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Yi Lan sat before her dressing table, quietly looking at herself in the mirror. An hour had passed, and she had only just finished applying her makeup. Now she was lost in thought. In the mirror's reflection, she could see the milky-white wedding dress hanging on the rack behind her and a bouquet of red roses in a vase, which Yang Pan had specially sent someone to deliver that morning. Lately, she had been receiving flowers from Yang Pan every day, always red roses. At first, she complained to Sophie that Yang Pan was too vulgar and couldn't think of sending any other kind of flower, insisting on sending big, bright red roses that looked like a profession of love from the 1970s.

Later, Yang Pan sent them every day, and she became speechless. How could this man, who didn't understand romance and argued with her every day, put so much thought into studying the meaning of flowers? It was already good enough that he remembered to send flowers every day. Fine, what was she expecting?

Today was the wedding. She felt expectant, yet also a little nervous. She had never experienced it before, not even attended someone else's wedding. This was truly the first time in her life, and she didn't even know what to do.

If only her mother were still here. At least she could ask her. As for her muddle-headed father, forget it. Maybe he had even forgotten what his own wedding was like.

Sophie had already left for Zhang Jun's place. They would be the best man and maid of honor later. She wasn't by her side now, and besides, Sophie had never experienced this kind of scene either, so asking her wouldn't get her anywhere.

She only hoped that she wouldn't make too much of a fool of herself.

There was a knock at the door behind her.

"Come in!"

The door opened, and her father appeared in the mirror.

"Haven't finished your makeup yet?" Her big-bearded father looked at the messy cosmetics on the dressing table and then at his daughter sitting in front of the mirror, lost in thought. He asked, "The groom's decorated car will be here soon."

Yi Lan shook her head. "But I'm not ready yet... Dad, what was it like when you and Mom got married?"

The big-bearded man looked at the ceiling, as if reminiscing. "What was it like? Well, you know that your grandma and grandpa were very much against your mom marrying me at that time, but she still insisted on marrying me. So we didn't even have a wedding. We just exchanged rings in the church and then swore before the priest, and that was it."

"No wedding..." Yi Lan was a little disappointed.

"Apart from the flowers prepared in the church, we didn't even have a wedding party. But that was a day I will never forget because it was my first time with your mother. Your mother looked especially beautiful in her white wedding dress that day. Yi Lan, you know, the proudest choice I ever made in my life was marrying your mother."

"Hehe, of course I know, because you've told me countless times."

The big-bearded man smiled sheepishly, then stood behind Yi Lan, carefully scrutinizing his daughter in the mirror. "The more I look at you, the more you look like your mother. That kid Yang Pan is so lucky..."

Yi Lan's face in the mirror turned red.

The big-bearded man laughed heartily. "Look at your little face, as red as those red roses. Yang Pan is a thoughtful man, remembering to send such a big bouquet of red roses every day. Twenty-four years, and you're about to leave your father's side. The little bird's wings have grown strong..."

"Dad..." Yi Lan heard the reluctance in her father's tone. Since her mother passed away, and they were forced to move to Italy, she had always lived with her father. She had never thought about leaving her father before. Sometimes, she even wished she could stay with her father like this forever. "I can't bear to leave you..." She snuggled into her father's arms, acting spoiled. After this, she wouldn't even have the chance to act spoiled.

"Silly girl, you've met a man who's more outstanding than your father, so there's no need to stay by my side. A father can't tie his daughter down for life. It's not like we won't see each other again. Just come back and visit Dad often, okay?" He raised his hand to check his watch; it was getting late. "Hurry up and put on your makeup and change your clothes. I think if the groom comes later and you haven't changed your clothes yet, you'll be embarrassed."

"Hmph! If he comes, I'll make him wait. Would he dare to have any objections?"

The big-bearded man laughed again and then turned to walk out. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and asked Yi Lan, "Yi Lan, are you really not going to let your grandma and grandpa's family attend your wedding?"

Yi Lan snorted coldly. "I stopped considering them my grandma and grandpa long ago, the family who didn't even want Mom. They'll only ruin my mood if they come."

"Oh, actually, they still care about you. They often write letters to inquire about your situation. I heard that you're getting married, and they seem very enthusiastic..."

