“I do.”
Wen Shiyu and Gu Shihan responded in unison, then looked slightly sideways at the man beside them through the veil.
Perhaps sensing the two men’s gazes, Feng Shenye and Wen Jingchen looked down and locked eyes with their wives.
The questioning of the priest was once again heard in their ears.
“Handsome groom, do you wish this woman beside you to be your wife and to enter into a marriage contract with her? In sickness and in health, or for any other reason, to love her, to care for her, to respect her, to accept her, and to be faithful to her always until the end of your life.”
“I do.”
Feng Shenye and Wen Jingchen responded with smiles.
A burst of applause rang out along with their flower drop.
At this time, the priest announced, “The marriage contract is tied and is ready to take effect, now let the two couples exchange rings.”
As soon as the words were spoken, a beautiful violin tune was played.
Little Treasure and Second Treasure were seen running up to the two couples, each holding a red velvet box.
The velvet box was opened and inside lay two diamond rings of different styles but beautifully crafted.
Feng Shenye took out the diamond rings, took up Wen Shiyu’s hand with one hand, and little by little, slipped the rings into the ring finger.
Looking at the rings that shone brightly in the sunlight, Wen Shiyu was also a bit dazed.
A deep murmur of affection came to her ears.
“Shiyu, I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Wen Shiyu confronted Feng Shenye through the veil.
It was pretty much the same scene on Wen Jingchen’s side.
Under the ceremony platform, the guests looked at the two sticky couples, and the young teenage boys were coaxing, “After the exchange of rings, kiss the bride.”
Among them, Tang Yu Heng and Feng Shen Jin were the most rowdy.
The bride and groom got closer and closer to each other, and finally kissed each other amidst the commotion of the crowd.
At this time, the staff released the balloons that had been prepared.
The scene was beautiful and romantic.
Netizens were also in awe at the sight of the two couples embracing and kissing.
“Oh my God, this picture is so beautiful, I feel the urge to get married.”
“I want to marry, marry a man who loves his wife as much as Mr Feng.”
“Real name envy.”
Wen Shiyu’s fans also sent their blessings online.
“The Queen must always stay so happy all the time.”
“We will always stick behind you, most your most solid backing.”
All this Wen Shiyu did not know.
After the kiss, it was time for the next part of the bouquet toss.
Wen Shiyu and Gu Shihan decided to come separately.
It was Wen Shiyu who came first.
As she walked to the edge of the ceremony platform, a number of young men and women who had come to join in the fun were already gathered below.
Feng Shenjin was standing next to her, watching with great interest.
At this time, Pei Xin Yi walked up to him and gave him a strong push, “You also hurry up and go over to receive the bouquet.”
“Why should I receive the bouquet?”
Feng Shenjin was pushed and stumbled twice before he steadied himself and looked helplessly at his mother.
Pei Xin Yi snorted lightly, “Of course you’re getting married after receiving the bouquet!”
It was said that the person who received the bouquet was the one who would get married next.
Obviously, in order to get her youngest son married, Pei Xin Yi had gone to great lengths to believe even such rumours.
When Feng Shenjin heard this, of course, he refused to accept it.
Unfortunately, his refusal was ineffective.
Pei Xin Yi violently pushed the person into the crowd and threatened, “If you don’t snatch the bouquet back for me, from tomorrow onwards, I will arrange fourteen girl blind dates for you every day!”
Not to mention, the threat was effective.
Feng Shenjin didn’t want to spend the rest of his life on a blind date, so he pushed his way through the crowd.
At the same time, he did not forget to ask Wen Shiyu for help, “Sister-in-law, look at me, give me the flower person.”
But there was so much laughter around that his voice was drowned out.
Wen Shiyu knocked as no one else joined in the game and said in a soft voice, “I’ll throw the bouquet on the count of three.”
“Three.”
“Two.”
“One.”
With a drop, the bouquet of white roses drew an arc in the air.