Grandpa Fuapos;s Ful

Her uncle's love had always been like this, sometimes flamboyant and bold, sometimes subtle and pervasive.,Mrs. Fu, the elderly matriarch, sat in the front row of the guest seats. Since yesterday when her grandson called and invited her to attend the wedding today, a smile had not left her face.,He Ming handed Mu Xing's hand to Fu Lingxiao with satisfaction and turned to take his seat at the guest table.。