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Relatives and friends kept coming in from outside, each one praising her beauty today and wishing her happiness.
Of course, she also saw many people who were only offering insincere platitudes with their mouths, while their eyes conveyed contempt or jealousy and envy. She dismissed them all.
Finally, the moment of the wedding ceremony arrived.
Accompanied by You Bei, with cherubic boys and girls holding up her train, she walked out and came to her father's side.
Her father had never worn a suit before, but today he had.
A white shirt and a crisp black suit, his hair combed meticulously, made him look distinguished with a certain mature man's charm.
Yet in his kindly smiling eyes, there was a trace of redness.
Today, his daughter was getting married.
His feelings were both of joy and of a complex sadness.
It is said that a daughter is her father's past-life lover. From now on, his "lover" would become someone else's wife.
