Chen Lian faintly felt that An Xiaomian, the woman beside Shangguan Xiu, looked somewhat familiar.
He was taken aback.
Familiar?
Why did he feel that An Xiaomian looked familiar?
He had never met this woman before.
He frowned and looked away, perhaps he was just overthinking.
…
Downstairs.
An Xiaomian had been stiff with shock ever since the things Shangguan Xiu had said, her mind wandering.
Seeing her like this, Shangguan Xiu was about to coax her back to reality when he suddenly heard several flattering voices nearby, "Mr. Shangguan, Mr. Shangguan, hello, congratulations, congratulations, Mr. Shangguan will soon marry a beautiful bride, hehe..."
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Xiu turned his head to look at the several middle-aged men who were speaking. They were all wearing smiles, smiling broadly.
