Mo Lian's phoenix eyes curved as he chuckled, "Fifteen days left!"
Even though Qiao Mu rolled her eyes at him, her mouth involuntarily curled upwards.
Qiao Lin was merrily laughing up her sleeve on the side when she heard this.
However, Pu Ruolan inquired puzzledly, "What does the crown prince mean?"
Pu Ruolan immediately understood when Qiao Lin whispered "wedding day" into her ear, and she nodded with a smile.
"Brother-in-Law! You have to prepare a big, big red envelope for me!" Qiao Lin yelled in the direction of the swing from where she was sitting at the stone table.
Mo Lian looked over at her and nodded straight away with a smile. "Okay."
"Seventh Master Mu has come!"
Qiao Mu could hear the excited cheers coming from the forecourt even while sitting in the rear court, and her gaze subsequently turned cold.
