An European-style carriage was already waiting at the villa's gate, pulled by four tall white horses.,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.,Gentle music rose, starlight-like brilliance cascading over her. Beneath the veil, her exquisite features were adorned with a smile as she walked, step by step, towards Fu Lingxiao amidst the blessings of loved ones.。