In the evening, I. Lu and Jiayin lay in bed, and I. Lu hugged Xu tightly.

"Ivy Lu," Xu Jiayin suddenly cried.

"Well, what's wrong?" Lu Yu said.

"Let's start sending invitations tomorrow and invite relatives and friends to our wedding," Xu said.

"Well, I've arranged everything for the wedding. You don't have to worry about anything," said Lu.

"You know," Xu Jiayin raised her head and looked at Mr. Lu. "You should be as kind to me as Hao Xuan was to Ning Xuan."

"That's necessary. I promise I'll treat you well for a lifetime," said Lu.

"That's about the same," Xu Jiayin smiled with satisfaction.

"Happy now, isn't...