Gu Juexi reached out to pat Ye Xicheng's small head and replied solemnly, "I will."
That was the promise he made to his son.
Wen Shan quickly grabbed some tissues for Ye Yuwei. Having completed his task, Ye Xicheng walked back to his grandmother. He buried himself in his grandmother's embrace and cried a little.
Wen Shan picked Ye Xicheng up and gently kissed his head. His eyes were red from crying.
Ye Yuwei took the tissues. Her head was on Gu Juexi's shoulder, and she didn't want to look up. She wiped the tears off her face shakily. Luckily her makeup was waterproof or she would definitely look like a ghost.
Noon had passed but everyone was willing to wait for the bride to regain her composure. They knew the wait was worth it.
Xixi's mouth was agape as she watched her mummy cry. Yuan Mo held her small hands and made some funny noises to calm her.
