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Fu Lingxiao smiled slightly, raised his hand and gestured. The makeup artist immediately brought over a jewelry box and walked quickly over.,He Ming walked towards Mu Xing at a leisurely pace. As they got closer, he suddenly felt a lump in his throat.,Mu Xing's eyes were moist, she stared at Fu Lingxiao, her voice soft and sweet, "Mr. Fu, happy wedding day, I love you."。