Fu Lingxiao took out the crown and inserted it into Mu Xingpan's raised hair, putting a veil over her head. He bent his arm slightly and said softly: "Let's go, my most beautiful bride.",Mrs. Fu, the elderly matriarch, sat in the front row of the guest seats. Since yesterday when her grandson called and invited her to attend the wedding today, a smile had not left her face.,Qin Shuyun, He Chao, Shen Qiong and others, as Mu Xing's in-laws, were all arranged in the first row of the guest seats. Each of them had a smile on their faces, waiting for the ceremony to begin.。
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