Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 994: 993 Wedding (Part 4) Chapter 994: 993 Wedding (Part 4) Wen Ran’s eyes blurred with tears, making it impossible to see the man on the big screen clearly.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Mo Xiuchen, who was wiping away her tears. His handsome features were close at hand, his crisp and mature masculine scent entering her nostrils with her breaths, filling her lungs and coursing through her entire body, in every nerve ending.

A pampering curve formed on Mo Xiuchen’s lips as he patiently and gently wiped her tears, softly saying, “If you keep crying, your makeup will run.”

Wen Ran pursed her lips and sobbed, “That’s all your fault.”

“It is my fault. If I had known you would cry like this, I really shouldn’t have let you wear makeup,” Mo Xiuchen said, the smile at the corner of his mouth growing richer.

The video on the big screen continued, showing a happy scene where Mo Xiuchen held her as they sat on the couch watching television, and in the office, where a glance upward would meet the other’s tender smile, peaceful through the years.

As the guests were moved by their happiness, showing relieved smiles, a heart-wrenching scene then impacted their hearts.

With a hotel as the background, the illustration depicted a man wrapping his arms around a woman from behind, tears dripping onto her neck.

“Ranran, I love you…”

…

“Mo Xiuchen really made every woman in the room cry today,” Gu Kai glanced around at all the guests, none of whom remained untouched by Mo Xiuchen’s love. Especially the female guests, each one holding a tissue.

He himself also had moist eyes, though he forcibly held back his tears.

Wen Jin glanced at him lightly, her gaze returning to the screen, silently saying in her heart, “Ranran, after enduring so much hardship, you must return to happiness in the future.”

Qin Mu’s gaze swept over Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, lingered for a second or two, and then looked toward the big screen. He felt fortunate that he had jumped off the cliff with Ranran back then…

Luo Haofeng had been recording, live streaming to Bai Xiaoxiao in D Country.

Since she was abroad, Mo Xiuchen hadn’t notified her. Now, Bai Xiaoxiao could only watch the wedding scene through video, the tissues on her table already numbering over a dozen.

No wonder Ranran could break free from her past vows and return to Mo Xiuchen’s side.

Based on today’s wedding alone, Mo Xiuchen deserved Ranran’s unconditional love. They were the most moving couple she had seen in her over twenty years of life.

Different backgrounds in the images, but the same two people.

Different emotions, but the same deep love.

Truly engraved deeply, by the end of the illustrations, Mo Xiuchen appeared on the big screen, his gaze warm and affectionate as he looked forward, “Ranran, whether in this life or the next, you are my only love.”

“Whether in this life or the next, you are my only love.” This phrase pushed the special confession to a climax, and the audience below burst into intense applause of blessings.

Indeed, whether today’s guests were family, friends, or clients, no matter their usual relations, at this moment, all sincerely blessed the newlyweds.

The guests’ attention returned to Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran.

Because of the sudden confession on the big screen, the master of ceremonies hadn’t opened his mouth but had instead surprised everyone unexpectedly. For a moment, everyone ignored the unremarkable master of ceremonies.

In fact, the master of ceremonies felt that his presence was unnecessary today. He did not play any role; Mo Xiuchen seemed to have also forgotten there was a master of ceremonies.

After wiping her tears, as the applause died down, Mo Xiuchen made a heartfelt confession, “Ranran, I love you.”

After speaking, he took her hand, pulled out a diamond ring, and tenderly slid it onto her finger. Then he bent his head and gently kissed her hand.

“Ranran, put this on for me.”

Mo Xiuchen had just taken off her previous diamond ring in the room, this new pair of rings having been specially ordered from abroad.

“Okay.”

Wen Ran took the ring and also placed it on his finger.

After placing the rings, amidst the excited cheers of the guests, Mo Xiuchen pulled her into his embrace, lowered his head, and kissed her lips.

The photographers, only then fully awakening, continuously snapped photos with their cameras. The kiss was interrupted by the sharp ring of a cellphone.

The caller was Bai Xiaoxiao from D Country.

Wen Ran’s cellphone was not on her, Bai Xiaoxiao had called Luo Haofeng’s phone. They were close by, and when Luo Haofeng daringly shouted to Wen Ran, “Ranran, your phone,” Mo Xiuchen had to release Wen Ran with a cold look towards Luo Haofeng.

Luo Haofeng raised his eyebrows, stood up, took two steps forward, and handed his phone to Wen Ran, “Ranran, Xiaoxiao is calling.”

Wen Ran’s eyes flickered as she took the phone.

Only then did Mo Xiuchen see the thoroughly ignored master of ceremonies. The grand wedding ceremony appeared to have been casually concluded by him.

The master of ceremonies gave him an awkward smile, his hands slightly outspread.

Mo Xiuchen, without any hint of remorse on his face, calmly walked to the microphone, waved his hand to dismiss him, indicating he could leave the stage.

“Ranran, happy wedding day.”

Across the Pacific Ocean, Bai Xiaoxiao’s blessing came from the phone, light and joyful.

Wen Ran’s eyes beamed with a bright smile, “Xiaoxiao, I’m sorry, I didn’t know beforehand, so I didn’t notify you.”

“Knowing that makes me feel a bit better. I was really angry because you didn’t tell me about such an important event as your wedding. But it’s okay, I’ve watched the entire wedding through live stream. Just now, interrupting Mo Xiuchen kissing you was a little revenge.”

Wen Ran laughed at Bai Xiaoxiao’s words, turning her eyes toward Luo Haofeng, who had already returned to his seat. He was also looking at her, and as he saw her look his way, he raised his handsome eyebrows and quietly pointed toward Mo Xiuchen, who was speaking to the guests.

Following Luo Haofeng’s gaze, Wen Ran looked up at the stage, and Mo Xiuchen, feeling her gaze, immediately looked over.

He gave her a tender smile, then turned back to continue speaking, “…I thank Heaven for allowing me to meet Ranran, and after our parting, to reunite once more…”

“Xiaoxiao, was it Luo Haofeng who live-streamed for you?”

Wen Ran asked through the phone.

“Yes, if it wasn’t for him, I really would have missed your wedding. Ranran, I guess you and Mo Xiuchen might go on a honeymoon, right? Why don’t you come to D Country for your honeymoon and hang out with me?”

Bai Xiaoxiao knew she was daydreaming, but she couldn’t help but blurt it out.

Given Mo Xiuchen’s style, he and Ranran’s honeymoon would naturally be in a world undisturbed by anyone else; how could they go to D Country and bring her as the third wheel?

Wen Ran blinked blankly, “I don’t know, Mo Xiuchen hasn’t told me…”

Before she could finish her sentence, a large hand stretched out, directly snatched the phone away, and spoke into the phone: