The Butler placed the items on the table, but Chu Anche didn't even lift his eyelids to look at them.
The Butler paused, standing still for a while, knowing that Chu Anche had nothing else to instruct, then finally turned and left.
Chu Anche stretched out his hand, fiercely pinching the center of his brow; it wasn't that he was unwilling to give Jian Shuyao a wedding.
It was just that he didn't want to hold a wedding for Jian Shuyao amidst such chaotic circumstances.
Now that Xiao'an was sick, and he was still searching for Xiao'an's mother—he knew Jian Shuyao's heart must be no lighter than his.
Under such conditions, even if a wedding took place, how could it ever be perfect for Jian Shuyao?
Moreover, with Xiao'an being ill, everyone's minds would hardly be on the wedding at that time, and instead of a lackluster marriage now, it would be better to wait until everything was settled before preparing for the wedding.