"Why are you standing there?! Hurry, keep up!"

The photographer in charge of documenting the event hastily urged the driver, spit flying, excitedly rambling incoherently.

Of the wedding photography assignments he’s taken, he’s done at least hundreds, but without a doubt, today will be the peak of his career!

An actual Koenigsegg.

Not just in Sha City, but nationwide—no, worldwide!

How many photographers are this lucky?!

The convoy started moving, each car connected to the next, all flashing double blinkers in orderly fashion behind the Koenigsegg, banishing any early morning fatigue, making everyone glow with energy, and sitting straighter in their seats instinctively.

Meanwhile.

They all pulled out their phones simultaneously, taking photos if possible, sending messages and boasting if not.

It’s well known that the route for picking up the bride is planned in advance, and it’s not necessarily the shortest path.

The bride’s home is in Jingyi District, associated with Sha City Mental Health Center. Just now, making a U-turn at Ta Bridge Road would take at most five minutes to arrive, but the wedding convoy didn’t take that route.

Well.

They even took time on the road to have breakfast.

Arriving by eight will be just fine, there’s plenty of time.

After breakfast, the streets are crowded, even the early-rising policemen forget their primary duties, using their phones meant for photographing illegally parked cars to compete with the crowd for photos.

"Excuse me, please make way, make way."

Someone is responsible for scattering candy.

"Congratulations..."

From all directions.

The congratulatory voices are endless.

Tie Jun, who always adhered to the principle of contentment and stability being happiness, felt his mind waver for a moment.

It’s no wonder so many have become slaves to money and power.

Look at the police squeezed on the edge of the crowd, with eyes of awe and reverence.

Only truly being there in person can one know how intoxicating, how lethal this feeling is.

Of course.

Tie Jun is aware that he’s merely borrowing this temporarily, it’s not his life.

Wearing the groom’s suit, he clasped his hands together and bowed to the elders and people of Sha City.

"Thank you, thank you all for your blessings."

At eight in the morning.

Jingyi District.

"Bang—bang—bang——"

The sound of fireworks erupted on time downstairs.

Fifth floor.

With braided hair, Tong Dan peered down from the window. Complemented by an elegant gown, today she appeared especially ladylike.

"Oh my God!"

Well.

Ladylike was just the facade.

Seeing the Koenigsegg driving into the district, Tong Dan’s eyes widened before quickly retracting her gaze, turning to another bridesmaid to reprimand her, "Wow, you conspired to keep this from me."

The petal-like neckline flattering the long neck, depicting upward-growing vitality, the flowing skirt gracefully sweeping the ground, the unchanging long straight black hair falling over the shoulders forming a stark color contrast with the pure gown, and the intricately woven floral patterns bulging on the chest into a smooth curve...

Both dresses cost the same price a day, not a penny more, indeed even their styles were identical, but worn on different people, they emit completely different vibes.

"Weren’t you the first to know?"

"How would I know?"

"Didn’t he fly in?"

"..."

Tong Dan sighed, "My dear Qing Gege, last time when I leaked his flight information, he probably wasn’t too pleased, and after all, he is the boss. If he intentionally wants to keep it from me, isn’t it easy as pie?"

Fang Qing nodded.

Tong Dan then turned her attention to the bride on the bed, and the last bridesmaid.

"So I’m the last to know, right?"

Sitting in the center, spreading her bright red wedding dress on the bed, Wen Rong, on the most beautiful day of her life, giggled while covering her mouth.

Ji Ailin gathered courage, "Miss Tong, later you can give him a hard time!"

Who to give a hard time?

It’s likely not the groom.

Jingyi District, equivalent to the family residence of the mental health center, isn’t large, totaling only about seven or eight buildings, and they’re six or seven-story walk-ups. Because it’s small, no secrets remain, anything concerning any family cannot be hidden.

The whole district knows the Wen family is marrying off a daughter today. Those with spare time at home came out to join the excitement, to show support, witnessing the most unforgettable scene in their lives.

Tie Jun indeed was steady, driving for the first time, ultimately arriving safely at the destination. After getting out of the car, he sported a silly smile, thanking everyone and bowing to people whether he knew them or not.

"Fool, rush up quickly!"

