The day of Huo Beiting and Qiao Kexin's wedding finally came. It was in early May, flowery, fresh, and pleasant. Xia Ranran felt dizzy in the morning; however, as the bridesmaid, she had to be present.

After She and Qiao Kexin arrived at the hotel where the wedding was held, a man in a tuxedo came over. "Hi, Ranran, I' m the best man today."

It was Lin Moyu, who Ranran had not seen for some days. Ranran was a bit awkward and smiled faintly, "Hello."

"You don't look well, are you ok?" Lin Moyu looked at her pale and slim face with concern.

"Ranran may just be tired." Qiao Kexin smiled, "Moyu, take her to rest for a while. You guys don't need to be here for me for the time being."

"I'm fine." Ranran clenched her fingers and said bitterly, "I want to see your wedding."

"Good. You gotta drink a lot of wine for me when others toast me later." Said Qiao Kexin cheerfully.

The grand and luxurious wedding officially started, and everything was going as planned. The bride and groom exchanged rings, introduced their love stories; the groom kissed the bride ...

Ranran stared blankly at the dazzling couple on the stage. She recalled that Huo Beiting whispered in her ear, "Ranran, trust me, I will marry you. Be my bride..." Unknowingly, tears blurred her vision, and she couldn' t see anything clearly ...

During the toast, Ranran drank one glass after another for Qiao Kexin. She did n' t know how much she had drunk. Huo Beiting was indifferent to her.

Lin Moyu, on the other hand, was a little worried. After Ranran plied herself with another glass of white wine, he dragged her away, "Ranran, you can' t drink anymore."

"I want to drink." Ranran giggled and mumbled, "I am happy today. I want to drink a lot. You know what? Huo Beiting is my elder brother. We have different fathers and mothers, but he is my stepbrother."

"But your stomach will hurt if you keep drinking." Lin Moyu sighed and said lovingly, "Let' s grab some food."

Ranran stared at him blankly and suddenly said: "Moyu, do you like me?"

Lin Moyu nodded without thinking, "Of course, Ranran. I like you, and I admire you."

"Will you marry me?" Ranran grabbed his hand like someone was about to drown had seized the life-saving driftwood, "Lin Moyu, take me away from the HUO's. Marry me!"

"Er..." Lin Moyu was astonished, confused, and nervous, "Ranran, are you sure? You've just graduated and you're at a critical point of your career path..."

"I don't care." Ranran interrupted him, with tears streaming down her face, "I want to get married; I want to have my own family. If you like me, take me right away."

"Alright, don't cry, I'll take you away." Lin Moyu could no longer suppress his love for her and kissed the girl's tearful eyes. "Ranran, don't cry. We'll get married."

"Let go of her!" Suddenly, a cold and furious shout came from behind them, and then Lin Moyu and Ranran were separated. It was who Huo Beiting stood behind them with fury.