Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

Qin Yaran lowered her head and smiled shyly, and said a little embarrassedly: "You can talk nonsense to make me happy."

"Really, if you don't believe me, look in the mirror." Zhuo Ziyang was a little anxious, and quickly took Qin Yaran's hand to let her look in the mirror.

Qin Yaran walked up to the mirror and looked at herself wearing a wedding dress in the mirror, inexplicably felt a little familiar, as if she had worn a wedding dress everywhere.

She looked at Zhuo Yichen and the other people around her again, feeling a little dizzy, and covered her head with her hands.

"Why so clear?" Song Liyuan saw Qin Yaran's appearance a little bit worried and stepped forward to support her.

"It's okay, maybe I didn't sleep well." Qin Yaran said with a smile.

"I told you not to go to bed so late last night, but you still didn't listen, it's true." Song Liyuan helped Qin Yaran sit on the chair next to her, and gently rubbed her temples.

"How are you? Should the wedding be stopped first?" Zhuo Yichen was also very worried about Qin Yaran's condition, fearing that her dizziness was due to thinking of the past, so he tightly held Qin Yaran's hand.

"It's all right, I'm in good health, just take it easy, the time is almost up?" Qin Yaran patted Zhuo Yichen's hand and said with a smile.

As soon as Qin Yaran finished speaking, Amy came over.

"Mr. Zhuo, Zhuo..." Amy was a little uncomfortable for a while, and Zhuo didn't say anything.

"It's okay, you can call me whatever you want." Qin Yaran pursed her lips and smiled.

"I'm sorry, Miss Qin, the master of ceremonies has arrived, and the two newcomers can go out." Amy said with deep apology.

"Well, I'll wait for you outside." Zhuo Yichen looked at Qin Yaran and said gently.

After Zhuo Yichen went out, Qin Yaran held his heart and looked a little uncomfortable.

"But what's the matter with you?" Song Liyuan felt that Qin Yaran didn't just suffer from lack of sleep.

"It's okay, I suddenly have difficulty breathing, well, we should go out." Qin Yaran touched Song Liyuan's hand and said.

"Mom." Zhuo Ziyang lay on Qin Yaran's lap and looked at Qin Yaran.

"Hey, mom is fine, let's go." Qin Yaran patted Zhuo Ziyang's head.

Song Liyuan frowned and looked at Qin Yaran helplessly, but she still held Qin Yaran's hand and went out.

When the time came, Qin Yaran came out holding Zhuo Ziyang's hand. The moment she came out, everyone present was attracted by Qin Yaran's temperament. As long as a woman has temperament, no matter how old she is, she is still a beauty.

Under everyone's applause and a shower of fireworks, Qin Yaran walked towards the man step by step, holding Zhuo Ziyang's hand with a smile on her face.

However, walking on this stage, seeing himself getting closer and closer to Zhuo Yichen, Qin Yaran felt that this scene became more and more familiar, and even some scenes appeared in his mind that overlapped with the current scene. Let's have a look again On Zhuo Yichen's face, Qin Yaran felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

There was another stabbing pain in his head, Qin Yaran frowned and staggered.

"Mom!" Zhuo Ziyang looked at Qin Yaran nervously.

Qin Yaran covered her head, closed her eyes tightly, and looked a little painful.

"Of course!" Zhuo Yichen worriedly called Qin Yaran's name, and took two steps forward to support her.

Song Liyuan in the audience also looked at Qin Yaran worriedly, Qiao Ruofeng frowned, Qin Yaran's reaction might be because he remembered something.

"Yaran must have thought of something, right?" Mu Hanxuan hurried over and saw Qin Yaran's headache.

"Don't make noise." Qiao Ruofeng glared at Mu Hanxuan.

The two men looked at Qin Yaran worriedly and nervously.

"Did you remember something? Is what I'm looking forward to finally coming?" Qiao Ruoyin thought silently, and couldn't help showing a faint smile on her face.

"Hmph, do you need to be so hypocritical to get married?" Chen Xinyu stood beside her with her arms folded and watched coldly.

"It's okay, I'm fine, maybe I'm a little bored." Qin Yaran looked at Zhuo Yichen and smiled.

"Well, Amy, turn down the heat by one degree." Zhuo Yichen instructed Amy next to her.

"Okay Mr. Zhuo, it has been raised."

"How do you feel?" Zhuo Yichen held Qin Yaran's hand with a worried expression.

Seeing how much Zhuo Yichen cared about him, Qin Yaran could hardly imagine that there was a moment when Zhuo Yichen felt terrible.

"It's much better, I'm sorry." Qin Yaran said a little weakly.

"It's okay, let's start."

"Mr. Zhuo, when you hold Ms. Qin's hand, from this moment on, regardless of poverty or wealth, health or disease, you will care about her, care for her, cherish her, protect her, respect her, take care of her, and be humble. Her, to accompany her, for the rest of my life, forever, are you willing?" The master of ceremonies began to read the host speech.

"I am willing." Zhuo Yichen looked at Qin Yaran affectionately.

"Applause for the bridegroom to witness."

"Oh, it's funny." Chen Xinyu felt extremely uncomfortable watching this scene, tears were about to flow out.

"Miss Qin, when you hold Mr. Zhuo's hand, will you be willing from this moment?"

"I am willing." Qin Yaran looked at Zhuo Yichen with a sweet smile.

"Applause to witness!"

"I am willing too." Chen Xinyu almost said this sentence with tears in his eyes.

Qiao Ruoyin saw Chen Xinyu's sad look from a distance, and then looked at the couple on the stage, feeling a little indescribable in her heart.

"You can only feel heartache when you see it with your own eyes." Qiao Ruoyin whispered, looking at Zhuo Yichen and Qin Yaran with a slight smile.

"Now I ask the little angel to give the two couples their love tokens."

Witnessed by the master of ceremonies and relatives and friends, Zhuo Yichen and Qin Yaran are exchanging rings.

"Congratulations to our couple."

"Slower!"

Everyone's attention was attracted by a female voice. I don't know when it started. From the wedding photos of Zhuo Yichen and Qin Yaran to the current medical certificate on the projector.

"Look at the projector, what is that?"

"Medical certificate? What?"

"Look at the projector."

Guests quickly see what the projector plays.

Holding Qin Yaran's medical certificate in her hand, Wu Yuting pushed open the door and walked over proudly.

"Who is that? Wu Yuting?" A Yuan was taken aback when she saw Wu Yuting appearing here.

"What? That's the unspoken Wu Yuting?" Everyone was also discussing in low voices in the audience.

"Hmph, so what if it's me, Wu Yuting, look at what I'm holding in my hand? It doesn't matter if you can't see clearly, just look at the projector." Wu Yuting walked towards Qin Yaran while holding the medical certificate in her hand, and looked at it. It is not good stubble.

"My God, look quickly, Qin Yaran is infertile!" Someone shouted loudly.