Huo Yanzhi rubbed his hands together in anticipation. He warned Shao Ning and Wanyu, "You two better not be traitors and get easily bought off by the red envelopes he slips in."
As soon as Huo Yanzhi finished speaking, several red envelopes were slipped in through the crack under the door.
Shao Ning opened one of the red envelopes and took a look.
Inside was a check.
Eight million, eight hundred and eighty-eight thousand, eight hundred and eighteen.
Both Shao Ning and Wanyu gasped.
The groom was too wealthy and generous!
Huo Yanzhi glanced at the check and almost passed out. "He really knows how to buy people off!"
Being so generous, they couldn't even bear to make things difficult for him.
"Bridesmaids, since you've received the red envelopes, can you open the door?" Ming Zheng, one of the groomsmen, asked while knocking on the door.
Huo Yanzhi raised his index finger and wagged it. "No way, we have to follow the process we agreed upon last night. Let the groom sing a love song first!"
Wen Yan's long eyelashes fluttered slightly.
[Wow, I've never heard Si Moyan sing a love song before!]
[Hehe, I'm inexplicably looking forward to it.]
Si Moyan outside the door, "..."
Huo Yanzhi asked Wen Yan in a low voice, "What love song do you want to hear?"
Wen Yan thought for a moment and replied, "When I Fall in Love."
Huo Yanzhi nodded, then shouted to the people outside, "The love song the groom sings must be the one the bride wants to hear."
Disgruntled voices from the groomsmen sounded outside. "There are so many love songs, aren't you just making things difficult for the groom?"
Huo Yanzhi wore a punchable smile. "Gatecrashing games are naturally supposed to be difficult. This is a test of the tacit understanding between the groom and the bride."
Si Moyan sang two songs outside, but neither was what Wen Yan wanted to hear.
Wen Yan's long eyelashes fluttered.
[Boohoo, does this dog of a man have zero tacit understanding with me? I want to hear When I Fall in Love.]
The next second, the sound of the man singing When I Fall in Love rang out from outside.
Huo Yanzhi's eyes widened in surprise. "Damn, he guessed it so quickly? Next round, the groom has to do one hundred one-handed push-ups and say a sweet nothing to the bride while doing each one."
"You guys are asking too much. One-handed push-ups? Isn't that going to kill the groom?" Ming Zheng complained on behalf of his bro.
"Hahaha, how can picking up the bride be that easy? Groom, hurry up and do them, don't delay the auspicious time."
Si Moyan took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie a bit, and supported himself on the floor with one hand.
He spoke as he did the push-ups, "Mrs. Si, do you know what varieties of peaches there are? Flat peaches, honey peaches, nectarines, and one called loving you with nowhere to escape."
Wen Yan, "..."
"What appears in the eyes of a lover? Xi Shi? No, it's you."
"A woman's tears are a deadly gun."
"I fantasized about being an inventor, a philosopher, an artist, but finally realized I just want to live in your house."
"I'm about to faint, because I'm completely mesmerized by you."
Wen Yan, "..."
[Ahhh, this is killing me! Why are all his cheesy pickup lines the ones I used on him before?]
[He actually remembers them all, he's really so secretly passionate.]
[When I said them to him back then, he scoffed at them, but it turns out he had firmly memorized them all along.]
[Goodness, is saying cheesy pickup lines really this awkward? My toes are curling so hard I could dig out a grand castle.]
"Alright, alright, Huo Yanzhi, hurry up and make him stop talking." She was getting goosebumps all over.
Huo Yanzhi couldn't listen anymore either.
He thought this task would stump Si Moyan, but as a result, he was doing one-handed push-ups without blushing or panting.
What was worse, his cheesy pickup lines came one after another, making everyone's scalp tingle.
"He's the type who's aloof on the outside but secretly passionate on the inside, isn't he!" Huo Yanzhi said to Wen Yan.
Wen Yan coughed awkwardly. "...I guess so."
For the third round, Huo Yanzhi passed out a white piece of paper covered with red lip prints.
There were hundreds of red lip prints on it.
"Within one minute, the groom must find out which lip print belongs to the bride!"
Wen Yan, "..."
[To increase the difficulty of this task, Huo Yanzhi even tampered with my red lip print. Sixth row, third one. If I hadn't peeked at the answer, even I wouldn't be able to recognize it myself!]
She thought Si Moyan wouldn't find it so quickly, but the next second, the man's deep, magnetic voice sounded, "Sixth row, third one."
Huo Yanzhi, "..."
Wen Yan, "..."
"Ahhh, Little Yanyan, did you leak the answer to him?"
Wen Yan innocently raised her hands. "No, I didn't!"
Huo Yanzhi had no choice but to open the door.
The groom, the groomsmen, and the guests watching from the outside all flooded in.
