[Yu Zai, we get it. You disappeared from the entertainment circle for almost a year behind our backs, turns out you ran off with a dog of a man.]
[It’s over, it’s over. This woman is so heartless, she’s broken our hearts.]
Qin Lingyu: "..."
She wasn’t, she didn’t.
Yu Xuesheng turned his head slightly and smiled: "Why don’t we get married again?"
"No, there’s no need for that, right?"
"Getting a marriage certificate makes it easier for the kid’s household registration."
"..."
Such a good point, she couldn’t argue.
They went inside, where there was no livestream.
Norton glanced around, but didn’t see Xize: "Where’s the Little Brat?"
"Yueyue’s not awake yet," Ling Mianxi said, "He’s still at the Di Wu Family Ancestral Home, but it doesn’t matter if he comes or not."
Jiang Ran picked up his phone, displaying a picture of Xize wearing a long gown and sunglasses: "He’s learning fortune telling from Grandpa Chuan."
"..."
Impressive.
Xiu Yu rested a hand on Ling Mianxi’s shoulder, lifting his chin: "I say, when are you getting married? It’s been years with Young Master Nie, right?"
"You have the nerve to talk," Ling Mianxi pinched her waist, "What about a boyfriend? You don’t have one either."
Xiu Yu snorted: "Why do I need a boyfriend? They’re all useless."
As the group chatted, a string of music began to play.
Nie Chao, who had dozed off, startled awake: "Is it starting?"
"Yes, it is. Hurry, everyone, out." Ling Mianxi and Xiu Yu began shooing people away, "According to tradition, the groom has to go through the process before picking up the bride."
With a "bang," the door was shut, leaving the groomsmen outside.
The men: "..."
Jiang Ran muttered: "So fierce, be careful no one marries you in the future."
Fu Yunshen also entered at this time.
He was wearing a traditional Chinese wedding outfit.
The bright red attire made his already handsome features even more striking.
He cast a lazy glance at the people before him: "What are you all doing here?"
"We got kicked out," Nie Yi said, "Yunshen, you have to start breaking through the barriers."
Only after passing everyone’s tests could he marry the bride.
"Buddy, you’re really suffering," Qin Lingyan gloated, "This big sister has too many people blocking you, it’s tough to get married."
Fu Yunshen crossed his arms: "Better than being single."
Qin Lingyan: "..."
"Let’s go." Nie Yi adjusted his suit, "This way."
The group moved to the first door.
It was a password door, with a computer set up by the entrance.
A voice came from the computer’s speaker: "This is the password lock set by Ying Zijin. You can come in once you open it."
Qin Lingyan was dumbfounded: "First round’s already this tough?"
Ying Zijin is certainly a genius.
Is her password lock even solvable by humans?
"Hey, hey, hey, only the Seventh Young Master can do this, no outsourcing!" Nie Chao suddenly stepped up, blocking Qin Lingyan, "Especially this hacker here."
Jiang Ran: "...Aren’t you a guy, shouldn’t you be on our side? Why are you helping the enemy?"
"I’m a friend of women, of course, I stand with my sisters against outsiders." Nie Chao was unapologetic, "No matter what, if you guys can’t pass one of these challenges today, don’t even think about seeing the bride."
Fu Yunshen gave him a brief glance, then sat at the computer.
His long fingers tapped on the keyboard a few times.
With a "click," the password door opened.
So quickly that Nie Chao didn’t even have time to react.
Fu Yunshen patted his jacket, looking leisurely: "Let’s go."
"Well," Qin Lingyan coughed, "his computer skills are better than mine."
Nie Chao: "..."
Wow, this rich playboy is so good with computers too?!
The two of them each took a side, blocking the way.
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