In the solemn church, the priest solemnly looked at Yan Hui and Lian Chen who were dressed in new clothes, raised his glasses, and asked sacredly: "Miss Lian Chen, do you want this man to be your husband and enter into a marriage contract with him? Regardless of illness Or healthy, poor or rich, love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and be loyal to him forever until the end of life?"

"I am willing."

The priest nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Yan Sui solemnly, "Yan Sui, do you want this woman to be your wife and enter into a marriage contract with her? Love her, take care of her, respect her no matter in sickness or in health, in poverty or in wealth, Accept her and be faithful to her forever until the end of my life?"

Yan Hui lowered his eyes and never looked at the priest. When he raised his eyes and finally accepted this moment with resignation, the door of the church was knocked at this moment, and with a crisp cry, the audience turned back in shock.

"No tie!"

A girl covered in blood struggled to lean on the door with the last of her strength. She glanced at Lian Chen sharply. The blood continued to slide from her forehead, instantly covering her bewitching eyes. She looked like Shura from hell, the hatred in her eyes seemed to destroy the entire universe.

Swept by such glamorous eyes, Lian Chen couldn't help trembling all over his body. When the audience began to be agitated and hadn't reacted to the development of the situation, Yan Sui took a quick step, almost wanting to hug the girl at any time in the next second. The girl who will fall down.

"Yichen, Yichen, don't scare me!" Yan Su tremblingly picked up the weak girl.

The girl struggled to raise her hand and grabbed his skirt, "You, if you dare to marry...I, I'll show you to death!"

"No, no knot, no knot... I got married only for you, if something happens to you, what do you want me to do!" Yan Mo shook his head, tears welling from his eyes.

"Hehe, you, why are you crying...as long as you don't get married...I won't die...promise me, don't...don't leave me again..." The girl raised her hand with difficulty to caress that handsome face, but still Untouched but because of the exhaustion of the last sliver of strength, it just fell powerlessly after all.

"Yichen!" Seeing the girl in his arms completely asleep, Yanhui's heart was frozen to the extreme, when he hurriedly took steps, he heard a distressed call from behind, "Yanhui!"

Yan Yan paused, turned his head and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, she can't live without me, and I can't live without her either!"

"Zi'er!" Ms. Zhong left her seat anxiously, ran to her son, and tried to persuade her son, "Don't mess around, leave the girl in your arms to Mom, and now go back and marry Lian Chen!"

Yanxi didn't delay for a moment, and glanced at his mother indifferently with a very strange look, "No one can stop me from being with her!"

As he said that, he quickly rushed out of the gate with the dying girl in his arms.

All the guests in the church looked at each other, wondering, shocked and puzzled at the scene in front of them.

Yan Bin, the president of the Yan Group, helplessly passed Zhong Yixue (Ms. Zhong) who was frozen to the side, "It is really destined. If the child survives, we don't know whether it will be happiness or misfortune for our son."

Thinking of Yan Yi's cold and unfamiliar eyes, Zhong Yixue couldn't help but tremble all over, and limp in Yan Bin's arms, a murderous intent flashed in her eyes, "She can't survive!"

Yan Bin didn't pay attention to the murderous intent in her eyes, but nodded with a sigh, "The injury is so serious, I probably won't survive."

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