"Exactly, our brother was too anxious to wait any longer," Fu Shiyi said with a smile.
When he was at work, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and left work to get married. It was very impressive.
Although Fu Shengying felt that it was a pity that they didn't get married on the auspicious day, he didn't object too much.
"Forget it, so be it."
In the past, Fu Hanzheng was not in a hurry to get married, but now he was more anxious than anyone else.
It was good that they had settled the matter.
"Alright, alright. It's time to eat."
Mrs. Fu put away the marriage certificate and gave it back to Gu Weiwei.
At the dinner table, Madam Fu kept putting food into her bowl.
"Thanks, mom." Gu Weiwei thanked her.
The way she addressed her made Mrs. Fu smile.
Fu Shengying, who had been ignored, coughed and Fu Shiqin passed him a glass of water.
"Old Zhou, give my dad his throat-soothing medicine."