The train of her dress trailed behind her, stretching for several meters. The layers of white satin spread across the floor, adorned with diamonds and pearls that glittered like a flowing Milky Way in the light as she walked, exuding elegance and grandeur.,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's eyes were moist, she stared at Fu Lingxiao, her voice soft and sweet, "Mr. Fu, happy wedding day, I love you."。