"I do," Gu Yixuan smiled affectionately at Mo Ran.
The priest then asked Mo Ran, "Miss Mo Ran, do you take Mr. Gu Yixuan to be your husband, to love, cherish, respect, and accept him, in sickness and in health, for any reason, until death do you part?"
Mo Ran looked at Gu Yixuan with deep emotion, "I…"
"She doesn't wish to!" a sudden voice cut her off.
Everyone turned their heads in shock and saw Yuan Zhe walking towards them in a white casual outfit.
In his hand, he held a gun, the dark muzzle pointed at Gu Yixuan.
Gu Yixuan shielded Mo Ran, meeting his gaze coldly.
Mo Ran's heart raced, and she couldn't help but scream, "What are you doing?! Put the gun down."
She feared he might shoot Gu Yixuan.
Yuan Zhe smiled slightly, stunningly beautiful.
"Mo Ran, you are mine. You should marry me. If I kill him, you'll come to my side immediately."
After he spoke, his expression turned grim, and his finger tightened on the trigger.
"Bang——"
"No!" Mo Ran screamed in panic.
