Ning Yanan stepped forward, anxiously wiping her tears with a tissue.
Having come this far, there was no turning back to fix makeup; if Qin Youxuan couldn't stop her tears, she would really cry herself into a little cat.
"I'm happy." Qin Youxuan's tears flowed again as soon as she spoke.
"Oh dear, my dear lady, Mr. Jie had your father walk you down the aisle hoping you'd be happy. Aren't you afraid he'll be mad with all these tears?"
"..."
Qin Youxuan choked up, looking at the waiting guests through tear-filled eyes, her gaze softening as it landed on Dan Hanjie, dressed impeccably in a suit, standing at the altar.
The glistening in her eyes was not of sadness, but of pure emotion.
She set down the hem of her gown, wiped away her tears, and turned toward Dan Hanjie.
"It's about time to find the groom." Ning Yanan stepped back a bit, and with Rui Hui, they lifted the luxurious train of her wedding dress.
