Steward Feixue gazed fixedly at the beauty before him, a heartfelt sigh of admiration escaping him.
"Mm-hmm, this way, I'll be able to preside over Xiao'er's most important wedding banquet tomorrow looking my absolute best," Xiao Hongling murmured, a flicker of melancholy passing through her stunning, alluring phoenix eyes.
Sigh, you're getting married, and the bride isn't... A sigh rose from the depths of her heart.
Pah, pah, pah! Xiao'er is someone I raised with my own hands! I regarded him as my own son! Now that he's grown up and found me such a flower-like, jade-like daughter-in-law, I, his Master, should be happy! All these years, Xiao'er has endured so much for me because of my naivety and obtuseness in worldly affairs. When I preside over the wedding tomorrow, I must show him the best side of me, his Master! I can't embarrass him! she told herself inwardly.
Yet, unbidden tears slid down her exquisite cheeks. Of course, these are tears of happiness! she convinced herself.
