Jin City.
The city, as vibrant as a flamboyant tapestry, seems to be even livelier today, from east to west.
A line of expensive black limousines, as many as 50, drove slowly on the wide streets of Jin City. It’s as if all vehicles spontaneously gave way, reluctant to disrupt the formation. In Jin City, there are many wealthy individuals but only a few who would display such pomp and ceremony for their wedding day.
The grand procession of luxury cars stopped at the Song Family mansion.
The mansion entrance was already crowded with people.
They were all relatives of the Song Family.
The Song Family may not be large and thriving, but there were quite a number of people in total. All gathered together, they could fill up five large tables.
Many people stood at the entrance, waiting.
The car doors, seemingly rehearsed, all opened at once after the vehicles had co to a halt, creating an awe-inspiring sight.
Ji Baijian stepped out from the lead limousine.
He was wearing a white suit.
In his hands, he held a bouquet of white roses.
Ji Baijian had never worn white before.
He had always preferred black and grey, appearing low-key but stable.
The sudden contrast at this mont made him even more endearing.
So young girls from the Song Family couldn’t help but exclaim, "The groom is really handso!"
"Ah, he’s just like an overbearing CEO leaping out of a novel."
"I suddenly don’t feel like being a fan anymore. The male stars all pale in comparison."
The crowd erupted in a cacophony of approval.
Ji Baijian’s hairstyle still exuded a mature charm today. His chiseled features, clearly defined facial lines, and radiant beauty made him unbelievably attractive.
His tall figure walked into the grand entrance of the Mansion.
He looked handso indeed.
A delight to the eyes.
However, he needed to give out the appropriate red packets. He can’t spare a single cent.
A group of young girls blocked the mansion’s main entrance.
A girl said, "You can’t just take away my cousin like this."
Ji Baijian smiled.
The girls, aged around 15 or 16, couldn’t handle his blatant charm.
Their hearts pounded.
Ji Baijian stretched out his slender fingers.
Yin Qin was following behind Ji Baijian.
He and Ji Baili were the best n, and they had genuinely overslept that morning.
He even forgot what ti he ca back last night, only rembering that he fell asleep before even taking off his clothes. When he woke up, he was awakened by Ji Baili’s phone call and scurried to the scene after a quick shower, without even catching his breath.
The hangover from last night left him drained today, but he had to muster all his energy. He was afraid that Ji Baijian, this shrewd fox, might take revenge if he slipped up at this critical mont.
Yin Qin quickly took out the red packets and handed them to Ji Baijian.
Ji Baijian handed the thick red packets to the girls, "Is this satisfactory?"
It was.
Even without the red packet, it would have been acceptable.
Ji Baijian gestured to Yin Qin.
Yin Qin, being the perfect gentleman, opened the way past the starry-eyed girls, allowing Ji Baijian to enter the main entrance of the mansion smoothly, leading directly into the grand hall.
Most of the relatives in the hall were from the older generation.
The older generation, keen to talk and laugh, naturally wouldn’t participate in the wedding procession obstacle course.
Despite that, Ji Baijian had Yin Qin and Ji Baili distribute red packets to everyone.
The thick red packets, presumably, even exceeded nurous wedding gifts.
Just like that, Ji Baijian smoothly left the grand hall, walked towards the large backyard, passed through it, and before long, he reached Song Zhizhi’s bridal chamber.
The bridal chamber was right in front of him.
The room door was tightly shut, and on it, a large festive red "Happiness" character was affixed.
The Song family mansion was thoroughly decorated, and the wedding ambiance was intense.
Ji Baijian took a deep breath.
Today, yes, today, he would take Song Zhizhi away.
His throat moved slightly, he was unavoidably excited.
Yin Qin was right.
He didn’t sleep all night.
It felt like he’d been waiting for this mont for a thousand years.
He took a step forward.
Suddenly, soone blocked his way.
Ji Baijian looked at the man standing in front of him, Wei Ziming.
Wei Ziming also stared at Ji Baijian.
Yin Qin, who never minded when things went awry, rely stood by, looking on with a smirk on his face.
"Red packet?" Ji Baijian raised an eyebrow.
Wei Ziming frowned, "Not necessary."
Ji Baijian had guessed as much.
Wei Ziming said, "I don’t think you can protect Zhizhi."
"So... "
"I’ve heard you’re quite the fighter."
"Alright." Ji Baijian handed the bouquet of white roses to Yin Qin.
Yin Qin quickly took it.
So these two n were planning to have a fight on the wedding day.
Alright then.
Even heroes are matched with beauties.
Yin Qin also wanted to see who was tougher, Ji Baijian or Wei Ziming.
Ji Baijian toss his coat to Ji Baili.
Wei Ziming was also ready at this mont.
The next second.
Both of them were ready to rumble, exchanging punches and kicks. It was quite the spectacle.
In the room.
Song Zhizhi’s heart was racing. Any hint or murmur could send her heart pounding.
But why... hasn’t he arrived yet?
Was Ji Baijian stopped by the people outside?
Such a high and mighty persona of Ji Baijian would certainly not be able to deal with their relatives.
That guy must be at his wit’s end by now.
