Ji Huan was a woman who knew her own mind. Widow Xie couldn't win an argument with her, so what else could she do but take on all the wedding arrangements herself?
Even if the groom was marrying into her family, she was still the bride. A bride should look beautiful on her wedding day; she couldn't be expected to worry about every little detail.
The siblings from the main branch of the family also offered to help.
In truth, they were just as baffled as Widow Xie. They racked their brains but couldn't figure out for the life of them why Ji Huan would fall for a homeless man.
But she insisted she had, leaving no room for anyone to persuade her otherwise. They could only sigh at how peculiar Ji Huan's taste was.
Besides, Ji Xiu'e and Aunt Kang were still watching from the sidelines like vultures.
