The sun was just right, bright and dazzling, because against the light, the guests didn’t see the person’s face clearly for a while, only Mason, the moment he raised his eyes, the smile on the corner of his lips stagnated.
Yu Jiashen took a breath, picked up the skirt, stepped over the steps, and walked into the church.
She walked up to Mason, handed the letter in her hand to Mason, and said, “I will hand it to you later.”
Pei Mu-nian lowered his eyes, and his black eyes fell on the letter held in Yu Jia’s hand. On the envelope, his name was written in the delicate font of Huijuan.
Pei Mu-nian looked at it steadily. For a long time, he raised his hand, took the envelope, then opened it, and took out the letter from the inside.
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