Mo Chuxi’s magnetic and clear voice instantly reached everyone’s ears. He answered almost without thinking. Yan Xinxin lowered her gaze to the bouquet in her hands, feeling as if a drop of sweet honey had melted into her heart. The priest nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Yan Xinxin. "Bride Yan Xinxin, as you take groom Mo Chuxi’s hand and step into the sanctity of your marriage, whether in poverty or wealth, in health or sickness, will you care for him, love him, cherish him, understand him... for all your days, until forever? Do you accept?" Yan Xinxin raised her eyes with determination. "Please wait a moment." Updates are released by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥 A crisp male voice suddenly broke in, abruptly interrupting Yan Xinxin’s vow and response. In an instant, the atmosphere on-site froze. Mo Chuxi furrowed his sharp brows, his handsome face darkening immediately. Yan Xinxin had no idea what was happening. Turning her head, she suddenly saw Xu Nuo walking up the red carpet toward them. "Who’s this good-looking guy?" "Could it be that he’s Yan Xinxin’s ex-boyfriend?" Whispers and murmurs started to bubble up among the guests below. Lin Yuan’ai’s face turned black with displeasure. She glared at Xu Nuo before shooting an irritated look at Mo Qifeng, who was sitting beside her. "This is all your doing! And now he’s causing trouble at Chuxi’s wedding. Don’t forget, your son’s wedding is being broadcast live globally!" At her words, Mo Qifeng’s brows furrowed as well. he said as he stood up. Sitting in the back row, Ning Zitong and Mu Jingheng watched the unfolding scene, completely puzzled. Yet a vague unease stirred within them, fearing the wedding may end in disaster. Mu Qianshui was utterly surprised. The fireworks she had carefully arranged hadn’t even started yet, and someone was already warming up the stage for her drama? "Stop all live broadcasting immediately," Mo Chuxi instructed Ah Ding, then turned around. Yan Xinxin turned with him. "Wait here. Walking in a wedding dress isn’t convenient. Be careful of the baby." Mo Chuxi stopped her and strode forward. Xu Nuo met Mo Chuxi’s piercing icy gaze directly, walking ahead under the scrutiny of everyone’s confused stares. "What are you doing here?" "The girl I like is about to marry my brother. Of course I came to offer my congratulations." Xu Nuo said casually, but his words shocked everyone present even further! This handsome man is Young Master Mo’s younger brother! And he has feelings for Yan Xinxin! The explosive revelation was enough to ignite chaos among the guests. Lin Yuan’ai’s face turned pitch-black. At this point, she couldn’t even begin to think about how to salvage the situation! Ning Zitong was equally astounded and felt a tense anxiety brewing within her. But when she glanced sideways, she saw Mu Qianshui wearing a radiant smile, her lips curved mischievously. "What exactly are you trying to do?" Mo Chuxi stood tall, brimming with an icy aura as he faced Xu Nuo, his sharp gaze slicing coldly. Xu Nuo, hands casually tucked in his pockets, glanced at Mo Chuxi before sidestepping him and walking straight toward Yan Xinxin, who was standing in front of the altar. Mo Chuxi’s voice cut like a blade, his expressionless yet ever-colder face exuding ominous chill. Xu Nuo chuckled indifferently. "I said I’m here to present a wedding gift, brother. There’s no need to be so petty." Yan Xinxin lifted her gown and stepped forward cautiously, anxiety gripping her heart tightly. She didn’t know what Xu Nuo’s intentions were, but his earlier remarks had already left room for an avalanche of speculation. Yan Xinxin looked at him, her clear eyes tinged with faint concern. "Xu Nuo, thank you for the congratulations, but this is the time for Chuxi and me to exchange vows." "Alright, I won’t delay your auspicious moment." Xu Nuo responded cheerfully, then reached into his pocket and pulled out an exquisite box, extending it toward Yan Xinxin.