His Private Sweetheart/C1 Marvelous Weddings
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C1 Marvelous Weddings

Country M, Spring.

A grand wedding will be held here.

The groom, Loong Yuchen, the Loong Group Prince with a hundred billion, twenty-six years old. The bride, Pei Yan, and the famous daughter of the Pei Family, twenty years old.

The wedding took place in the biggest church in M Country. Everything was ready.

At 10 o'clock, the wedding ceremony proceeded as scheduled. The top of the church was a flowerbed made up of 99,900 colored red roses. It was where the newlyweds exchanged their oaths, and the priest was ready.

As a bridesmaid, Qiao Yiyi excitedly walked at the back, holding Pei Yan's long, six meter long dress. The whole wedding was romantic and beautiful.

As the guests took their seats, the scene turned quiet as the wedding song sounded.

The clean red carpet stretched all the way to the very front, and on it stood a man in a classic black suit, with long legs wrapped in cut-cut trousers, a statuesque body like a medieval prince, a carved face, sharp features, straight eyebrows, a nose as high as a mountain, and thin, sexy lips.

His eyes were as deep as obsidian and as bright as the depths of the abyss. He was looking at his bride with a meaningful smile on his face.

Qiao Yiyi's six bridesmaids, who were escorting the bride within three meters of the stage, all stood to the side, ready to join everyone in congratulating the newlyweds and witness their most sacred moment.

The corner of Pei Yan's mouth held a smile. In a daze, she looked at the man's extraordinarily handsome figure. Her dreams of reaching the final level were about to succeed.

She took a deep breath and stood facing him.

At the scene, the wedding march proceeded to the climax.

Finally, the respected priest began to swear in English.

A sacred and bright sound rang out.

After he finished reciting, he looked at his bride Pei Yan and asked, "Miss Pei Yan, are you willing to marry Mr. Loong Yuchen as your wife?"

Pei Yan did not hesitate at all. Her voice was filled with joy. "I am willing."

Immediately after, the priest started reciting it again and turned to look at the noble man beside him, "Mr. Loong Yuchen, may I ask if you are willing to marry Miss Pei Yan?"

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the two to exchange their oaths.

At this moment, a deep male voice that sounded like a cello called out, "I don't want to."

Even if this sentence was spoken in English, it was enough for everyone present to understand. In the next second, the entire audience burst into a commotion. Everyone was shocked.

Pei Yan suddenly lifted her veil and looked at him in shock, "Yuchen, what did you say!? "Don't you want to marry me?"

Loong Yuchen didn't say anything more. He took out the diamond ring box from his pocket and smirked, "However, today is my wedding, so I must finish it!" It's just that my bride is someone else. "

Qiao Yiyi, like everyone else, was stunned. She covered her mouth with her hands as her bright eyes widened. 'Heavens, what is the groom trying to do?' Why didn't he marry Yan?

As soon as the groom's words fell, his eyes that were as deep as the night sky swept across the shocked guests, and then, his eyes swept across the people around him, and finally, landed on the side of the bridesmaids' group of six. The bridesmaids were all out of breath, and none of them dared to meet his gaze.

Qiao Yiyi was the same. She did not understand why the groom was looking at the bridesmaid's side.

The groom spread his long, proud legs and walked step by step towards the bridesmaids' group as he walked forward with a strong aura.

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