"Hahaha..." Suddenly, Gui Xingfu burst into hearty laughter.
Then, he said loudly, "My dear nephew, your Sister Gui Qinshao is already twenty years old, and I am as anxious as anyone. Others her age already have children, yet you haven't even married. But since Brother Suo Long has just passed away, although I'm burning with impatience, I wouldn't dare bring it up. I was thinking we might have to wait until after a year of mourning before discussing the wedding."
Next, Gui Xingfu's tone shifted as he continued, "However, since this is your father's dying wish, then nothing could be better. Let's settle the matter of your wedding soon, within these few days I will visit the Star Magician to pick the most auspicious date, preferably within this month."
The crowd was in an uproar, while Suo Ningbing was completely overjoyed.
Even Suo Lun couldn't help but be slightly taken aback. Had he truly misjudged Gui Xingfu—could he actually be a man of such warm heart and good nature?
