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.,He Ming held Mu Xing's hand and looked at Fu Lingxiao solemnly, "Xing'er is my treasure. Today, I entrust my treasure to you. You must love her well and cherish her.",In the evening, after the wedding ceremony was over, the mansion began to clear.。