Yan Chen's mother stuttered in guilt. "Yan Chen, no matter who told me, it is the truth."
"I only came to Tianju Hall because I heard about an accident here. I am here to check it out. When did I tell you about my engagement to Miss Leng? Who told you about it?"
Surprised, Lan Waihu looked at him with eyes wide open. She did not expect that Yan Chen would deny it. Quietly, she held the invitation tightly in her hand, like she was about to say something.
Immediately, Gu Xijiu patted on her shoulder lightly and shook her head in disapproval. Lan Waihu retreated and said nothing further.
Tongue-tied, Mrs. Yan struggled to find her words. "Someone… Someone saw you writing the invitations. I was worried that there might be some errors in your invitation which would bring shame to our family, so I made a few hundreds more myself and brought them here. "
