The applause erupted from the crowd below, and the young people joined in enthusiastically.
The elders below were all very moved. Feng Fanghua held her grandson in her arms, while Mu Zihao held his granddaughter, the two sitting closely together.
The senior patriarch took his place as the eldest elder, with the Jing family patriarch beside him. Seeing the two finally get married, the expression in the eyes of the Jing family patriarch also gained a sense of calm.
Some things, after all, were coming to an end.
Although Jiang Yan and Mu Qingxin had only arrived last night, they didn't miss the wedding. Holding their son, they were both very happy and touched, especially Mu Qingxin, who usually appeared indifferent but now leaned on Jiang Yan's shoulder and whispered, "Ayan, this is the funniest wedding I've ever seen."
Because of the master of ceremonies.
But while saying it was funny, her eyes were brimming with tears.