"Dad, it's my wedding today. Can we not talk about this, please?"

The big-bearded man smiled wryly and left.

Leaving Yi Lan to sigh at the mirror again, "Mom, your daughter is getting married too. Dad is very good to me; he never objected to my marriage with Yang Pan. It's just that I'm leaving, and I'm a little reluctant to leave him. Dad's hair is getting grayer and grayer... I really hope there's someone to take care of him."

Yi Lan was talking to herself when she suddenly realized that her eyes were wet. Afraid that her tears would ruin her freshly applied makeup, she simply got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face again, then sat back at the dressing table and focused on applying her makeup.

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Early in the morning, Yang Pan's house was already bustling with activity. His parents and several elders had come to see how Yang Pan was preparing, and Li Yongle had also been pulled over by Yang Pan to help.

"Hey, Pan Pan, are you ready yet?" His mother looked at the people going in and out of the door and stretched her head into the house to ask loudly.

"Almost! Almost!" Yang Pan replied from inside. He was putting on his tuxedo. He had never worn such formal attire, even when the club held banquets. He was really feeling a bit flustered now.

And his phone kept ringing. Some were about wedding preparations, asking for his advice, and some were reporters calling to request interviews.

Yang Pan threw his phone to Li Yongle, who was watching the show from the side. "Deal with those people for me."

Li Yongle answered the phone and started dealing with the calls in a serious manner. "Yes, hello. No, we are not accepting interviews. Yes, this wedding is a private affair. Yang Pan does not want the media to be present. Because the guests attending the wedding are all relatives and friends..."

"How are the preparations for the banquet? How about the church? The pastor? Are they all ready? Okay, okay, then everything as planned. You guys keep it up. How about the parking arrangements at that place? Okay, no problem."

"Hey, how's the decoration of the bridal car outside? Oh, hurry up, the bride is getting impatient!"

Li Yongle suddenly put down the phone and shouted outside, "I said, those who have nothing to do, get out! So many people crammed in the house are just making trouble! And also, persuade those reporters outside to leave."

Yang Pan watched Li Yongle giving instructions one by one, and then tsked and sighed, "That's why I had to drag you over to help, instead of pulling in Kaka and Anke, those two idiots... Those who get backstabbed really have the talent to command. With you here, I'm really much more relaxed."

Li Yongle smiled. "I'm just a clear-headed bystander. On my wedding day, I guess I won't be much better than you."

"You're getting married?" Yang Pan thought of what Li Yongle had said to Zhang Jun. "Ah, I guess I won't live to see that day..."

Li Yongle pushed him with a smile, "Okay, come out now, your parents are getting impatient."

Yang Pan walked to the mirror again, looked at himself from all sides, and then asked Li Yongle, "Is everything really okay? I didn't wear anything wrong, did I?"

Li Yongle nodded. "Quite a spirited young man."

When Yang Pan opened the door and walked out, his parents looked at him and didn't say anything for a long time, making Yang Pan feel uneasy. "Is there anything wrong?"

"No, no," his mother said with a smile. "It's just that I can't believe this is actually my son. Hey, old man, when did our Pan Pan become so handsome?"

His father stroked his chin and nodded. "Yeah, not bad, very much like me when I was young. Yang Pan has always been very handsome, hasn't he, son?"

Yang Pan watched his parents still joking with each other and felt that everything was going smoothly today. Today was his big day, how could it not go smoothly?

His mother checked her watch and then exclaimed, "Oh dear! It's getting late, Pan Pan, hurry up and go pick up Yi Lan, I guess she's getting impatient."

Yang Pan nodded and then said to Li Yongle, who was next to him, "Then I'll leave everything here to you. You're in charge of arranging for my parents and relatives to go to the church. I'll go straight there after picking up Yi Lan."

Li Yongle agreed.

Yang Pan picked up his car keys and went out the door.

The car serving as the bridal car today was not his beloved Hummer, but an Opel convertible he had bought specifically for this wedding. The color was still his favorite red. The convertible was covered with ribbons and flowers, making it clear to everyone that this was a car picking up the bride. Now, this convertible was quietly parked at the entrance of the garage, waiting to take him to pick up his bride.

