The moment the locker room door opened, his gaze fell squarely on Mu Xing, his heart pounding in his chest.,From the moment she entered to now, Mu Xing has always been calm. Only when the man said that sentence did she suddenly feel a sharp pang of sympathy.,Mu Xing's eyes were moist, she stared at Fu Lingxiao, her voice soft and sweet, "Mr. Fu, happy wedding day, I love you."。