Stan sprinted to the marriage booth as the strong wind brushed through his hair. He couldn’t allow the students to degrade Elsie because of him again. She had endured enough embarrassment. Because of the incident in the broadcasting studio, he couldn’t keep her with him. It was the last thing he wanted.

When Stan arrived at the marriage booth, Elsie was with a man in a black tuxedo. If he knew she was her bride, he wouldn’t be late. He narrowed his eyes and recognized him. He was the most unexpected person he ever thought of.

“What are you doing here?” Elsie asked.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m here to marry...