Following the bride and groom to offer toasts, they soon arrived at the table with Lin Family members, including Lin Mubai's parents and a group of people from Lan Family.
Lan Yiqing slapped her son's shoulder: "You little brat, good job, you really have your mom's style back in the day."
Lin Mubai's lips twitched slightly, his narrow gaze falling on the face that resembled his own: "Dad, what does mom mean? Did she force you into marriage back then?"
Ha ha, ha ha...
A whole table of people, some laughing, some spitting out their drinks, and some with a stifled laugh on their faces, clearly trying hard to hold back.
Lan Yiqing's face immediately turned red, and she slapped Lin Mubai's head without mercy, having to stand on tiptoes because her son was so tall: "Damn brat, how do you speak?"
"Just telling the truth." Lin Mubai shrugged indifferently.
