C7 (2/2)

”I'm here!” Ning Muchen replied obediently, as if she was asked to do so in university.

The door handle was pressed down, and the sound of orderly footsteps, as well as the sound of wheels being pushed into her ears, could be heard.

He came in just like that? What kind of mess was this!

Ning Muchen's mind filled with all sorts of crazy thoughts. Had the White Silk Lock entered, was he poisoned, or was he covered by a sheet with a saber or spear hidden in it?

She watched spook movies a lot, and that's how it went.

The butler walked in courteously and broke Ning Muchen's fantasy.

”Miss Ning, we will follow the orders of the President Ao to help you dress up.”

Butler Ou had a kind face, carrying a slight request, he lowered his head and smiled: ”Miss Ning, please cooperate with us. It's getting late, we still need to go to the wedding site.”

Since she agreed to his request so foolishly last night, she couldn't refuse it. Besides, she couldn't escape even if she wanted to.

”Fine.” Ning Muchen reluctantly agreed.

He never thought that a forced bride would be so easy to deal with. Butler Ou heaved a sigh of relief, and got the ladies to help him clean up.

Not long after, a peerless beauty appeared in the mirror.

In the mirror, the beautiful woman wore a white European wedding dress decorated with heavy work lace around her skirt and shoulders.

In truth, Ning Muchen was also surprised by herself, not because she was narcissistic, but because she lived her entire life at her adoptive parents' home. She never wore any kind of beautiful clothes, and the most fitting clothes were just her white shirts and jeans.

Who would have thought that in regards to such a hasty marriage, Ao Jingmo would actually put so much effort into it?

Thinking of this, Ning Muchen really had a feeling of marrying a lover. Her eyes reddened, and she felt a bit sour.

North Hall Church.

Ao Jingmo was dressed in a black suit and holding a flower tied to a fan as he stood under the spotlight.

The red carpet beneath their feet was covered with white rose petals, and the media reporters on both sides of the stage were gathered in a circle. There were not many guests below the stage, and each of them was of noble status as a pair.

The marriage carriage drove all the way to the outside of the church, and Butler Ou opened the door of the car. Ning Muchen supported Butler Ou's hand as he got off the car, and the pair of exquisite crystal high heels slowly landed on the ground. However, in the next second, they almost sprinted towards his feet.

The few ladies who were receiving him outside earlier came up in an orderly manner to help tidy up the twelve meter long dress. After that, Ning Muchen walked into the wedding church under the guidance of the staff member.

Ning Muchen looked up, seeing that Ao Jingmo, who was in the church, had slowly turned around. He looked like a noble envoy, his black suit matched with the white church, it was unknown if he was a demon or an angel who saved her.