While worrying.
A staff mber suddenly entered from outside, rather flustered, "The groom started a fight."
"What?!" Song Zhizhi almost jumped off the bed.
The leading staff mber quickly cald her down, "The bride mustn’t move. No matter what happens, the groom must co to pick you up himself, otherwise it’s bad luck."
Song Zhizhi sighed. She didn’t believe in these superstitions anyway.
"I’ll go out and check for you," Xin Zaozao said.
Xin Zaozao was actually a very thoughtful person, always considering others.
"Okay," Song Zhizhi nodded.
Xin Zaozao then left the room.
Since the compound was of quadrangle design, the lawn of the backyard was right outside the door.
On the lawn, she indeed saw Ji Baijian and Wei Ziming fighting. They were punching and kicking and looked quite fierce.
She didn’t know who was winning or losing, but from her point of view, they both seed evenly matched. This exciting fight scene reminded her of a movie.
She hurriedly turned around and returned to the room.
"It’s Ji Baijian and Wei Ziming," Xin Zaozao said, "they started fighting, there are many people watching. They don’t seem to be actually fighting."
Song Zhizhi breathed a sigh of relief.
Brother Ziming wouldn’t cause trouble at her wedding.
So now all she needed to do was keep waiting.
Outside the door.
The two had crossed fists nearly a hundred tis.
And then, reluctantly and in silent agreent, they both let go.
Ji Baijian said, "Mr. Wei indeed has remarkable skills."
"That’s generous of you," Wei Ziming replied frankly, "I hope from now on, you will protect her well."
"Rest assured, I will never let her down in this lifeti."
"Otherwise, I will take her away."
With that, Wei Ziming turned around and left.
His arm that had held back was shaking all along.
He actually lost to Ji Baijian.
To the outsiders, it looked like a peaceful end, but in reality, it’s because the victory had been decided that they stopped fighting.
Ji Baijian was not as straightforward as he looked.
Ji Baijian casually picked up his white suit and put it on, then picked up the white roses.
Yin Qin walked beside Ji Baijian, away from the crowd so they couldn’t hear, and said, "Why did you save Wei Ziming’s face?"
The one who started the fight should get the lesson he deserved.
Ji Baijian was not as foolish as Yin Qin, to ruin his own wedding.
He stood at Song Zhizhi’s door.
The door was locked.
Yin Qin stepped forward to knock.
Ji Baijian stopped him and knocked on the door himself.
There was a sound from inside the room.
Song Zhizhi’s heart started to race again.
Being married was really exhausting.
She stared straight at the door.
anwhile, a staff mber screened her large bed with a red canopy. The canopy was so dense that one couldn’t see inside from the outside, but she could clearly see the outside from inside.
Song Zhizhi watched several staff mbers arrive at the door and ask those who had co to fetch the bride, "Has the groom arrived?"
"Yes."
Outside, Ji Baijian’s magnetic voice echoed.
Such a pleasant voice, it could impregnate one’s ears.
"Bride, we’ve prepared everything for you. Whether he can marry you or not, depends on the groom’s ability," a staff mber joked.
"Okay," Ji Baijian replied politely.
"After all this talking, I’m a bit thirsty," the staff mber intentionally said.
"Then you open the door, and I’ll bring you water," offered Yin Qin.
"No can do. What if you take the opportunity to force your way in? We are all weak ladies in here."
"Ladies, rest assured, we are all gentlen here, we promise not to forcibly marry."
"How can you assure us?"
"How do you want us to assure you?" Yin Qin asked.
"Only the groom is allowed in."
It seed like there was a negotiation going on outside before Yin Qin loudly declared, "Okay, you open the door, and we will send the groom in."
"The mont we open the door, you all will rush in." The staff mber was experienced with such situations, "Groom."
"Present." Ji Baijian’s voice always sounded so pleasing.
"There’s a window beside here, figure out how to get in through there."
"..."
Song Zhizhi laughed.
Asking soone like Ji Baijian to climb through a window seed like a real challenge.
But at that mont, Song Zhizhi suddenly noticed so movent at the window.
The very next second-
The window was pushed open.
Ji Baijian crawled in through the window.
He looked rather ridiculous.
This image would probably be unforgettable for life.
The sound of Yin Qin ca from outside the door, "My handso groom must not be gawked at."
Upon hearing this, uncontrollable laughter broke out both inside and outside of the door.
Luo Xiaolang and Xin Zaozao were accompanying Song Zhizhi inside the veil. Zaozao, who is usually reserved, was also laughing throughout the entire ti.
Perhaps they were all genuinely touched by the joy of the mont.
After Ji Baijian climbed into the room, he looked behind the veil.
The staff mber held him back, "Easy there, groom. You still have the whole night ahead."
Song Zhizhi blushed.
Ji Baijian’s face seed to take on a different hue too.
"To take our bride, we first have to test the groom’s physical strength."
"Go on."
"One hundred push-ups, minus one, the red packet doesn’t get to co up. Go!"
Song Zhizhi wanted to decline.
Because Ji Baijian had just recovered from an illness.
But before she could voice out, Ji Baijian was already on the floor, starting his push-ups.
