"Uncle, my mom has been humming a tune these past few days no matter what she's doing," my nephew Li Mi grumbled with feigned dissatisfaction, "she wasn't even this happy at my wedding."
"Don't even mention you, she wasn't this happy when she got married to me either."
Zhuang Ailian glanced discontentedly at her husband Li Yufei: "Go on, what's that got to do with you?" she suddenly patted her forehead, "Right, just walking from that door to this one, isn't that a bit too lacking in grandeur?"
Old Mrs. Zhuang smiled blissfully: "I forgot to tell you, this wedding banquet is all arranged by Cui Feng and Ai Qiang's boss, we don't have to worry about a thing, just follow the orders."