The paparazzi outside the door watched Yang Pan come out, and the flashes went off immediately. Yang Pan ignored them, got into the car, and started the engine. His mother rushed out of the house and instructed him, "Be careful on the road, Pan Pan!"

"Got it! You guys just follow Li Yongle to the church later." Yang Pan waved his hand and drove the car out of the courtyard.

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When Yi Lan finally appeared in front of her father, even the big-bearded father had to marvel at his daughter's beauty today.

The traditional white wedding dress, the wide skirt draped on the ground, the pure white head veil draped behind her head, a milky white chain draped on her forehead, and the platinum necklace that Yang Pan had given her around her neck. The whole ensemble was pure white, yet it felt so charming.

Yi Lan smiled slightly at the stunned big-bearded man, "Dad."

The big-bearded man came back to his senses, shook his head and sighed, "My daughter is really beautiful today. Are you all ready?"

"Yes."

"Then go back to your room and wait. I guess Yang Pan will be here soon."

"Can't I wait in the living room?" Yi Lan wanted to chat with her father.

"Silly girl, who has ever heard of a bride sitting in the living room waiting for the groom? Be a good girl and wait for the groom to come and pick you up, and then deliberately pretend to be a little reserved. I want to see what that kid Yang Pan will do, haha!"

Yi Lan thought for a moment, and it seemed interesting to tease Yang Pan like that, so she did as her father said.

She returned to her bedroom. She really wanted to lie down on the bed like usual, but looking at her expensive wedding dress, she was afraid of wrinkling it. She had no choice but to sit in front of the dressing table. After sitting for a while, she stood up again and walked around the room. After walking around the room a few times, she stopped and started looking out the window.

She was looking forward to Yang Pan's arrival, but she was very nervous inside. The thought of becoming someone else's wife in the future was a feeling she had never experienced before.

So she was restless, unable to sit or stand still. She just looked at the wall clock, and the ticking of the second hand made her panic.

Ah, come slowly, come slowly, I'm not ready yet!

Hmm... Why hasn't he come yet? I'll go look out the window again...

Every time there was the sound of a car horn downstairs, she would jump up and rush to the window, and then each time she would retreat in disappointment.

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Yang Pan stopped at the intersection, the light was red. Five hundred meters past the intersection ahead was Yi Lan's house. He took advantage of this time to look at his hairstyle in the rearview mirror. Fortunately, the styling gel worked well. Although it had been blown by the wind, his hairstyle hadn't been messed up. He was thinking about how he should pick Yi Lan up when he arrived. He was the first of his friends to get married, and there wasn't even one person around him who could provide experience.

Neither the groom nor the bride had any experience... But as far as marriage is concerned, having experience may not necessarily be a good thing.

People on the road were looking at him because his bridal car was too dazzling, and everyone knew that the person sitting in the car was Yang Pan. Someone on the bus next to him cheered for him, and someone else was congratulating him. In fact, he was a little worried at first, afraid of being surrounded on the road. But all the way here, it was like this. When people saw him, they congratulated, applauded, and cheered for him. No one had a malicious attitude towards him, not even the Inter Milan fans had anything bad to say. Maybe it was because he was getting married today. This was a major happy event in life, and no one would disturb him.

Seeing that everyone was so friendly, he also waved friendly greetings to them.

The green light came on, and he had to continue to pick up his bride.

Finally, he drove to the outside of Yi Lan's house. He parked the car on the side of the road and then walked up to knock on the door.

The big-bearded man opened the door.

"Big Beard, where's Yi Lan?" Yang Pan stretched his head to look inside the house.

"Hey, I'm going to be your father-in-law, so stop calling me Big Beard. Call me Dad, or I won't let you in the house, haha!" The big-bearded man grinned lewdly.

Yang Pan rolled his eyes unhappily. He still liked to joke so much... But thinking about it, even though he and Yi Lan were already engaged, he didn't seem to have seriously called this big-bearded man "Dad" even once, so it wasn't too much to ask, so he honestly and sincerely called out, "Dad, I'm here to pick up Yi Lan."

