Under Wan Jia's and Mu Zhichen's gazes, Lu Meili went over to her future grandmother-in-law. She looked like she had something to say.
However, she said nothing new and only beamed. "I have sent the invitations on my side."
"That's good." Matriach Mu took a bracelet off her wrist. "Meili, this bracelet belongs to the Mu family. I want you to have it."
"Eer…"
"Grandma, it's too soon. You can give it to her on our wedding day." Mu Zhichen eased the situation. He could see how unwilling Lu Meili was to take it.
"Is that so? Then I'll wait."
"Zhichen's grandmother and I will go to the kitchen. Meili, why don't the two of you walk around?" Wan Jia knew that there was perhaps something on her mind and that she could only say it to Mu Zhichen. Lu Aotian and Mr. Mu were already catching up, probably over a game.
As soon as the women left, Lu Meili couldn't face Mu Zhichen.
