Wedding of the century

7 years later.

''Miss Tang, no matter how much you dress up, you are still not as beautiful as me,'' A little girl dressed in an elegant black gown leaned against the wall as she took a sip of the orange juice from the sherry glass. 

Lin Shi who was adjusting Tang Li's veil speechlessly glanced at Ying Yue who was doing her makeup.

Just when they thought Tang Li would correct her daughter, their friend surprised them as she raised an eyebrow at her, ''Miss Mo, just to correct you, I am Mrs. Mo, your dad's first love.'

Mo Zhen rolled her eyes, ''You are so petty, mom. I will let you go since today is your day. But we will discuss this later. Dad still loves Zhenzhen the most.''

''Who are you calling petty?'' Two young boys stepped inside along with Mo Jia. 

''Her,'' Mo Zhen pointed her chin at Tang Li.