The big-bearded man's eyes narrowed with laughter. "I finally have a son, so okay then, Yi Lan is upstairs in her bedroom, but whether she comes out or not depends on you."

Yang Pan didn't care, he had his own way to make Yi Lan come out.

Upstairs, Yang Pan knocked on the door first: "Yi Lan? Let's go, we're going to church."

Yi Lan's voice rang out from inside: "People aren't ready yet..."

"It's been two and a half hours, even if you were a snail, you should be ready!"

Yi Lan inside rolled her eyes: Is this what a groom says to his bride? You stupid Yang Pan, can't you be a little gentler and go along with what I say?

"I don't want to... Wait for me a little longer..." Yi Lan pretended to be spoiled, but her stomach was about to hurt from laughing. "People are nervous..." No, I can't say any more, otherwise I'm going to burst out laughing.

Yang Pan sighed helplessly, then looked down at his watch. If Yi Lan kept making a fuss like this, the forty-odd people would be left cooling off over there. He twisted the doorknob and found that it wasn't locked. Hehe, he smiled, then suddenly pushed the door open and saw Yi Lan sitting on the chair, looking at her fingernails in boredom.

Yi Lan was startled and jumped up from the chair when she saw Yang Pan suddenly barged in.

Without saying a word, Yang Pan stepped forward and put his arms around her waist, then hugged her in his arms and walked downstairs.

Yi Lan shouted anxiously, "Hey! What are you doing! Let me go! Let me go! I have feet, I can walk!" Yang Pan ignored her and just carried her downstairs. When he reached the living room, he saw the big-bearded man and said to him, "Dad, we're going to the church first, you can come over later."

The big-bearded man looked at his daughter, who was floundering in Yang Pan's arms like a drowning child, and laughed, "Haha, good, good, I'll go myself later, you guys go first!" His daughter still needed Yang Pan to be tough to keep her in check. The two of them checking each other was really a good match.

Carrying Yi Lan out the door and to the car, he didn't even open the door and put Yi Lan directly into the passenger seat.

Then he walked around and didn't open the door either, he just jumped in.

Yang Pan smiled at Yi Lan, who was still pouting next to him, "Hey, bride, we're going to get married, not attend a funeral, don't look so sad."

Yi Lan didn't pout anymore, she snorted, obviously still unhappy that Yang Pan had hugged her and exposed her in front of everyone without asking. She was a girl, even if the person hugging her was her husband... she would still be a little embarrassed.

Yang Pan honked the horn, "Fasten your seat belt, we're going to the church!"

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This was a small Gothic church in the suburbs of Milan. Yang Pan decided to keep a low profile, so he arranged the church in this small place. There were such inconspicuous small churches all over Milan, and no one would pay attention to them at all. Because Yi Lan's family was Catholic, Yang Pan arranged this religious wedding to respect his wife's religious beliefs. As for himself, he was an atheist anyway, had no religious beliefs, so any form of wedding was fine.

Zhang Jun and Sophie, as the best man and maid of honor, had already prepared and were waiting in the church. Apart from the pastor who was presiding over the wedding and some staff who were busy arranging the venue, there was no one else. The main force had not arrived yet. The two of them were sitting in the last row of the church, watching the busy people.

Zhang Jun was also wearing a black tuxedo today, while Sophie was wearing a light yellow wedding dress, but her wedding dress was much dimmer than Yi Lan's, but in Zhang Jun's eyes, Sophie still looked charming in her wedding dress.

He kept turning his head to look at Sophie from time to time. At least he had seen what Sophie looked like in a wedding dress. It was just that on the day he and Sophie got married, the one Sophie wore would definitely not be such a shabby one.

Because it was a suburb, there were few people coming, and most of the snow outside the church had not melted, and the snow-white snow reflected the sunlight, making the church look bright.

Sophie snuggled in Zhang Jun's arms, "I wonder what our wedding will be like..."

Zhang Jun put his arms around her shoulders and patted her gently, "There will definitely be many people, it will definitely be very lively. I want to make you the happiest person in the world." He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, and the pastor was sitting on the high platform in front of them looking very bored, so he decided to go and play.

So he got up and grabbed Sophie, "Let's go, let's simulate it first, accumulate some experience, hehe."

