the wind.
"Bang!"
Fireworks burst forth both near and far.
Amidst the dazzling fireworks, the image of the two kissing became a silhouette, as if frozen in that moment.
The audience erupted in applause.
Fu Wenzhou released Song Qingyou, turned to look at the lake, his handsome face illuminated by the fireworks.
Those dark eyes shimmered with tears as they stared intently at the overwhelming fireworks.
Song Qingyou gazed at him quietly with a smile on her face.
“I always think that since we got together, I don’t think I’ve given you many gifts.” She spoke softly and slowly, “So I’m giving myself to you as a gift, hoping that I can stay by your side for the rest of my life.”
She didn't ask him to stay with her, because she knew that no matter what, this man would always be by her side.
She herself had been struggling on the edge of life and death, not knowing whether tomorrow would bring sunshine or death, so she never dared to make any promises to him.
She only hoped that as long as she lived, she could stay with him for every day.
If I can live to old age, I'll stay with him until he's old.
Fu Wenzhou tightened his grip on her hand, a slight smile playing on his lips. "I will."
He paused for a moment, then chuckled softly.
Her smile was incredibly gentle.
"Youyou, this is the best gift I've ever received in my life."
The two smiled at each other and intertwined their fingers tightly.
Behind her, Yan Miao shouted, "Throw the bouquet, Qingyou! Throw it at me, I want to get married too!"
She stood up, pushing aside the crowd, and her eagerness to get married made Yan Shaoqin's eyebrows twitch.
Jiang Xun laughed as she watched, then caught a glimpse of the figure beside her. When she looked over, Yan Shaoqin was staring at her without any emotion.
She smiled sweetly at him.
The young man beside her, who was also about to become her half-brother, laughed and said, "President Yan seems unhappy."
Jiang Xun nodded to Yan Shaoqin, then looked away.
"The game has only just begun."
Song Qingyou turned around when she heard the sound and smiled.
She then turned her back to everyone and forcefully threw her bouquet behind her!
A beautiful bouquet and fireworks were tossed into the air together, accompanied by Yan Miao's anxious cry: "Lu Yanchen, catch it quickly!"
Everyone laughed, and no one tried to take it from her.
Yan Miao caught it steadily, as happy as an innocent and carefree child.
Song Qingyou smiled and snuggled into Fu Wenzhou's arms.
She thought, this must be happiness.
I have my dearest love and my best friends.
She is still alive and well.
"Fu Wenzhou, I love you."
"Yeah, me too, Yoyo."
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