The red book with the steel seal at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau was thrown into the mezzanine of the handbag before Su Jin could warm it.
It was more like an announcement that had to be made before lunch than a wedding.
The banquet area in the Lu family's old house was very large, with more than a dozen tables of running water mats spread out. Only the table in the main hall was occupied by the so-called "family members."
Su Jin was sitting next to the main seat in a plain white linen dress, which was incompatible with the red and purple celebrations around her.
She did not change into the dragon and phoenix gown that was embroidered with gold thread, and the collar was a bit tight. She habitually wanted to reach out to touch the carving knife in her pocket, but failed, so she had to rub the rough texture of the tablecloth with her fingertips.
"Is this the decency of you intellectuals?"
Zhou Yulan knocked the blue and white porcelain teacup on the table with just enough force to cause the tea to splash out, but not to break the cup.
This hand strength has been practiced.
"It's not only unlucky to dress like a funeral on a big day, but also lacks tutoring." Zhou Yulan's eyelids drooped, and there was shrewdness in the creases at the corners of her eyes. "Since you have entered the Lu family's door, you must abide by the Lu family's rules. Go and change this skin."