The two ran to the stage, and then pretended to stand on the stage, imitating a wedding.

At this time, the pastor next to him smiled and reminded them, "That's wrong, it's not like this. You have to sit on the bench over there." He pointed to the bench to the left of the two.

Sophie stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, and then pulled Zhang Jun, who was equally embarrassed, to sit on the chair.

The pastor picked up the Bible and walked up to the two of them, "What? Are the best man and maid of honor getting married today too?" He still had a smile on his face.

"Ah... no, I was just curious, so I came up to take a look, please don't mind." Zhang Jun waved his hand quickly.

The pastor stood to their left, picked up the Bible, and looked at the two of them, "It's okay, they haven't come yet anyway, I'll warm up too, haha!"

Then he stood still, stopped joking, and looked at the two somewhat cramped young people with a smile on his face, but also solemnly and solemnly. He slowly read, "Please turn to Corinthians Chapter 13... Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails."

With the pastor's slow but cadenced recitation, Zhang Jun and Yi Lan gradually didn't feel cramped, they all calmed down to listen to the pastor read this classic marriage teaching.

After reading it, the pastor looked at Zhang Jun and Yi Lan again, very satisfied with their performance.

Then came the vow procedure that many people were familiar with. The pastor just opened his mouth, planning to ask Zhang Jun, when he suddenly remembered that he didn't know the names of the two of them, and he couldn't call them "best man and maid of honor", could he?

So he changed to a relaxed expression and asked the two of them, "Tell me your names."

"Zhang Jun."

"Sophie."

"Zhang Jun, Sophie..." The pastor muttered a few times, then started again.

"Zhang Jun, do you take Sophie to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?"

Listening to this question that he would often hear in TV movies, Zhang Jun really felt as if today was the day he and Sophie were getting married. He suddenly felt excited about his spur-of-the-moment decision. He didn't expect that he would experience the feeling of getting married earlier than Yang Pan.

The pastor was still looking at him, and Sophie was also quietly waiting for his answer.

Zhang Jun nodded, "I do."

The pastor turned to Sophie again, "Sophie, do you take Zhang Jun to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?"

Sophie said shyly but firmly, "I do!"

The pastor nodded with a smile, then turned to the stage and asked, "Does anyone object to the marriage of Zhang Jun and Sophie?"

Zhang Jun and Sophie wondered who the pastor was asking. They also turned their heads to look back, and they were startled, Kaka and Anke, Pirlo and his girlfriend were standing under the stage, smiling and looking at them.

They blushed immediately and wanted to run down. But the pastor stopped them, "The wedding is just halfway through, how can the bride and groom run away?"

"That's right, you must persevere until you kiss each other!" Anke chimed in with malicious intent.

Even Pirlo was joking, "I really didn't expect two couples to get married at the same time today, I'm so lucky."

Kaka was saying, "Hang in there, we need to warm up too. Haha."

The two had no choice but to turn back.

The pastor looked at the two and then said, "You must not have prepared wedding rings, so let's skip the exchange of rings. You can just kiss the bride now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Anke started booing, "That's right! Isn't that what all the previous ceremonies were for?"

Sophie's face was as red as a ripe apple. Zhang Jun didn't know whether he should listen to the pastor.

The pastor's gentle voice rang in his ear, "You have to complete the wedding ceremony."

Zhang Jun closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, isn't it just kissing in front of everyone? What's the big deal? Besides, this is not exactly in front of everyone, it's just a few people.

He moved closer to Sophie, but saw that Sophie had already closed her eyes shyly. Her eyelashes were still trembling slightly, her lips were slightly open, and below her red lips were her white teeth, which looked really tempting...

Zhang Jun couldn't help but lower his head and put his lips on Sophie's.

"Wow-" the people below clapped and screamed.

Both of their faces were red.

After a long time... it seemed like a long time, Sophie finally pushed Zhang Jun away and complained, "How long are you going to kiss me like this?"

Zhang Jun was even more embarrassed, looking at his friends who were laughing so hard that they couldn't stand up straight, he had to change the subject.

"Why did you guys come so early? Where's Li Yongle? Where's the main force?"

