Cecile has been exceptionally busy these days. There's only one reason: the young master Xi has gone to attend to a major life event, leaving all his work to him!
"Tsk tsk..." Wei Yan looked at Xi Muchen, who was bending over and doing grunt work, and teased Lan Ye, "Who is this, Lan Ye? The noble young master is here doing hard labor—tell me, would anyone believe it if we said it out loud?"
Lan Ye ignored him and turned to Xi Muchen, asking, "Muchen, are you sure you don't need my help?"
"No need," Xi Muchen said. "I'm the one proposing, so naturally, I should take care of everything myself."
"You really are something else," Wei Yan said. "I've seen people propose in hotels, on beaches, but never in a dance studio. Hasn't little sister-in-law stopped dancing? Are you sure... she really likes ballet that much?"
"Is she my wife or your wife?" Xi Muchen couldn't even be bothered with Wei Yan.
