Upon hearing Fu Ying's words, not only the guests present but also Lu Qingqing found it odd.
She didn't remember Fu Yisheng mentioning that his parents had an announcement to make at the wedding.
Fu Ying then gestured, and twelve gracefully shaped hostesses with beautifully tailored clothing ascended the stage holding trays. Each tray was lined with red silk, holding nine scrolls and a stack of documents.
Next to them, another hostess wearing white gloves stood by each.
Twenty-four young women stood on the stage, blooming like a cluster of flowers, breathtakingly beautiful.
