Xiaoxiao was about to leave when Wang Xiangxiang grabbed her, "No need to prepare anything, just everyone being there is enough."
Wang Xiangxiang thought to herself, having someone send her off was already very good, she didn't expect anything more.
"That won't do, this is the first time our old Yang family is marrying off a daughter, we must prepare, no, I must go back now, let Acheng drive me back," Xiaoxiao freed herself from Wang Xiangxiang's grasp, signaling her to be at ease.
Xiaoxiao's words moved Wang Xiangxiang so much she almost cried, the warmth in her heart was overwhelming, this feeling of having kin was truly wonderful.
Though she couldn't marry the man she loved, perhaps her life hereafter would still be blessed.
"Alright then, let Acheng take you," seeing Xiaoxiao like that, Wang Xiangxiang could only agree.
