Lin Lanxin came soon and looked at Murong Rong who was dressed up in a beautiful dress, "My daughter is indeed beautiful."

"Because I am Lin Lanxin's daughter."

Lin Lanxin's eyes became gentle as she listened to Murong Rong's serious words.

She placed a document in front of Murong Rong and said, "This is a wedding gift from your mother."

"Didn't you send it before?"

"You said you can't give any more after you have given them to me. As a mother, I am willing to give my daughter a few more wedding gifts. Who can say anything in return?" Lin Lanxin said confidently, take a look at the gift I gave you. Do you like it?

Murong Rong opened the document and was shocked when he saw the contents inside. This document was nothing else but a transfer letter of 20 shares of Ye's family.

This is all the shares Lin Lanxin holds.

Murong Rong immediately returned the document, "I can't have it."

"Why not? What if you don't like the Ye family's assets?"

Murong Rong: "What are you talking about? How could you look down on it? It's just that I can't have it."

"The Ye family only has 46 shares in total. 20 of them are in the hands of Ye Shizheng, and the remaining 6 are in the hands of my brother. If you transfer so many shares to me now, he will have objections."

"Has any objection? What objection can he have? He is your brother and a man. If he has the ability, he should work hard on his own instead of worrying about this thing about his family."

"Besides, your brother originally wanted to give you all the 46 shares of the Ye family."

Murong Rong was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this to be the case.

Lin Lanxin looked at Murong Rong and said, "Rong Rong, I know it was your brother who was wrong in the past. He did a lot of stupid things. I don't want to ask you to forgive him, but I want to beg you to give him a chance to make up for you, okay?"

If it were changed before, Murong Rong would definitely refuse.

In fact, she is not a cruel person, but there is no way to easily forgive the hurt. Although it has passed, the scars left behind are still there.

But suddenly he thought of Song Xiuyuan.

Such a living person will no longer be there if he is no longer there.

This incident also greatly stimulated her and made her realize once again the fragility of human life and the impermanence of the world.

Murong Rong said, "Thank you, brother."

Lin Lanxin suddenly became happy when she heard Murong Rong's words. She knew that from now on Murong Rong was willing to slowly forgive her son.

Murong Rong looked at the smile on Lin Lanxin's face and felt relieved. She returned the documents and said, "But I can't have these things. How can a daughter take away all the shares of her mother's family when she gets married? In the future, my brother wants to Getting married is not about being looked down upon by others.”

"The men of the Ye family are not so useless that they have to rely on this little thing left by their ancestors." Lin Lanxin snorted, looked at Murong Rong and said, "I know what you are worried about, and I also know that with your current worth, These things are missing.”

"But this is what your father and brother, I, and I want. If you reject us, we will be very sad. Rong Rong, just let us feel at ease, okay?"

Murong Rong did not refuse after all, "Then thank you, mom, dad, and brother."

Anyway, there are more opportunities to return it.

At this time there was a knock on the dressing room door.

Qin Da opened the door and walked in, saying, "Miss Mu's wedding is about to begin."

"Okay." Murong Rong stood up from the chair.

Lin Lanxin had tears in her eyes and held her hand tightly, "If you want to be happy, you must be happy."

Murong Rong looked at Lin Lanxin with gentle eyes: "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely be happy."

She held the hands of An An and Chen Chen, and walked out of the lounge with a large group of staff.

Lin Lanxin watched her daughter walk out slowly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, she threw herself into Ye Shizheng's arms and choked with sobs, "Brother Shizheng, do you think our daughter will be happy?"

Ye Shizheng hugged his wife, "Of course, our daughter will be the happiest princess in the world."

The melodious music in the hall suddenly changed and became exciting and exciting. All the guests who were talking softly subconsciously moved their eyes to the spiral staircase.

Soon, an elegant figure slowly walked down.

They had seen Murong Rong's appearance many times, but today they were still shocked by her beauty.

Murong Rong, who was dressed in a snow-white wedding dress, walked down slowly, like a fairy falling from the sky.

"Wow, Miss Mu is really beautiful."

"Yes, if I can look at this face every day, I will be motivated to work."

"It would be great if I could become Miss Mu."

Those who expressed such admiration were all female guests in the banquet hall.

Hearing this, the man asked the female companion next to him with some doubts, "Aren't you jealous that Murong Rong is so good?"

"Why should we be jealous? We wish we could become the next Murong Rong, okay?"

No matter in terms of appearance, ability, family background, or even in terms of partners, Murong Rong has achieved the best.

If a person is only a little better than you, many people will be jealous, but if she is so good that no one can even look up to her, then it becomes an empty talk.

After hearing what his female companion said, the man couldn't help but say, "Do you still want to be Murong Rong? Even if you can compare with her in only one aspect, that would be great."

The woman gave the man a strange look and said calmly, "If I were as good as Murong Rong in one aspect, do you think I could still like you? It's so funny."

After saying that, the woman turned and left. The man who was left behind couldn't help but said with tears on his face, "What's wrong with women nowadays? Do you really think that if you have some ability after working for two days, this is your world?"

The shadow followed Rong Jiuci, and when it was placed beside him, he held it tightly. He asked, "Master, are we not going to do anything? Are we going to let Miss Mu marry Qin Yehan?"

Rong Jiuci said nothing, but the knuckles holding the crystal cup turned blue and white due to force.

He raised the wine in the glass and drank it all. There was a dark look in his eyes.

The wedding started soon. Murong Rong took the arm of her father Ye Shizheng and stepped onto the long red carpet. Fiery red roses fell from the sky, which was romantic and beautiful.

She looked through the tulle at Qin Yehan, who was standing on the other end of the carpet, and quickly looked away, her eyelids drooping to cover the sadness in her eyes.

After struggling for so long, I have finally reached this point.

At this point in this marriage, there is no room for recovery.

Ye Shizheng was keenly aware of his daughter's emotions. He quietly held his daughter's hand and whispered, "Rong Rong, if you want to regret it now, you can."

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