At this time, Fu Lingxiao had also changed into a black suit. He stood straight and tall outside the changing room, with handsome features and an aristocratic temperament.,On the chest, embroidered with a barely noticeable line of white thread: my heart will go on.,Mu Xing stood at the entrance, dressed in a pure white wedding dress, holding a diamond bouquet. Through her veil, she gazed longingly at the man on the altar.。