A New Sculpture

"Have you lost your mind after drawing everyday?" Yuan Zhou said with a firm tone.

"Let's first leave this matter aside. Who are you going to marry? Why didn't we get any information about this?" Wu Hai stroked his mustaches and appeared quite confused.

"Read the invitation card yourself," Yuan Zhou said angrily.

"At the sight of the invitation card for your marriage, I feel that the whole world has suddenly changed." Wu Hai mumbled and sputtered.

"This is the invitation card for an engagement." Yuan Zhou corrected him.

"It's all the same." Wu Hai waved his hand, indicating he didn't care if it was marriage or engagement. Anyway, it was abrupt and caused astonishment.

Just as he prepared to open the invitation card that he had dropped aside due to his shock, Wu Hai suddenly shouted loudly, "Boss Yuan, will you close the restaurant if you get married?"