"Aunt Wang, can you not think of me so badly?" Yu Dong grabbed her jacket and draped it over herself. Though the winter was still far away, the autumn mornings were rather chilly. She opened the front door and walked out of the house. Just the day before yesterday, Aunt Wang couldn't calm down because she was upset with the wedding arrangements. Today she was asking her to hurry up. Yu Dong couldn't help but feel helpless as she looked at Aunt Wang and Uncle Fu, who was carrying his third son in his arms. "I am already awake and was just preparing the bride price for Fang Chi. There is no way I would sleep in on such an important day."