Mo Beiyan forcefully embraced her as they walked to the emcee's stand.
Tong Ran stopped, her eyes slightly moistening.
Mo Beiyan took her hand, which was covered by a white silk glove, and found that a ring was already on her ring finger. Tong Ran pulled her hand back, "I can't take this off. This is my wedding ring with Mo Nanjue."
Meanwhile.
On the other side—
Mo Nanjue and Su Qingtian walked to the stand, the bridesmaid handed over the ring, the man's expression was indifferent, not moving a bit, Su Qingtian reached out to take it and handed it to him, "Second Young Master..."
Mo Nanjue lifted his gaze, "Throw it away, it doesn't matter whether it's worn or not."
Su Qingtian clenched the velvet box tightly, the bridesmaid spoke up seeing the situation, "Second Young Master, how can you not wear a ring for a wedding? It's still..."
"Who stipulates that a wedding must have rings?" Mo Nanjue sneered, "Who can guarantee that it won't be taken off?"
"..."
