"Daddy!" Yi Qian instantly pounced on it and took a sip on Yi Beihan's face.

She can only say a few simple words, Daddy, Mommy, Brother, Grandpa.

Yi Beihan raised his wrist to look at the time, turned his head to Xia Yan and said, "Baby, it's time." ”

A group of people hurried to do their own preparations.

The bridesmaid was naturally Chu Weiwei, she had just changed her clothes and came out of the fitting room, but she saw a back standing next to the dressing mirror.

A dimness flashed in his eyes, and he turned around to leave.

"Weiwei!"

Mo Jiyan called her, with a smile on his face, "Weiwei, I know you like this kind of wedding very much, when we get married, will it be so grand?" ”

"Boring!" Chu glanced at him slightly, "The person I want to marry won't be you!" ”

After saying that, he immediately walked away.

Mo Jiyan paused in his footsteps and followed towards the church.

The guests are basically domestic celebrities, so they are all picked up by special planes, and now they are all present.

The wedding march slowly sounded, and everyone was eagerly waiting for the bride and groom to enter.

"Today's bride and groom, Mr. Yi Beihan and Ms. Murong Xiayan, are invited to enter!"

The white woodcarved door slowly opened, and the dazzling white light flowed in instantly, and then, in the light, everyone saw Xia Yan, who was dressed in a luxurious wedding dress, holding a tall figure, and slowly walked into the flower arch.

Behind them, Yi Shen and Mo Yue held the extra-long skirts, and Yi Qian on the side, their small bodies swayed, and they followed forward one by one.

The crowd erupted in exclamations.

A few months ago, Elbehan announced that the wedding would take place in this medieval castle in Italy.

Celebrities from all over the world have long known that the bride of this young Chinese billionaire Yi Beihan wore a wedding dress that was custom-made by Dior's skilled craftsmen for 1,500 hours, plus diamond crowns, necklaces and diamond rings, and the conservative price of the whole body exceeded 30 million.

There are also a thousand luxury limousine......

There are many people who squeeze their heads just to see how luxurious this world-renowned wedding is.

What's even more exciting is that some media released the news that this rich man has built more than a dozen hope primary schools in the name of his wife.

"Wow, the groom is so handsome, just handsome!"

"The bride too, like a fairy descending to earth!"

"I'm so envious, the bride is so happy......"

The surrounding voices seemed to disappear, and Xia Yan's fingers tightly grasped Yi Beihan's arm, trembling slightly.

Yi Beihan glanced sideways slightly, "Baby, don't be nervous, everything is with me." ”

Xia Yan breathed a sigh of relief, firmly grabbed Yi Beihan's arm, and slowly walked forward.

The old Italian priest in a white dress stood in the middle and asked with a solemn expression.

"Mr. Yi Beihan, are you willing to marry Ms. Murong Xiayan as your wife, accompany her in life and death, never abandon her, be loyal to her, and love her forever?"

Yi Beihan looked sideways and looked at Xia Yan deeply, "I am willing!" ”

"Ms. Murong Xiayan, are you willing to marry Mr. Yi Beihan, no matter how old you live, you will never abandon him!"

"I do!"

Xia Yan trembled slightly, watching the tall and perfect man in front of him slowly lean over and put a cherished kiss on her lips.

"I do, I love you, Xia Yan!"

The crowd burst into loud applause......

No one would have noticed that in the corner of the farthest row of benches, a man dressed in black sat in the corner.