The staff mbers began to count out loud.
"One, two, three..."
"What are you doing to our groom!" Yin Qin roared from outside.
His cries were ignored.
"We won’t be pushovers!" Yin Qin threatened.
Still, no one responded.
At this point, Yin Qin didn’t care anymore and shot Ji Baili a glance.
Accompanied by the count from inside and the sounds of the door being ramd from the outside, the entire room was filled with chaos.
"...ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred!"
At the sa ti, the door was forcefully shoved open.
Yin Qin, panting heavily, looked at Ji Baijian as he stood up from the floor.
Ji Baijian was also catching his breath at this mont.
"Bride, our groom has great stamina." The staff mber loudly announced.
Song Zhizhi’s face grew even redder.
"Next up, marital trivia. For every wrong answer, we top up on the red packet."
"Go on." Ji Baijian recovered quickly.
The staff mber asked, "Bride’s birthday?"
"August 15."
"Bride’s favorite food?"
"Strawberry ice cream cake."
"Bride’s body asurents." The staff mber chuckled.
Ji Baijian seed to hesitate for a mont.
Song Zhizhi felt a little nervous at that mont.
She had told him when they were making the wedding dress, but she wasn’t sure if he rembered.
...
A collective gasp of surprise echoed throughout the room.
Song Zhizhi felt her face flush with embarrassnt.
"Correct answer." The staff mber intentionally raised his voice and continued, "Where did you two first et?"
Song Zhizhi didn’t quite rember.
The most morable encounter she could think of was when he ca to call off the wedding. They must have t before that, such as during their childhood in kindergarten which Ji Baijian had ntioned before.
"On Song Zhizhi’s first day of kindergarten."
"What was your first impression of her?"
"Just a little brat."
The room fell silent for a mont, followed by uproarious laughter.
Song Zhizhi was speechless.
Everyone was a brat during those tis.
"Who confessed their feelings first?"
"Song Zhizhi."
Song Zhizhi blushed with embarrassnt.
What kind of questions were these.
Ji Baijian answered seriously, "One day before the wedding she ca to break it off, the next day she ca to ask for my love... The impression was quite vivid."
A murmur of surprise rose among everyone in the room.
What a rollercoaster of emotions they must have gone through.
"When was your first kiss?"
"March 21."
"Who initiated it?"
"Song Zhizhi."
The staff mber exaggerated his expression.
The bride really is bold.
"I can testify." Yin Qin intervened, "I was there."
How daring the bride is indeed.
Song Zhizhi wanted to bury herself in a hole.
Was all this necessary just to get married?
She had face too!
"Before marriage, what did the groom call the bride?"
"Miss Song." said Ji Baijian.
Plainly, a polite address.
But coming from Ji Baijian, it was simring with hidden anings.
"And what about the bride?"
"Ji Dabai."
"Pfft." Yin Qin laughed.
Only Song Zhizhi could co up with sothing like that.
Was this an appropriate nickna for soone as stoic as Ji Baijian?
Song Zhizhi felt wronged.
She had never called him that. It was just a simple na on her phone.
How could Ji Baijian know about it!
"After getting married, what would you call the bride?"
"Madam." The words sounded so... pleasant coming from Ji Baijian.
Such a formal address had beco ambiguous.
"Alright then. Finish off the red peppers in front of you and you can proceed to fetch your wife." The staff mber said.
As he said that, three staff mbers ca forward, holding up trays with plates of spicy red chili sauce.
One of the staff mbers added, "You and the two groomsman eat together, then state the level of spiciness in these three plates."
"And if we get it wrong?" asked Yin Qin.
"Then we continue. Till you get it right." The staff mber smiled brilliantly.
"Darn it." Yin Qin cursed, "The thing I hate the most in this world is spicy food."
Ji Baijian felt the sa way.
Then Ji Baijian, without any hesitation, picked up one of the plates.
So did Yin Qin and Ji Baili.
All three ate and turned green-faced.
There was no difference in the spiciness level, right?
All of them were damn spicy.
The three of them conferred.
Ji Baijian said, "Baili, Yin Qin, myself."
The staff mber looked at him.
"In ascending order of spiciness!"
"Correct answer!" The staff mber announced.
Phew.
Water.
Yin Qin could feel his tongue burning.
"Where’s the water?" Yin Qin asked.
"Didn’t I ask you to bring it with you earlier?"
Dammit.
He wanted to curse out loud.
While Yin Qin was struggling with the spiciness, teary-eyed and sweaty-
The man who had the hottest pepper for his al was now standing tall, his gaze fixed on the silhouette behind the veil.
Song Zhizhi knew Ji Baijian couldn’t see her.
But at that mont, it felt as if their eyes t.
Her heartbeat quickened.
Quickened.
She watched as Ji Baijian slowly approached.
His long fingers gently lifted Song Zhizhi’s veil.
Song Zhizhi stared at Ji Baijian.
Ji Baijian walked over.
Gently, he kneeled on one knee.
Song Zhizhi watched Ji Baijian, his handso face, his deep-set eyes, his hand holding a bouquet of white roses, right there in front of her.
He said, "From this day forward, you are my life."
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