Kang Chen held Ming Mei's hand, nodding, "I will never betray her in this life."
How could he bear to let her feel sad or upset? In this life, she was his only woman. The others, the good and the bad, he no longer saw them.
The old man nodded.
Kang Chen and Ming Mei stood facing each other, Kang Chen looked at her seriously, "My bride is truly beautiful."
Ming Mei smiled, "And my groom is also very handsome."
Kang Chen said, "Today has nothing—no officiant, no priest in a church, nothing at all. Will you feel regret?"
Ming Mei laughed, "I have you."
A priest or officiant doesn't matter; having the groom present is enough. This man is the most important thing.
Ming Mei's three words made all of Kang Chen's previous nervousness vanish in an instant. Indeed, with him here, their wedding was not for others to see, but for themselves.
Although this wedding was meant to be witnessed by the entire nation, to the two of them, this wedding was just for them, the groom and the bride.