Boss Jiang hadn’t forgotten his duties for today. Taking advantage while the bride’s party is "dazed" by the Koenigsegg’s halo, he clamped Tie Jun’s arm, rushing him upstairs.

He hadn’t married but as the saying goes, one doesn’t have to eat pork to know how pigs run.

Although Tie Jun wanted everything simplified, there’s a saying: better safe than sorry.

"Charge!"

The wedding party responded and rushed up, with Hong Xiaoyu and Wu Yubin close behind, Fu Zili and others bringing up the rear.

"Leave the rest to me!"

The stairway.

The corridor filled with ribbons and balloons.

A few people gathered their energy, charging up to the fifth floor.

Here comes the next challenge.

The room is packed with the bride’s relatives, blocking the way completely.

Barging in definitely won’t work.

"Grab the red envelopes!"

Hong Xiaoyu, fully prepared, pulls out the red envelopes that Brother Tie Jun had given him beforehand and, instead of handing them over, throws them up into the air.

Instantly, the elders and children in the room scramble in chaos.

Jiang Chen and Wu Yubin exchange a glance, working in sync, and seize the chance to "carry" Tie Jun through the crowd.

Thanks to the swift action of the friends and family, Tie Jun makes rapid progress, effortlessly breaking through to the final bedroom door.

Kicking the door open is out of the question.

They have to outsmart them.

Boss Jiang steps up to the plate, knocking on the door, "The groom is here, why don’t you open up!"

Truly inexperienced.

The bridesmaids inside all laugh.

"Just because you say open the door, we should open it?! Is getting a wife that easy?"

Tong Dan shouts through the door, not intending to make it difficult for Tie Jun, but she apologizes to him mentally.

If not settle old scores now, then when?

"Red envelope."

Jiang Chen turns around decisively.

Hong Xiaoyu, sweating profusely, reaches into his pocket and pulls out another red envelope, apparently larger than the ones scattered earlier.

What cleverness.

"Sister Tong Dan, I’m pushing it in."

He squats down and tries to push the red envelope through the crack in the door.

Halfway through, a tug from the inside pulls it in, as if it was devoured by a monster.

"Can you open the door now?"

Jiang Chen knocks on the door again.

"Just one red envelope? Do you know how many of us are in here?"

"Swoosh!"

Hong Xiaoyu quickly pulls two identical red envelopes from his pocket and repeats the process, pushing them through the crack.

Jiang Chen gives a thumbs up.

"Sister Tong Dan, is that enough?"

Inside, it is silent for a moment.

"Wow, no sincerity in getting a wife, such a big envelope only had one hundred. If we didn’t open it, you’d have fooled us!"

Even the groomsmen outside feel a bit awkward.

"Jun, isn’t this a bit stingy?"

Old class leader Wu Yubin can’t help but speak up.

Tie Jun looks innocent and helpless, "The envelopes were packed by Wen Rong, I don’t know how much is in them."

"Brother Tie Jun, you’ve really married a thrifty wife."

"We only prepared this many red envelopes for now. How about you open the door first, and then we’ll make it up to you later."

Jiang Chen plays for time.

But just as the saying goes, "the devil is always a step ahead."

"Scan the QR code!"

Then.

A payment code is shoved through the crack under the door.

The groom and his groomsmen look at each other, baffled.

"I didn’t bring my phone."

Tie Jun immediately says.

On a groom’s quest to fetch the bride, he indeed wouldn’t carry anything but a bouquet.

"My phone is in the car."

Wu Yubin says.

As the elder cousin, he can’t let the younger cousin take the fall, can he?

"How much do you need?"

Jiang Chen reluctantly takes out his phone.

"Depends on your sincerity."

Boss Jiang scans the code and, playing no games, directly transfers 6666.

Tie Jun watches, his eyelids twitching.

"You owe me this later."

"I didn’t ask you to send this much!"

"Aren’t we doing this to get you your bride?"

As the groom and groomsmen are about to quarrel, the door opens.

Tong Dan has a notable quality, she’s straightforward, never overstepping after getting her share. That’s why some people give money so willingly.

Knowing the opponent leads to victory in every battle, that’s the principle here.

"Charge!"

Boss Jiang, leaning against the door, rushes into the bedroom first.

Fang Qing stands by the closet, watching him like a child, and chuckles.

Whose wedding is it, does it matter?

What a dreamlike scene it is.