"Alright, they don't remember you, so you don't have to worry about it. Why are you so anxious?"
"But..."
"Enough, go entertain the guests, look at everything happening today. Finish your own tasks first, then talk about it." Then, regardless of her agreement, he pulled her over to the other side.
Honestly, she's just destined for hard work. What's wrong with not remembering?
This way, at least she doesn't have to constantly think about taking care of her. Doesn't she have enough on her plate already? Two kids and business matters.
Ou Mucen pulled his wife far away, not intending to let her get involved in this matter again.
But over there, he didn't know that when the couple entered the banquet hall and finally reached their seats, the man supporting the pregnant woman saw another man sitting at the host's table—a man who he hadn't seen in ages but seemed extremely familiar. His steps suddenly stopped right there.
