"Kid, didn't I tell you not to come? Instead of being busy with the wedding, what are you doing here?"
Mr. Jiu never showed him much courtesy; their banter had long become a habit.
"I'm just here to discuss the wedding arrangements with my esteemed father-in-law."
"Talking about arrangements is secondary; sizing people up is the real purpose."
Lu Qing chuckled and said, "I wanted to see my wife, too."
Mr. Jiu cast him a brief glance, his expression full of disdain, and said lightly:
"Weren't you here to talk about arrangements? Then speak properly about the arrangements."
Since he came, it was clear he'd be staying for lunch. Mr. Jiu insisted on following the ancient traditions of Huaxia, where the bride must leave the home wearing a phoenix crown and wedding dress.
Originally, they wanted to keep it simple, but this made simplicity impossible.
However, for the bride's side of the wedding, Mr. Jiu would make arrangements himself, as for Qin Miaomiao...
