Looking at the situation before them, everyone present was struck dumb and their jaws nearly hit the floor, even old Master Wang's face was a picture of agony. The next second, he turned to look at Wang Xiaoyu.
"Xiaoyu, this is your brother's wedding, a matter not to be taken lightly."
"You go back to your room, this has nothing to do with you."
After these words, Wang Xiaoyu immediately pursed her lips, her face a mixture of displeasure as she glanced at Wang Jie and then strode away from the scene.
As she was leaving, she gave Wang Jie another look, her face full of concern.
"Please, Brother Wang Jie, you must find me a good sister-in-law."
"Otherwise, I might just have to fill that position myself."
The last sentence was whispered so softly by Wang Xiaoyu, but in Wang Jie's ears, every word was clear and deeply etched.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Alright, alright, go do what you need to do and don't bother me anymore."
