Fu Sheng closed his eyes briefly before letting out a long breath.
The look on his face made it clear that he hated every part of this plan.
Unfortunately, before he could say anything else, An Yu suddenly spoke.
"Speaking of weddings…"
Everyone turned toward him.
An Yu leaned back lazily in his chair and picked up his teacup.
"I will be getting married soon as well."
The courtyard became quiet.
Han Fuji blinked.
"Again?"
An Yu immediately threw a peanut at him.
"Not again. I have never been married before."
Han Fuji rubbed his forehead dramatically.
"Right. My mistake."
An Li sighed.
"Please ignore him."
An Yu rolled his eyes before looking back at everyone.
"The wedding will be held the day after the grand opening of my pavilion."
That immediately caught everyone's attention.
"The pavilion is finally opening?" Fu Sheng asked.
An Yu nodded.
"It is almost finished."
A trace of pride appeared on his face.
