As the emcee proceeded with the ceremony, the auditorium doors soon opened.
The lights in the venue abruptly dimmed.
A beam of light like white moonlight shone upon the doorway.
A breathtakingly beautiful figure appeared beneath the light.
At the same time, another beam of light fell upon Luo Ye.
At opposite ends of the distance between the auditorium entrance and the stage stood the two of them.
With those two beams of light framing them, the vast auditorium seemed to contain only the two of them.
Everyone watched the scene in amazement, as though they were witnessing a stage play.
Sitting in the very front was Luo Ye's grandfather. His mood was exceptionally steady today, and there was no sign of dementia in him at all.
His expression actually bore some resemblance to Grandma Luo's.
Chen Shaoman and Gu Ransheng sat on either side of him, silently watching the scene unfold.
From this moment on, Grandpa Luo's greatest wish had surely been fulfilled.
Just then, Grandpa Luo slowly opened his mouth and said in a slurred voice, "Good... good."
After saying that, the corners of his mouth lifted, and he actually smiled.
Chen Shaoman looked at him in surprise.
Ever since Grandma Luo had passed away, she had never seen Grandpa Luo smile again.
On the other side, beside Li Ping sat a bald old man.
Although the auditorium was dark, the bald old man's head was like a lightbulb, glaring so brightly that Li Ping found it blinding.
"I say, Old Fang, with those old arms and legs of yours, you actually came all this way to attend this kid's wedding. This kid really is lucky."
"Hehe."
Principal Fang stroked the beard he did not have and chuckled softly. "They even mailed me an invitation. How could I