Tong Yiyue blinked her Carslan adorned eyes, "Mom, why are you crying on such a joyous day?"
"Mom is... just afraid that after you marry, you won't be happy."
"As long as I can marry Brother Yan, I will be happy, even if I have to live alone, I am willing."
"What will you do if he demands a child from you later and you can't provide one?"
Tong Yiyue had considered and worried about this question, but... in the end, she figured it out.
"By then, I will be his wife. At worst, he will scold me a few times, be angry with me. Besides that, what more can he do to me? Just endure it."
Liu Xiang's heart ached as she touched Tong Yiyue's fair and clean little face—her treasure that she had raised for over two decades!!
She turned her head away and quickly wiped her tears, "Come, Xiaoyue, let Mom put on your makeup and send you off to your wedding."
"I hope your husband cherishes you, and that everything in your life is perfect."
