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.,Fu Lingxiao's eyes burned with heat, and in a blink of an eye, tears welled up uncontrollably, shimmering like diamonds under the dim light.,Suddenly, a coolness slid into her lips. Mu Xing's heart skipped a beat, reaching out to touch the man's damp cheek, wiping away his tears with her fingertips...。