Zeng Haiyan froze where she stood, her mind buzzing.
If you keep this up, even feelings won't be enough.
What did he mean?
What had she done?
She desperately wanted an answer, but Fan Qishan had already lowered his head and resumed his battle with the fish head.
Liu Xinyu glanced at Yang Qingyu.
Yang Qingyu immediately stood up, a gentle, gracious smile on her face.
"Ladies, could you do me a favor?"
"There are still some things to arrange at the bridal home, and I can't manage it all alone.
Could you come take a look with me and give me some suggestions?
After today, I won't be able to come over.
The custom here is that the bride and groom can't see each other the day before the wedding."
Liu Xinyu's mother immediately agreed. "Yes, yes, Qingyu really does think of everything.
You young people have good taste. Go on, go on.
I only feel at ease with Qingyu handling these things around the house."
Zeng Haiyan opened her mouth, still wanting to ask Fan Qishan what he had meant.
But Yang Qingyu had already walked over and warmly taken her hand.
With the invitation put that way, refusing would make her seem far too unsociable.
Besides, to be honest, Zeng Haiyan really was curious.
For a young woman like her, who had only recently entered the working world,
who wouldn't want to see what a bridal home actually looked like?
Especially a wealthy family's bridal home.
And so the four women left the dining room, chatting and laughing, leaving a table full of men behind.
Once they had gone, Liu Xinyu's father stood up too.
"All right, you young people chat among yourselves. You've got plenty to talk about.
I'll take a walk in the yard to