In the public's comments of "loving mu Dashao" and gloating in secret, Mu Yichen also logged on the microblog.
After a while, there was news on his home page, forwarding Fu Linchen's news.
"My brother-in-law is worried too much. In this world, no one will love her more than me, even you and your father-in-law."
For a moment, everyone was soured by mu Dashao's speech.
"This dog food... Is so choking, but... It's delicious!"
"Awsl, what kind of fairy love is this!"
"I declare that Luo Chenxi and mu Dashao are the sweetest couple in the world. They don't accept refutation!"
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In the eyes of the public, the wedding finally began.
With the background music, Fu Jingxuan takes Luo Chenxi by the hand and walks slowly to the center of the stage.
Fu Jingxuan's leg injury is not completely good, even after a few months of strict rehabilitation, walking is still a little unstable, walking a little longer will faint pain.
However, he still refused to take the wheelchair to the stage and insisted on standing up on his own to send the baby princess to get married.
Because of this, before the wedding, Luo Chenxi has been carrying a heart, for fear that Fu Jingxuan will walk unsteadily and suddenly fall down.
However, this worry lasted until the moment before he came to power.
When Luo Chenxi finally stepped on the red carpet, her eyes fell on the man at the end of the road. Everything around her, whether noisy or quiet, warm or depressed, seemed to leave her in an instant.
She can only see the man in her eyes.
Today's Mu Yichen, wearing a pure black hand-made suit, exquisite workmanship and tailored fit, perfectly outlines his broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs.
The face, which is usually very beautiful, is full of spirit. The dark eyes seem to twinkle with stars, so shining and charming.
Luo Chenxi felt that she would drown in such a gentle sight.
During the whole process of wedding preparation, she was not particularly involved. She always felt that they had been husband and wife for many years. Whether the wedding was held or not was OK. It was just a situation.
But at this moment, she was blessed to understand why Mu Yichen insisted on holding the wedding.
No time has she felt so truly that she and the man in front of her are connected by fate and inseparable from each other. They are part of each other's life and can never be separated again.
With her a little bit closer to Mu Yichen, Luo Chenxi's heart beat faster and faster, bang bang, it seems to jump out of her chest.
Fu Jingxuan leads his daughter and stops in front of Mu Yichen.
Luo Chenxi heard the master of ceremonies finish the transition lines, know that the next action is the father handed his daughter's hand to the man.
She reached out subconsciously
"Eh?"
Luo Chenxi's eyes widened unexpectedly.
She stretched out her hand, but Fu Jingxuan didn't let her go. On the contrary, he tightly grasped Luo Chenxi's hand in his arm.
Luo Chenxi pulled again, still can't pull.
She couldn't help but turn her head and remind her in a small voice: "Dad, it's time for you to give me to my husband..."
Who knows, Fu Jingxuan listened to this, not only did not let go, but also a force, pull her back.
"Forget it, we won't marry! It's up to Dad to support you! "