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The door to the dressing room opened, and Mu Xing walked out slowly in a white wedding dress.,Fu Lingxiao smiled slightly, raised his hand and gestured. The makeup artist immediately brought over a jewelry box and walked quickly over.,Mrs. Fu, the elderly matriarch, sat in the front row of the guest seats. Since yesterday when her grandson called and invited her to attend the wedding today, a smile had not left her face.。