The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Chapter 1572 Final Chapter 2

There is warm orange light in the lobby, more candlelight, but it doesn't look so dim, but there is an inexplicable solemnity in it, the hall is full of people, but no one is making noise, but all eyes are on Arrived at a place.

The tablecloths in the hall are all red, red candles are lit on each table, and happy characters are pasted on them, which is novel and retro, and in the middle is a road paved with red roses.

What ripples on the tip of the nose is the strong floral fragrance, but it is not pungent.

It was the first time seeing An Hao, and she couldn't help being stunned when she saw the scene in front of her. There was a hollowed-out screen on that table, and red silk was hung on it, and the thin tulle fluttered gently.

And Lu Yisheng was wearing the same style of wedding dress as her. He was imposing, with a black ribbon around his waist perfectly dividing his body line. The coolness in his eyes was clearly visible. He was not like a handsome young man like Mo Shang, but more like a Is a king who rules the world.

He just stood on the stage, watching, as if everything was shut out.

An Haoxin jumped up and down suddenly, she knew that the man was waiting for her.

Wen Jue felt An Hao's nervousness, Wen Jue stretched out his hand and patted the back of her hand gently, Xiao Ling'er and Mo Zixuan held a small flower basket in their hands, and then raised the petals, Wen Jue and Mi Ai looked at each other After one glance, Anhao was sent to the red carpet made of flowers.

Step by step approaching, until the person was sent to the stage, Mi Ai gently withdrew her hand and stood where she was, "The next road, let godfather see you off.

"Anhao didn't reject Mi Ai's proposal this time, she took Wen Jue's hand and stepped onto the stage step by step. She watched the man with fierce and silent eyes approaching her.

Wen Jue let go of her hand and put her hand into Lu Yisheng's.

"Remember, the Wen family will always be your backing.

"Wen Jue's voice was low and hoarse with the calmness and vicissitudes soaked in the years. He didn't tell Lu Yisheng to treat his daughter well.

But he told Anhao that no matter what happened, the Wen family would always stand behind her.

This shook Anhao's heart more than any words.

Lu Yisheng bent down, lowered his noble head rarely, and promised "I will protect you well.

"Wen Jue didn't say much, and then led Xiao Ling'er and Mo Zixuan down together, but Xiao Ling'er was still a little dissatisfied, and turned around and tugged on Lu Yicheng's clothes, "Dad, you have to be nice to Mom.

"Don't worry, Dad will."

"Lu Yisheng patiently promised his daughter.

Only then did Xiao Linger leave the stage with Wen Jue in satisfaction.

There was no master of ceremonies in this wedding, but it was unexpectedly harmonious. Facing Qiao Anhao, Lu Yisheng was directly on one knee, with a diamond ring in his hand, and he looked up at her devoutly.

Anhao was in a daze for a moment, she suddenly remembered that when she robbed the marriage, Lu Yicheng's face was so indifferent, but in the end he ran away with her.

"Anhao, please marry me?" He knelt on one knee and raised the ring in front of her.

An Hao was a little stunned for a while, because Lu Yisheng used the word beg, she felt a little uncomfortable suddenly, and she also understood that he had planned such a special wedding, but in the end he still chose to kneel on one knee as a proposal.

"For the rest of my life, it can only be you.

"Anhao took a deep breath, stretched out her hand, and raised a reluctant smile, "Since you begged me, I will forcefully marry you.

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