No matter how familiar they were with Lu Ming.
Just by seeing the national level musicians here, such grandeur, such arrangements.
They could immediately tell how much Lu Ming loved his wife, especially with his sweet nothings.
He held the bride in his arms and refused to let go.
Sitting in the front row, Wu Xiujuan was blushing uncontrollably, whispering, "The Priest hasn't read the vows yet!"
Lu Ming was nonchalant, not feeling embarrassed at all, but proud. He was simply too anxious due to his love for his wife.
He smiled at Jing Yiren, turned his gaze to the Priest, and spoke like a gentleman. "Continue!"
"..." Lu Ming was not embarrassed at all, but the priest in the black robe was.
Let's start again.
