The banquet proceeded as scheduled with the fall of night; the status and position of the Mu family, coupled with the fact that the invitations were issued in Old Madam Mu's name, made this evening's feast grander than ever before.
In a corner of the banquet hall, Mu Jingang's family observed the bustling waitstaff. He nudged his son with his elbow, who was now beside him.
"Speaking of your grandmother, she really is biased. When you got married, you didn't even have half of this, did you?"
"Isn't that the truth? Old Madam favors her too much. When our son and daughter-in-law got married, Old Madam only gave a token gift. I heard that even before Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi were engaged, Old Madam had already sent them quite a few gifts, all worth a fortune."
