The wedding leaned a bit towards a Western style.
An Feng, dressed in a pure white wedding dress, looked as beautiful as a white fairy.
Paired with her slightly tearful eyes of grievance, Qi Hao couldn't help but hold her in his arms.
This was the girl he had wanted for many years, and today he finally stamped her as his own.
From this day forward, she would be his wife.
"Hey, hey, hey, let go of our bride. It's not too late to embrace her after the wedding,"
Sa Beining quickly intervened.
He knew that the most important thing in a marriage was... intimacy.
But at least consider the feelings of all these guests.
Qi Hao had no choice but to release An Feng.
An Feng looked up at Qi Hao, tears streaming down her face.
She didn't know why she was crying.
Perhaps it was seeing her father's eyes turn red, seeing her mother wiping away tears.
Realizing that her life was about to enter a new chapter.
But she could clearly feel that she wasn't sad.