Kaka waved his hand, "They're all behind. We didn't want to squeeze with so many people, so we came early, and we didn't expect to see such a wonderful wedding, haha!"

Zhang Jun rolled his eyes and was brought back by Kaka again. He looked at Pirlo next to Kaka, "Did only you come to Milan?"

Pirlo was afraid that Zhang Jun would misunderstand something, so he quickly explained, "Well, Yang Pan didn't want the wedding to be too high-profile. He was afraid that there would be too many stars, and there would be paparazzi everywhere, so he asked me to represent the entire Milan team. A club official will also be present to express congratulations."

"Oh, I see..." He pulled Sophie and turned to nod to the pastor. "Is the ceremony over?"

The pastor smiled beside him, "It's been over for a long time."

Only then did Zhang Jun pull Sophie off the stage and came to his friends, and then took Anke to "vent his anger": "Anke must be very envious just now, right?"

Sure enough, Anke snorted and didn't answer. He was indeed very envious, envious that Zhang Jun could stand on that stage with Sophie, while he could only be an onlooker.

Suddenly Kaka's phone rang. He answered it and then told everyone, "They're almost here, Yang Pan and Yi Lan should be on their way too. Are we ready here?"

Someone answered him below, "We've been ready for a long time, we're just waiting for the wedding to begin."

"Well, then Zhang Jun and Sophie, you guys go and rest for a while too, I'll call you when Yang Pan and the others come."

Zhang Jun nodded and pulled Sophie to rest on the side.

They had experienced a wedding once, although it was just an "exercise", it still made Zhang Jun and Sophie a little excited. When he thought of the pastor's solemn question, it made him feel that getting married was a very sacred thing.

He didn't know how others viewed marriage, but he personally felt that marriage was a very, very important thing in life, and it couldn't be taken lightly, not even a little bit. Because the person who was holding his hand and walking into the church with him would be the person who would be with him for the rest of his life. He was devoted to his relationship, so he wouldn't be like some people who were thinking about divorce right after getting married. He never thought about divorce, he only thought about how to live with Sophie. Be romantic on Valentine's Day, birthdays, and wedding anniversaries, and the usual life should contain warmth in the ordinary. When you have children, you have to worry about them... In short, that's it.

Have you heard Su Rui's old song "Holding Hands"? The lyrics are pretty much this feeling.

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Soon, the main force led by Li Yongle rushed in, a forty-car convoy, followed by reporters' cars. Of course, they were stopped by the police just as they arrived at an intersection outside the church.

After the relatives and friends arrived, the staff cooperated with Li Yongle to arrange how everyone should stand and sit, and then explained some necessary wedding procedures, hoping that everyone could cooperate. Because Yang Pan's relatives and friends were all coming from China, some of them had never seen a formal Western religious wedding in their lives, so Li Yongle explained it to them, fearing that something would go wrong. It could be seen that many people were very curious about the Western churches and pastors, and their heads were turning like windmills.

Yang Pan's parents behaved much more appropriately than they did. After all, they were the ones who were going to sit on the stage later, and their psychological quality was different.

Then, Yi Lan's father appeared at the entrance of the church. Kaka saw him, went up to greet him, and then invited him to the stage.

Later, they would all go outside to welcome the bride and groom. The red carpet was laid on the white snow, the white snow was whiter, and the red carpet was redder.

Zhang Jun and Sophie didn't move, they just sat on the side watching them busily and talking about it, feeling that even if it was busy, everything was very beautiful, because the smiles on people's faces couldn't be concealed.

When everything was almost ready, Li Yongle received a call from Yang Pan, telling him that they would be there soon.

When Li Yongle passed the news down, there was a burst of excited cheers from the crowd. Then everyone gathered at the door as they had said before, waiting for the appearance of the bride and groom.

Zhang Jun and Sophie also walked to the door, and they would walk into the church with the bride and groom in a while.

Zhang Jun nudged Sophie next to him and asked her, "Are you nervous?"

Sophie smiled and shook her head, then nodded again.

Someone shouted, "They're here!"

Everyone looked forward and saw Yang Pan's red bridal car.

The crowd began to cheer, and some people even whistled.

