Chapter 2810 Wedding (3)

Why didn't anyone tell her about this?

Tong Xiyao didn't know when Qing Muchen knew about this. She felt like the whole world had kept her in the dark.

Her fingertips rubbed her temples again and again, and her nerves ached.

There were only a few minutes left before the wedding ceremony, and she didn't have time to ask too many questions. She put the matter aside for the time being and walked towards Mo Xier with Qing Yafeng.

"It's good to be back!" After a few steps in front of her, Tong Xiyao opened her arms and hugged her gently.

The private plane of the Mo family couple landed right after Qing Muchen's plane, with a difference of less than a minute.

Father Mo walked out of the plane, walked straight to Mo Xier, raised his arm to her, "Let's go, let's go in!"

Mo Xier stared at his arm quietly for a few seconds, hesitated, and gently placed her hand on his arm.

Her movements were a little hesitant, but she didn't back off.

The long flower path spread along the entrance of the venue, spreading all the way to the innermost end of the church.

Mo Xier followed Mo's father walking on the flower path, with a very slow pace.

There were many people at the wedding today, including all the famous families in City C, celebrities from the upper circles at home and abroad, black and white, and even princes and nobles from various countries.

The Qing family and the Mo family are equally powerful, one is dominated by Asia and the other is dominated by Europe. When the two families are combined, their sphere of influence almost covers most of the earth.

Qing Muchen simply went into the dressing room to change into a suit, and then walked out.

His outfit was a calm black and white match, without any popular colors, just like the choice of the wedding venue, taking the traditional route.

People like him are obviously not traditional people at first glance, but he is surprisingly conservative when it comes to weddings.

Such a man surprised Mo Xier and almost looked at him differently.

Qing Muchen stood at the other end of the flower path, his suit was straight and his back was very straight.

He was staring at her. There were so many guests present. His gaze on her was so unscrupulous that it seemed to penetrate her thin clothes.

Xixi walked towards him calmly with Mo's father, looking into his eyes. His gaze was very calm, so calm that it seemed to be a little provocative in Qing Muchen's eyes.

Qing Muchen raised his eyebrows, a little surprised by such a discovery.

Mo Xier was still walking towards him. She was very beautiful today. She was obviously not much decorated, but she seemed to be glowing. Wherever she passed, she attracted countless eyes.

Today, she was the well-deserved focus of the whole audience.

Qing Muchen took two steps forward. When she was about to get close, he pulled her over with his long arms, took her hand and placed it in his arms, and took her to the pastor.

The wedding session after the red carpet should have been the vows of the newlyweds.

The pastor's voice was solemn and solemn, "Mr. Qing Muchen, are you willing to marry Miss Mo Xier, love her and protect her from now on, whether in good times or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sad, you will always love her, cherish her, and be faithful to her forever?"

A very traditional oath, an oath that may be heard in every wedding.

In the eyes of all the guests at the scene, Qing Muchen and Mo Xier had never met.

But, to everyone's surprise, he answered very straightforwardly.

"I do!" Three words, simple, straightforward and clear.