People in Sijiu City also heard that Shen Guiwu was going to formally marry the young wife. You could say he took it so seriously that he didn't invite anyone to the banquet, only people from the Shen family participated.

You might say he didn't take it seriously, but the whole city was decorated with red lanterns by him, making it known to everyone.

This is incomprehensible to outsiders.

Although what was said to the outside world was the young lady's intention, that she didn't like excessive lavishness and didn't have many relatives, didn't they remember that the young lady came from a theatre troupe? How could she not even have the chance to visit the troupe's owner?

Chen Guiwu also mentioned this matter to Shengwu, but Shengwu's answer was that she would not invite anyone. Her marriage into the Shen family was her own business, so Chen Guiwu gave up.

Sunken House.

Shen Qinghuan walked out of the yard and looked at the servants holding countless red silks and wedding characters in their hands, decorating the yard. She frowned coldly and clenched her knuckles under her sleeves.

It just feels dazzling.

"Master really loves this young wife! He asked a centenarian couple in the city to cut these wedding characters, which symbolize a long and happy marriage!"

"Yes, the master is going to take his young wife to the wedding customs office to register their marriage tomorrow, and they have already taken wedding photos today."

Shen Qinghuan listened to the discussion of the servants, her brown pupils sank, and seeing that her own courtyard was also pasted with a wedding character, she tensed her nerves and forced herself to calm down, so that she did not lose her composure and wanted to rush up to tear it off!

Unlike the joyful and lively atmosphere of the servants around her, Shen Qinghuan's heroic and beautiful face was covered with a layer of frost. She walked out of the yard without saying a word.

Walk towards Shen Junsheng's courtyard.