"The final round, the groom has to find the bride's high heels."
Si Moyan and the groomsmen began searching everywhere for Wen Yan's high heels.
But after searching around the room several times, they couldn't find them.
"Hahaha, can't find them, can you? If the groom can do the seaweed dance, I'll tell you guys." Huo Yanzhi crossed his arms over his chest, his smile extremely punchable.
Wen Yan's mouth twitched.
She was actually a bit worried that Huo Yanzhi was going to get beaten up later.
[It's really hard to imagine the scene of my husband doing the seaweed dance. Should I remind him that the high heels are actually right under my skirt?]
The next second, the man walked towards Wen Yan.
He crouched his tall body down, slightly lifted her skirt, and sure enough, found the high heels.
Wen Yan, "..."
What was going on? It was as if he could hear her inner thoughts?
...
The wedding was held in a solemn and sacred church.
When the wedding march played, Wen Yan, holding onto Wen Jinglou's arm, slowly walked into the church.
Si Moyan, wearing a haute couture suit, stood under the cross. His hair was slicked back, revealing his handsome forehead and chiseled features without reservation. His whole body exuded an aura of noble aloofness.
Seeing his bride walking towards him, his deep eyes revealed doting affection and gentleness.
Wen Jinglou placed Wen Yan's hand into Si Moyan's, instructing Si Moyan to treat Wen Yan well in the future.
Si Moyan nodded heavily. "Father-in-law, please rest assured."
The pastor asked if they were willing to take each other as husband and wife, and without the slightest hesitation, both answered, "I do."
While exchanging rings, their gazes intertwined, and glistening mist surfaced in their eyes.
"Mrs. Si, I love you." He lifted her wedding veil and kissed her red lips affectionately.
"Hubby, I love you too."
...
After the wedding ceremony ended, Wen Yan was escorted by Si Moyan to the lawn outside the church to toss the bouquet.
Unmarried men and women all stood together, hoping to catch this piece of luck.
"Everyone, get ready to catch the bouquet~" Wen Yan turned her back and tossed the bouquet high into the air.
Everyone pushed and shoved, making it very lively.
Jiang Shuyin stood beside the guests watching the fun; she had no intention of fighting for the bouquet.
But as coincidence would have it, Wen Yan tossed the bouquet askew, and it landed perfectly in her arms.
"The lucky winner is Jiang Shuyin!"
"Looks like the next one to get married is Ah Yin."
Jiang Shuyin had rushed back from abroad specifically to attend Wen Yan and Si Moyan's wedding.
Seeing the bouquet that had landed in her arms, Jiang Shuyin was somewhat surprised and stunned.
Mother Jiang held Jiang Shuyin's hand and softly persuaded her, "Ah Yin, why are you going abroad to study jewelry design? It wasn't easy for you to come back. Can't you just work at the Jiang family's company?"
Jiang Shuyin shook her head. "I am studying under a very skilled mentor. I can learn a lot from them."
"It's fine if you don't want to stay in Ye City. Li Zeqian, the young master of the Li family, is also in Country M. Coincidentally, he is here attending the wedding today too. How about Mom introduces you two?"
Without waiting for Jiang Shuyin to refuse, Mother Jiang enthusiastically called Li Zeqian over.
Li Zeqian was now a financial tycoon on Wall Street, and Jiang Shuyin had heard of his name before.
He was handsome and noble, exuding the elegant charm of a refined gentleman.
After chatting for a few moments, Jiang Shuyin and Li Zeqian exchanged contact information.
"Miss Jiang, I will treat you to dinner once we are in Country M."
Jiang Shuyin nodded. "Alright, let's keep in touch then."
As soon as Jiang Shuyin finished speaking, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.
It felt as if an intense, undeniable gaze had landed on her.
She quickly looked up and glanced around, but she didn't see anything unusual.
She was probably just overthinking it!
Ever since she learned that Lu Yan was still alive, she had been worried that he would find her again.
However, for the past half a year, he had not appeared in her sight at all.
The trauma he left her with was simply too deep. Even though she was living a normal life now, deep down, she was still filled with trepidation.
...
After the wedding ceremony ended, the group headed to the hotel.
The bride and groom were getting ready for the upcoming toasting segment.
Taking advantage of the time while the bride was changing into her toasting dress, Jiang Shuyin went to the restroom.
Emerging from the stall, she was standing at the sink washing her hands when she suddenly noticed something amiss.
She snapped her head up and saw through the mirror that a tall, cold figure was standing at the entrance of the restroom.
The man was wearing a black leather jacket and high-top leather boots, with a cigarette dangling from his lips. He was staring at her with an overbearing, aggressive aura.
Meeting the man's cold, merciless eagle-like eyes, Jiang Shuyin felt as if her heart was about to stop beating.
It was actually Lu Yan!
