At this time, Fu Lingxiao had also changed into a black suit. He stood straight and tall outside the changing room, with handsome features and an aristocratic temperament.,Her uncle's love had always been like this, sometimes flamboyant and bold, sometimes subtle and pervasive.,Mu Xing's eyes were moist, she stared at Fu Lingxiao, her voice soft and sweet, "Mr. Fu, happy wedding day, I love you."。