Xia Yiwan felt puzzled, the scale of this hundred days feast was comparable to a wedding.
While pondering, she saw Feng Lang approaching with large strides.
Feng Lang was already handsome, but today, dressed in a deep blue suit, he looked even more striking.
"Wow, one looks best when happy. Feng Lang, you look the most handsome I've ever seen you today." Yan Xia joked.
Xia Yiwan was focused on something else: "Where are Sister Ye and the baby?"
Although she saw pictures that Feng Lang sent every day on her phone, she still wanted to see the three-month-old baby in person.
"In the room," said Feng Lang.
"I want to see the baby, can you ask Sister Ye to step aside for a moment?" Xia Yiwan hesitated.
She was afraid that she might disturb Ye Qingchen's breastfeeding.
"It's fine, go accompany her. I have a task for you," Feng Lang whispered into her ear.
After hearing this, Xia Yiwan instantly became excited: "Sure! Leave it to me, I'll definitely complete the task!"