Initially, they both truly felt that this little girl couldn't be raised.
Listening to Yang Mingcheng's words, Ms. Wang also remembered the little girl from back then, her heart souring and her eyes becoming moist.
"Alright, stop crying. What a sight! If outsiders see this, they'll laugh at us!"
Ms. Wang, seeing Yang Mingcheng crying intensely, spoke somewhat annoyed.
Yang Mingcheng wiped his tears away, "I know, I'll stop crying!"
Moments later, the bridal procession from Duke Xing Mansion arrived, and Yang Mingcheng and Ms. Wang quickly composed themselves and went to the main hall.
Yang Zhenshan looked at Yang Mingcheng, "You've been crying!"
"No, no~~" Yang Mingcheng quickly shook his head.
"Really?"
"Really!" Yang Mingcheng asserted.
Yang Zhenshan turned to Yu Qingyi, whose lips were twitching uncontrollably.
"Mingcheng hasn't been crying!" Zhengshan teased further.
Yu Qingyi could no longer hold it in and burst into giggles.
