Lu Ao took the invitation and read it carefully several times, a hint of envy in his eyes.
Song Zhou got up to wipe the table. "How about we go look at suits later?"
Lu Ao came back to himself and turned to look at him. "Where?"
"Where do you want to look?" Song Zhou raised an eyebrow. "Anywhere you want. R Country, U Country, E Country... Whichever country you like, we can sneak over there later."
"Wouldn't that be a little too exaggerated, sneaking over there... Would we have to bring a bag of cash?"
Song Zhou said solemnly, "If you like, we can bring a bag of gold bars instead."
Only then did Lu Ao realize he was joking.
Song Zhou chuckled. "All right, I'll stop teasing you. If you want to go, we really can, but if we're only having suits made, it'd be better to order nearby. I know several good tailors in New Luzhou. How about we go browse after dinner?"
"Wouldn't that be too much trouble?" Lu Ao hesitated. "It's just a country wedding. If I dress too well, it'd be disrespectful to the groom."
"It's fine. We can make something more casual, not so formal. It's been so many years since you graduated college. Can you still fit into your old clothes?"
Only then did Lu Ao remember that he had grown quite a bit taller this year. Even though his build had not changed much, he truly could not fit into his old clothes anymore.
He thought for a moment. "That works too. Make two extra sets as backups. You should get some made too. Maybe we'll have to attend some event in the future."
Song Zhou immediately knew there was more to his words. He looked up at him with smiling