It was a magnificent ceremony. Long Linger wore a pure white wedding dress, and under the sunlight, the long white bridal train was as sacred and beautiful as a cloud. Wearing the wedding dress, she appeared radiant and captivating. Under the white veil, her pretty face was adorned with a bright smile, with bright eyes and white teeth, her laughter delicately charming. She held the groom's arm, stepping onto the high steps...
"Miss Long, do you take Lin Zhi as your husband..."
In front of her, Lin Zhi, dressed in a well-tailored suit, wore the same blissful smile on his face.
"I do..." Long Linger answered loudly.
"No, Lingling, you can't marry him!"
Yeh Huang rushed out from the crowd, running up the steps, but the steps were so high, reaching into the clouds, and he couldn't reach the top no matter how he ran.
"Why not?"
"Lingling, I love you. The person you should marry is me!" He shouted loudly, roaring.
