Grandpa Fuapos;s Ful

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.,Mu Xing stood at the entrance, dressed in a pure white wedding dress, holding a diamond bouquet. Through her veil, she gazed longingly at the man on the altar.,The inside of the ring was engraved with their names.。