Lu Xiaoyou remained quiet at the dining table, her peripheral vision glancing toward Hou Tingfu.
Hou Tingfu's face was cold. Just as she was about to speak, Madam Hou said:
"But a smaller banquet is also good. The wedding of the two families is solely organized by Tingfu. If it were larger, Tingfu wouldn't be able to handle it, and it could easily become chaotic."
Hou Tingfu held her knife and fork, cutting the bacon and fried egg in front of her. Her knife swung in her hand, and as the sunlight shone in, it occasionally reflected the light off her knife onto Madam Hou's face.
The light reflected from the dining knife dazzled Madam Hou's eyes. She blinked her uncomfortable eyes and then shut her mouth.
Hou Tingfu suddenly said, "Regarding the wedding banquet, I really can't manage it alone. Madam Hou, how about I leave the banquet preparations to you? If anything goes wrong with the wedding banquet, it's on you!"
