This voice...
He revealed an expression of utter disbelief, his pupils reflecting shock and astonishment.
Impossible!
It couldn't be her!
Jiang Shouzhong started to tremble all over.
Ran Qingchen did not see the expression on her husband's face, but at the mention of "Hong," delight erupted on her face.
"It's my sister-in-law!"
She quickened her pace to meet her, but after taking just two steps, she realized she was in the midst of her wedding ceremony and abruptly stopped, incidentally blocking the groom's view.
Qu Hongling, with her hat shading her against the sun, floated down gracefully from the white crane.
The girl held a pair of exquisitely crafted mandarin duck jade carvings in the palm of her hand, approached Ran Qingchen and chirped with laughter:
"Sister, I'm not late, am I? I brought you these blood jade mandarin ducks, almost missed your wedding because of them. I wish you and your husband a lifetime of togetherness, perfect as jade..."
