Jiang Mu hid in the crowd, fidgeting with his suit tie. It was a suit Jiang Haotian had ordered someone to pick up for him at random; his skin hadn't touched such fine material in ages, and for some reason, the sensation made him feel completely ill at ease.
His gaze turned venomous as he watched the bride, veiled and approaching step by step. A strange, inexplicable agitation surged in his heart.
Why? Why should she have this? He, her biological father, was suffering in prison, his good son was forced to move back to the countryside with his mother, while their "precious" daughter had been adopted by a wealthy family, living in luxury for all these years, and was now on the verge of marrying into a high-society family to become a wealthy wife.
Chapter 35