The wedding march slowly played, and Su Liuying walked down the red carpet arm in arm with Quan Tao towards Quan Tianyou, whose gaze was so gentle and affectionate.
Everything seemed so perfect. She wore a white bridal gown like a noble princess, and Quan Tianyou's suit highlighted his innate charisma. He seemed like a prince, smiling as he extended his hand to her.
The prince took the princess's hand, and the two stood before the priest, awaiting the sacred blessing.
"Miss Su Liuying, do you take Mr. Quan Tianyou as your husband?"
Looking at the priest, she earnestly replied, "I do!"
"Mr. Quan Tianyou, do you take Miss Su Liuying as your wife?"
With a tender smile on his face, Quan Tianyou gazed into her eyes and replied, "I do..."
"Tianyou, you can't marry her!"
A woman's voice suddenly interjected. Walking in from the entrance of the hall was a woman whose demeanor was clearly hostile, causing the guests to start murmuring.
