Chapter 173

But now they have a million, which is beyond their expectation.

It's really big enough and rich enough.

Ordinary people get married, just a few hundred dollars, a few more! But Tan Jingmo gave them a million yuan. Wouldn't it surprise them?

Even Xiao Suya was so serious about talking about Jingmo and slowly paid attention to it.

Seeing that they were all surprised and didn't respond, bao'er ran directly to open the door and welcomed Tan Jingmo in.

"You finally remember that I'm still outside the door?" Tan Jingmo said.

Bao'er smiled and deliberately didn't see the resentment on his face.

"Come on, come on, let's have a French kiss first, absolutely one." Mo Xiao also boldly suggested, which was supported by the one shot man.

On the day of marriage, it is easy to be corrected. For example, bao'er and Tan Jingmo can only listen to the requirements of the masses and have a hot French kiss.

"Is this not enough? It doesn't matter. If we want another one, we absolutely don't object." after the two separated, Mo Xiao continued to coax.

Bao'er glared at her. A kiss was enough. He said it was not enough. Did Mo Xiao think his life was too long?

If it were in the countryside, Bai Fu would surely run after her with a broom when he saw her making such a "special" move.

Her eyes dropped slightly. Even though the house was full of shouts and cheers, she still remembered one thing.

Bao'er took a deep breath, put those things back to the bottom of her heart, raised her head, met Tan Jingmo's line of sight and smiled.

"Let's go, let's go." Tan Jingmo solemnly took her hand and walked out together to meet the wedding coming later, or to meet their future together.

Bao'er nodded and felt that rose petals fell off her head from time to time, which was very warm and romantic.

The first stop is the church. There are not many guests, but there are also many.

After all, this is about the marriage of the president of VK. He wants to keep a low profile. People may not let him keep a low profile. Therefore, Tan Jingmo released all the news to all the families and friends except hiding it from bao'er.

So all the people present today are celebrities from T city.

The church is a very solemn and sacred place. Bao'er just entered the door and found Bai Fu there.

She looked at Tan Jingmo with a little consternation. She didn't expect him to invite Bai Fu too.

There are two reasons for this. First, Bai Fu's previous actions have violated the bottom line of Tan Jingmo, and he has hurt bao'er. Moreover, Bai Fu's humble identity is incompatible with these upper class people.

On the second floor, bao'er estimated that Tan Hongtao, an old man, would not allow Bai Fu to participate. However, there are often exceptions.

Bai Fu looked at himself with a complicated face. When he saw his eldest daughter getting married, he felt sour and astringent. He didn't give up, but also felt guilty and regretful.

He is also in a suit at the moment. Although his face looks old, it also makes him look more powerful.

He walked slowly to bao'er's side. His lips moved, but he didn't speak.

Lu Feng naturally saw him, gave him a cold look, walked over and took bao'er's hand. Then he said to Bai Fu, "go back and sit. It's not suitable to stand like this."

Although he said he was his own uncle, he didn't necessarily like to see the white father who could hurt his family.

Bao'er, too, was a little heavy. Zhang opened his mouth to call him, but found that it was so difficult to call him even when he didn't know when to start.

She left the beginning awkwardly and didn't want to face the situation at the moment.

Lu Feng took bao'er's hand on behalf of his father. He talked about Jingmo, who had been waiting for her for a long time.

The following speeches, swearing in, exchanging rings and kissing were carried out in thunderous applause.

When Tan Jingmo said that I was willing, the bottom of bao'er's heart was like a wall, and suddenly collapsed. There was only this man and each other in front of him.

"Then, Miss Bai Baoer, you marry Mr. Tan Jingmo, become one with him in front of God, love him, respect him, comfort him, protect him, and love yourself. Whether you are sick or healthy, poor or rich, will you always be loyal to him until you leave the world?"

The priest's voice reached BoA's ears, and all the people in the audience looked at boa nervously without moving their eyes.

So was Tan Jingmo, full of her shadow. Her frowns and smiles fell into her mind like a brand.

Bao'er turns his head, talks with Jing Mo, looks at each other, smiles and nods gently. "I will!"

The people cheered as if they were relieved in an instant. The rose petals turned the auditorium into a world of flowers and kept falling around like rain.

Mo Xiao was also moved to look at them at the moment and exclaimed, "what a happy baby!"

Mo Shaoyang glanced at her gently, his palm tightened slightly, but he didn't make a sound, and kept his cold expression all the time.

"Next, exchange rings with each other."

Bao'er is silly to hear that. She doesn't have a ring. What should I do?

Tan Jingmo smiled mysteriously, gave her the small box in his pocket, then took out his and put the ring on bao'er's ring finger.

This ring is very simple, decorated with a small diamond. It is not very fancy, but it looks very comfortable.

Bao'er came back to himself under Tan Jingmo's cry. He smiled awkwardly and put the ring on Tan Jingmo's finger.

Once again, when it came to the kissing session, the priest had changed people. Here came the wandering Zhong Yufei. He looked at the couple in front of him and said to the people in the audience, "next, it's a little surprise specially prepared by our bridegroom officer". Soon, the little things between the two began to play on the big screen.

The first one is a picture three years ago. Bao'er is sheltering from the rain under the overpass. Next to her is a poor stray dog. She bows her head to feed the little dog.

Bao'er covered his mouth and exclaimed. He couldn't believe it and looked at Tan Jingmo. How could he have such a picture?

"Well, how did you get here?" she asked.

Tan Jingmo completely wrapped her hand in the palm of her hand, put it in the position of her heart and beat slightly, so that each other can feel the affection.

"That car accident was not the first time I saw you, but the first time was three years ago," Tan Jingmo said, without a specific explanation.

At that time, it rained heavily. The traffic lights were not far from the overpass. There was a traffic jam on the road. He looked around bored, and she just bumped into his sight.

Bao'er's white skirt is as simple and beautiful as a weak lily. He still remembers that picture. Maybe that day, she didn't just bump into his sight, but into the bottom of his heart.

He then picked up his cell phone and took the picture. Even if he couldn't explain the reason for this stupid practice, he did so.

When the green light came, he drove away almost reluctantly, but he gradually became interested in the delicate little beauty. Or, from that time on, he had branded bao'er in the bottom of his heart.

Until two years later, when he met bao'er again, he did not hesitate to keep her with him, although his request at that time was absurd.

"Throw the bouquet, I must grab the bouquet, and I want to be a happy bride!" Mo Xiao also sharpened his palm and was eager to try.