<strong>Chapter 829: Chapter 830: Pre-Wedding Unease 5</strong>


    As long as someone has been hypnotized by his music once, the next time they hear the melody, they will be under his control, unless they have very strong willpower, or he releases them from the hypnosis.


    After a dance ended, Fujiwara Ize walked up to Mo Ran, meeting her gaze, “Alright, close your eyes. You’re tired and need rest.”


    Mo Ran closed her eyes, and her body suddenly went limp, copsing into his arms. She frowned and opened her eyes, filled with puzzlement.


    Propping herself up, Mo Ran distanced herself from him, “What happened to me?”


    “You just fainted,” Fujiwara Ize answered her calmly.


    “Fainted?” Mo Ran felt incredulous, “How long was I out?”


    “Just fainted.”


    Mo Ran felt a bit exhausted, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and didn’t want to stay here any longer.


    “Mr. Yuan, I should take my leave. Also, let’s not meet again in the future.”


    “Even when I attend your wedding, should we not see each other?”


    Mo Ran was taken aback for a moment, then smiled with relief, “You’re wee to attend my wedding.”


    She thought, Yuan Zhe must have given up on her by now, which was good, she felt much relieved.


    “Let me take you back.” He opened the ss door for her.


    “No need, I can go back on my own.” Mo Ran nodded politely at him and quickly walked out of the vi.


    Watching her departing figure, Fujiwara Ize curved his lips into a smile and raised his hand, revealing a red rose petal in his palm.


    The breeze blew, causing the petal to move, but it couldn’t leave his palm.


    Tomorrow was the day of the wedding, so Mo Ran and Gu Yixuan went to bed early tonight, needing to wake up early the next day.


    Leaning in Gu Yixuan’s arms, Mo Ran fell asleep with a sweet smile on her face.


    In her slumber, she dreamed of the wedding scene.


    A grand outdoor hotel, decorated in a dreamy and beautiful manner, with pink balloons, pink streamers, and champagne roses everywhere.


    Many guests were present, sitting in their seats, faces adorned with smiles of blessings as they looked at her and Gu Yixuan.


    Gu Yixuan, wearing a handsome white suit, walked with her along the red carpet, slowly stepping forward.


    Standing on a one-meter-high tform, the priest sincerely asked Gu Yixuan, “Mr. Gu Yixuan, do you take Miss Mo Ran as your wife? To love her, care for her, respect her, ept her, and remain faithful to her until the end of your life, no matter in sickness or in health, or for any other reason?”