After the New Year had passed, spring had finally arrived, and Li Cheng's big day was fast approaching. Li Cheng, a grown man who had no experience with marriage, naturally didn't know much about it. Thus, Qinghe and Muniang were busy with the preparations.
Li Cheng felt a bit embarrassed, "I owe it to you for meeting Wanwan in the first place, and now you're helping me with the wedding."
Muniang teased him with a laugh, "Who says I'm the one who played matchmaker? It was clearly someone who saved the beauty on the road all by himself."
Li Cheng's face turned red, and he didn't speak another word.
Qinghe giggled, "Muniang, stop teasing my brother. His skin is thin, and only his sister-in-law can cure this habit of his."
"I heard Mrs. Du say the other day that Wanwan has been cooped up indoors since New Year in preparation for the wedding. She must be bored to death. Once she's married, you'll have to take her out for some fun."
