บท 687: Gift

Qin Chuan also saw that silhouette on the red carpet pathway. He abruptly stood up, his sudden actions caused those around him to have a strange expression on their faces. Who is this cripple exactly? To think that the reaction of both Qin Chuan and Qin Wentian would be this great.

"Uncle Black…" Beside Mo Qingcheng, Qin Yao mumbled to herself. Uncle Black was actually still alive, he even came here to attend Qin Wentian’s grand wedding. It seems like Uncle Black had always been very concerned about Qin Wentian.

"Tap, tap, tap!"

The light sounds continued, Uncle Black was using a walking staff to support himself as he advanced towards the stage. Fairy Qingmei and the others initially wanted to block his path but when they turned and glanced at Qin Wentian for an instant, they could tell from the expression on his face that this person was somebody who meant alot to him.