"Don’t push, don’t push, come one by one..."

Downstairs.

Fu Zili, who was responsible for wrapping things up, maintained the order at the scene.

Koenigsegg had done a great service.

Wen Rong’s male relatives were originally the main force responsible for surrounding and intercepting, but upon hearing the groom arrived in a supercar, they completely forgot their duties, and rushed downstairs eagerly to grab their phones.

"Hey, whose kid is this, can’t touch randomly!"

Fu Zili wasn’t as approachable as Boss Jiang, maintaining order while constantly glancing upstairs.

Next, it’s up to the best man team.

"The bride’s in the car!"

The best man team was quite effective, lived up to expectations, and quickly met the bride.

Especially comrade Jiang Chen, who was heroically potent, entering the room, he immediately pushed the groom to carry his wife downstairs.

"Wait! It’s not that easy!"

Tong Dan stood out again.

The best men had their duties, naturally, the bridesmaids also had theirs.

"Sister Tong Dan, didn’t we already give a big red envelope?"

Hong Xiaoyu gasped for breath, realizing that getting married is indeed a physical challenge. The process had been smooth enough, yet he was sweating bullets. Of course, for him, today was also a perfect learning experience.

He too is getting married.

"A red envelope is just the entry price, one thing doesn’t negate another."

Tong Dan was principled, standing before the foot of the bed, "To have the bride in the car, you need to show sincerity."

"Come on, what sincerity!"

As today’s protagonist, Tie Jun stepped up to show the groom’s courage, taking charge.

"Ailin."

Tong Dan signaled to Ji Ailin.

Ji Ailin quickly stepped over, holding a tray with four paper napkins.

Each paper napkin had a lip print on it.

"What does this mean?"

Tie Jun was puzzled.

"As the groom, you should be very familiar with your wife. Find your wife’s lip print from these four papers. Remember, you only get one chance."

Tie Jun was dumbfounded.

Hong Xiaoyu was equally astounded.

Undoubtedly, these four lip prints belonged to the three bridesmaids and the bride, but how was it possible to distinguish them when printed on paper?

"What do we do?"

Tie Jun immediately sought help from the best man team.

"You can’t recognize your wife’s?"

Old squad leader Wu Yubin whispered.

Tie Jun silently gazed at him, making Wu Yubin somewhat embarrassed.

Alright.

For men, the challenge is indeed significant.

Eyes are not microscopes.

"Four papers, a 25% chance."

Boss Jiang calculated the probability beside him.

But this isn’t an exam; relying purely on guessing isn’t going to work.

"Only one chance."

Tie Jun emphasized, "Quickly think of something to help."

Boss Jiang intensely observed the four paper napkins in the tray, but unfortunately, whether it was the size or shape of the papers, they were exactly the same without any noticeable difference.

Immediately.

He lifted his gaze to scrutinize the three bridesmaids and the bride, seemingly assessing their lip shapes.

Seeing this, Tie Jun regained confidence, staying calm and eagerly anticipating!

"Have you chosen yet?"

Tong Dan urged.

Boss Jiang withdrew his gaze, whispered in Tie Jun’s ear: "Second one from the right..."

Tie Jun immediately took action, reaching out to pick up that paper napkin from the tray, about to speak when suddenly he heard: "...it’s Fang Qing’s."

The words at the tip of his tongue were abruptly halted.

"This one... is not!"

Tong Dan narrowed her eyes, "Then which one is it?"

Tie Jun turned his head to look at Jiang Chen.

But Boss Jiang seemed helpless, "Now the chance has increased to 33%."

Hmm.

Although the correct answer couldn’t be found, eliminating a wrong option was somewhat helpful.

Tie Jun felt choked, knowing the other party had done their best.

Ultimately.

The problem was his own.

How did Jiang Chen manage to accurately pick out Fang Qing’s lip print?

Taking a deep breath, he realized he couldn’t always rely on others, focusing his gaze on the remaining three sheets of paper in the tray, then looking at his wife sitting on the bed.

Wen Rong’s eyes were filled with love, whilst brimming with trust and encouragement.

"This one!"

Tie Jun reached out resolutely.

The air grew quiet.

"Congratulations, you got it right."

Ji Ailin collected the tray.

Tie Jun exhaled deeply.

"Well done, Brother Tie Jun!"

Hong Xiaoyu admired him, truly sweating on his behalf earlier.

"Hey best man, you just love showing off, don’t you."

Tong Dan’s gaze locked straight onto Boss Jiang’s face, clearly noticing the whispering between him and Tie Jun.

"Then you’ll take this next challenge."

Tie Jun felt relieved, immediately cheerfully telling Jiang Chen: "Good luck!"

What a case of saving oneself at another’s expense.

Jiang Chen couldn’t be bothered to mock him; buddies are for taking the plunge at times like these.

"Bring it on."

Boss Jiang tugged at his collar, fearless and dutiful.

This time, Fang Qing came forward.

Similarly carrying a tray, but with a difference: the tray held three disposable paper cups filled with unknown pure liquid.

Looked very much like water.

But surely not that simple.

"In these three cups, one contains plain water, while the other two contain white vinegar. Make your choice and then drink it all."

Tong Dan spoke leisurely, her tone filled with schadenfreude.

Hong Xiaoyu could only look blessingfully at his cousin, grateful that the choice wasn’t his.

"Three cups, a 33% chance."

Tie Jun cheered.

Credit where it’s due, owning a shop sure improves your math skills.

"Hey! No sniffing!"

Choosing one from three is slightly easier than one from four, but this time you’ve got to rely on pure guessing.

Boss Jiang didn’t try to cheat again, instead gazing at Qing Gege.

Fang Qing did not avoid his glance, meeting his gaze.