NOVPUBChapter 511: 511, Pregnant? In love?
Chapter 511: 511, Pregnant? In love?
With a “snap,” the grand banquet hall’s main door opened, and the beautiful bride in her radiant, ethereal white wedding gown, holding her father’s hand, began walking towards her handsome groom standing at the podium at the end of the red carpet, clad in a white suit.
Amidst the dazzling array of flowers, Han Wen finally handed Han Qianqian’s hand to Shi Annuo. Shi Annuo tightly grasped Han Qianqian’s hand, his gaze full of affection, as if promising her his commitment for a lifetime.
The officiant asked, “Mr. Shi Annuo, do you take Ms. Han Qianqian to be your wife in matrimony, loving her, caring for her, respecting and accepting her, and being faithful to her until the end of your days, in sickness or in health, for any other reason?”
Shi Annuo responded with a tender smile and a loving gaze towards Han Qianqian: “I do!”
The officiant then turned to Han Qianqian, “Ms. Han Qianqian, do you take Mr. Shi Annuo as your husband, pledging from this moment forward, to be faithful to him, support him, help him, comfort him, accompany him, in sickness or in health, for richer or poorer, until the end of your lives?”
Shi Annuo, smiling and gazing affectionately at Han Qianqian, waited for her to respond.
But Han Qianqian lowered her eyes and remained silent for half a minute without making a sound.
A small stir rippled through the crowd below. Shi Annuo’s heart raced as he looked at Han Qianqian with questioning eyes.
The officiant coughed lightly, reminding, “Ms. Han Qianqian?”
As if in deep thought, Han Qianqian suddenly smiled, looked up at Shi Annuo gently, and then glanced at the crowd below, then started to say with a smile, “I woul…”
Before she could finish, a sudden cry rang out, “You can’t, Annuo! You can’t marry her.”
A sudden voice sounded from the end of the hall. Everyone’s gaze instinctively shifted there, where they saw a beautiful woman, her hair disheveled as she rushed in. “Annuo, you can’t marry her! I’m pregnant! You can’t be married to her.”
The comment made all the guests gasp in shock. The banquet hall fell silent for a moment then suddenly erupted in a clamor.
Murmurs echoed in every corner of the room.
Shi Guozheng, who’d been standing in a corner all this time, watched with enjoyment as Shi Annuo looked flustered. Swirling the red wine in his glass, he let out a cruel smirk. The real drama was about to begin…
And Song Qinghuan, thinking back to the news she had seen earlier, gosh, she wondered if Annuo really had gotten himself into trouble.
Next, a woman knelt in front of Han Qianqian with a thud, “Miss Han, Annuo and I are truly in love. Please don’t tear us apart.”
Song Qinghuan was stunned. Someone had just stormed into the wedding and was trying to wreck Shi Annuo and Han Qianqian’s big day.
Was this a predicament put upon them by Shi Annuo himself, or was someone plotting against them?
And this woman was even claiming to be pregnant.
She glanced at Han Qianqian, who was as pale as a ghost, her fists clenched tightly.
Turning to Shi Annuo, he also seemed utterly shocked, his gaze so fierce as if he wanted to tear the woman who had just run in, apart. “What nonsense are you talking about?”
Thinking about the headline she’d seen earlier, a chill crept up from the bottom of her heart. Song Qinghuan had a strange premonition. Today’s wedding was bound to be ruined.
Han Qianqian was trembling all over. The bouquet in her hand had somehow fallen to the ground, and she stood stiffly, unmoving. She forced a smile, whispering the words “Pregnant? In love?” as if she were terrified to disturb anything.
