After dinner, Wanqing spoke privately to Mu Tianying: "Should we call foster mom first? Ah, I really don't know what to do. Going directly to her, I fear she might be busy; if we call, it is like we are notifying her for a reception..."
Mu Tianying reached out and rubbed her head: "I just told you not to overthink, and here you are, overthinking again!"
"Ah, I can't help it~" Wanqing acted coy, "So, what should we do? I feel like I'm completely useless, always concerned with trivial matters, unable to handle a big issue! Tianying~ why did you marry me? I feel like I can't help you in any way… What's worse, I'm just giving you more troubles."
"I've entrusted such a big event like our marriage to you, what bigger event are you seeking to handle?" Mu Tianying asked.
Wanqing was dumbstruck and shot him an angry glare.