Yang Pan parked the car at the door, then got out of the car, then took Yi Lan out of the car, and only put her down after walking on the red carpet.

Then, in the cheers of the crowd, accompanied by Zhang Jun and Sophie, the two slowly walked towards the church.

When they walked to the front row of the church, the guests stood in front of the back seats, waiting for the pastor to preside over the wedding. The parents of the bride and groom sat in a row of chairs in front of them, smiling and looking at them.

Zhang Jun and Sophie stood behind the bride and groom, and he could see that Yang Pan and Yi Lan were a little nervous, just like they were just now.

He chuckled inwardly, Yang Pan, you finally have something to make you nervous.

Everything was exactly the same as the pastor's rehearsal for them just now. Reading the "definition of love" in the Bible, and then letting the bride and groom take vows with each other. When they said "I do", it was a climax. Yang Pan's voice was loud and firm, and Yi Lan's was soft but equally firm.

"Yang Pan, do you take Yi Lan to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?"

"I do!"

"Yi Lan, do you take Yang Pan to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?"

"I do."

"Does anyone object to their marriage?"

Naturally, no one would object.

"Then, I pronounce you husband and wife, please exchange wedding rings."

Yang Pan carefully put the wedding ring that he had prepared for a long time on Yi Lan's middle finger. He would use this ring to trap Yi Lan, and she would be by his side forever, holding her hand and growing old together.

After exchanging the rings, Yang Pan and Yi Lan completed the last item of the wedding in front of everyone: kissing.

Yang Pan and Yi Lan weren't as shy as Zhang Jun and Sophie just now, and they kissed in front of everyone generously.

At this time, the applause and cheers below resounded throughout the church.

At this time, Yi Lan had to throw the flowers in her hand backwards. Whoever received this bouquet would be considered the happy person to receive love.

Yi Lan turned her back to the crowd, and then silently counted one, two, three, and threw the bouquet of red roses out. The bouquet drew a parabola in the air, and then accurately landed in... Anke's arms.

Kaka next to him looked at Anke with a surprised face, and took the lead in booing: "Okay! Anke, you should find someone too, haha!" Then people congratulated Anke one after another. Even Yang Pan was praising his wife for her accuracy, and Zhang Jun was laughing non-stop. It was really a coincidence!

The entire wedding ceremony lasted for one hour and fifteen minutes, and then Pirlo went back directly without staying for dinner. The others went to a restaurant in the city for dinner under Li Yongle's arrangement to drink Yang Pan and Yi Lan's wedding wine.

After the wedding wine, it was time to play games in the bridal chamber?

No, no. Yi Lan was French, and Yang Pan didn't want to use the Chinese custom of playing games in the bridal chamber at their wedding. After drinking the wedding wine, everyone dispersed, and Yang Pan and Yi Lan would fly to Switzerland for a short honeymoon, and his relatives would also return to China.

In general, Yang Pan's wedding was very, very low-key. No media was allowed to attend the interview, and even Li Yan went to participate as a private individual. He was not allowed to record, take pictures, or release any news about the wedding. Although many people in Milan knew that Yang Pan was getting married on this day, few people knew the details of the wedding.

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This winter break was spent in the joyful atmosphere of Yang Pan's wedding, and Zhang Jun and Sophie also had a wedding addiction. Next, they had to return to reality and prepare to meet the challenges of the league. The good friends who were eating at the same table just now immediately became deadly rivals.

AC Milan was ranked first, Juventus was second, Fiorentina was third, and Inter Milan was fourth.

Because the top four in Serie A are eligible to participate in next season's European Champions League, Fiorentina will be able to fulfill their promise of entering the European arena next season as long as they maintain their top four position.

However, all of this is not so easy for them.

As the league continues, the players' physical strength will decline, and their bench strength is obviously not as strong as those of the giants. In addition, the opponents in the second half of the season will pay more attention to them, so whether they can have a crazy performance like they did in the first half of the season is really a big question mark.

Sabato, that madman, has been suspended for four more games, and this has an undeniable impact on Fiorentina.

The "Milan Sports News" expects that Fiorentina's performance in the second half of the season will determine the ownership of the top four, whether they will be a qualified spoiler, or be gradually