As Song Weiyi passed by Mrs. Xu, she distinctly heard the old lady's sobs.
They had not experienced sending off a daughter for marriage, but after more than forty years, they were fortunate to see their granddaughter get married, which was also a completion for them.
Song Weiyi tearfully glanced at her grandmother and nodded.
Her steps forward did not stop because of this.
Pei Yibai's gaze was tightly fixed on her direction; today's bride was so beautiful it was breathtaking.
He knew the wedding dress was beautiful, but he hadn't expected that she would look many times more gorgeous than he had imagined.
On the way, Song Weiyi noticed not only her grandparents but also saw her little uncle, Mengmeng, her little uncle's husband Chengzhi, An'an, Xiao Xue, and others.
Her familiar faces, friends, and relatives, all were there.
From the Pei Family side, Mrs. Pei had come, and what surprised Song Weiyi even more was that Pei Chengde had come.
