Dowry And Betrothal Gifts (3)

Di Fuyi politely replied with a smile, "It is all right."

The moment Yin Jiusi stood up straight, he could immediately tell that there was something more behind the man's awfully courteous smile. Di Fuyi looked at him sternly in the eye and sent quick chills down his spine.

After a short pause, he smiled apologetically and said, "National Master Di, I believe that you have heard our plan, haven't you? Should the wedding be carried in a month?"

Di Fuyi took a look at Gu Xijiu before giving a nonchalant answer, "Sure. You are invited to be one of our guests."

Yin Jiusi was dumbfounded. "Huh?"

Gu Xijiu was about to take a sip of tea before Di Fuyi dropped the bomb on them. In response to his calm reply to Yin Jiusi, she spilled her tea all over the table.