The feast had begun.
Perhaps it was because she had just created a stir, making her presence felt, that Yang PeiMin was warmly invited out by the enthusiastic crowd.
Beforehand, Zhang Minghua had come to talk to her, "Minmin, let's go outside and sit for a bit, today is also your joyful occasion. Let your grandparents share in your happiness. Aren't those people still gossiping about you? Now let's see if they can still say anything."
Yang PeiMin grimaced, rubbing her head with a pained expression, and asked, "Mom, why did you agree to the engagement today? I haven't even accepted yet."
