The little boy wore a suit, bow tie, and leather shoes. He had an extremely childish face, yet he tensed up and pretended to be mature, bearing some resemblance to Fu Huai'an and causing everyone to break out laughing.
The light breeze brushed across everyone's faces with a pleasant fragrance and a warm feeling. The fluttering cherry blossoms caused everyone to feel as if they were in a fairytale world.
At the door, Lin Nuan had her arm around Lin Jingquan's, entering with grace and poise.
It was rare that Fu Huai'an was wearing a white suit. He stood on the steps in front of the priest, which were surrounded by fresh flowers.
Lin Nuan had never seen Fu Huai'an wearing a white suit before, and she was taken by astonishment.
