Alright.

He saw countless images flash by in those eyes, but none of them revealed which cup held just plain water.

Qing Gege is truly impartial, refusing to grant him any advantage at all.

Though they had met once at a gathering at the Emperor, it’s undeniable that when Wu Yubin burst through the door and saw Fang Qing in her gown, his heart involuntarily skipped a beat. However, the current scene made a bitter smile appear on his rugged, masculine face.

Eyes are the windows to the soul.

Not to mention the Koenigsegg parked downstairs, one of the few in the world.

The gaze of Lawyer Fang alone was enough to make him retreat.

He truly felt it.

The saying "eyes for only one person."

"Choose then."

The joys and sorrows of different people do not connect. Looking at the smiling Qing Gege, Jiang Chen didn’t feel the world fading away; instead, he just felt a dense sense of foreboding.

But what could be done?

He had no choice.

"Vinegar is a little darker in color than water."

With that, Boss Jiang calmly reached out and picked up the cup in the middle.

"Drink it."

said Tong Dan, her expression unreadable.

Boss Jiang seemed confident, drinking without hesitation. But as soon as the paper cup was lifted, his eyelid twitched, immediately knowing that the Goddess of Luck hadn’t smiled at him this time.

Sour.

So sour his teeth chattered.

He couldn’t even maintain his facial composure.

Who said nobody truly understands each other?

Tie Jun and the others watched his twisted expression and felt terrible.

"Hahaha..."

But the bridesmaid squad was overjoyed.

Even Ji Ailin secretly laughed, covering her mouth.

"Well, that was a very accurate judgment!"

Tong Dan added insult to injury, her smile radiant as a flower.

Boss Jiang was quite manly, even when he picked the vinegar. He drank it all as promised, at least 100ml down the hatch.

Tie Jun felt guilty, "Well done."

Jiang Chen put down the cup, grinned, and took quick breaths to exchange the air.

Fang Qing took away the tray.

"Wait a minute!"

Jiang Chen spoke up, "All three cups were vinegar, right?"

"Congratulations, you answered correctly~"

Hong Xiaoyu looked at the pleased Sister Tong Dan, confirming that the hearts of women can indeed be wicked.

Winning a bride means enduring humiliation and oppression for the happiness of his brother. Boss Jiang could only suppress the overwhelming sour taste in his mouth and bear a heavy burden.

"The final round."

Looking at the leisurely Tong Dan, the big guys started to get anxious.

"Why are you so nervous? The final round is very simple."

Even Wu Yubin gradually realized that with this beauty, one couldn’t afford to be careless.

"Sister Tong Dan, we’re all friends here..."

Hong Xiaoyu started to play the sympathy card.

"Why don’t you trust me? It’s really simple. The final round is blowing a balloon~"

Blowing a balloon?

The groom and groomsmen were momentarily unable to accept this. Could it be the bridesmaid squad’s elaborate effort to convey the notion of ’bitter before sweet’ in marriage through ’edutainment’?

Jiang Chen didn’t think it was that simple. Keenly observing the bridesmaids, he easily noticed something unusual on the most "innocent" Ji Ailin’s face.

So he didn’t rush into it.

Of course, after the huge sacrifice he made in the last round, there was no reason for him to continue to forge ahead this time.

"I’ll do it."

Wu Yubin volunteered, taking responsibility, "How many should I blow?"

"Just one will do."

Alright then.

Tong Dan’s wildly upturned eyes made Jiang Chen’s intuition grow stronger.

She pulled a prepared balloon out of a drawer, walked over, and handed it to the selfless hero.

"It’s been cleaned."

Looking at the "balloon" in Wu Yubin’s hand, the big guys exchanged glances.

Especially Wu Yubin.

He was utterly stunned, petrified!

It wasn’t a "balloon."

It was clearly a condom with all the lubricant washed off!

The air suddenly went quiet.

Hong Xiaoyu stared blankly at the elegantly smiling Sister Tong Dan, as if he were looking at a devil.

Luckily, he was a step too late!

Ultimately, the time spent together was too short, or perhaps, those who’ve served in the army are just a bit more straightforward.

Wu Yubin, holding the "balloon," was completely dumbfounded.

"Blow it slowly. No rush."

Tong Dan was considerate.

Tie Jun turned his head, unable to bear watching.

Boss Jiang also remained silent, maintaining a calm demeanor.

"Huuu——"

The choice he made couldn’t be undone. Wu Yubin, with a peculiar expression, took a deep breath and forced himself to overcome the challenge.

"Huuu——"

"Huuu——"

"Phew—"

Ji Ailin’s face was flushed.

Having been a class monitor and with a sturdy build, Wu Yubin certainly didn’t lack lung capacity. But blowing up the balloon wasn’t just about lung capacity; Wu Yubin puffed until the veins on his neck bulged, but it was still a drop in the bucket.

"Alright, alright, you passed!"

The bridesmaids were understanding; what mattered was the attitude, not the result.

"Thanks for the hard work!"

Brother Tie Jun said heavily into the ear of the exhausted former class monitor, then hurried forward, fearing the bridesmaids might come up with new tricks. With a thud, he knelt on one knee at the foot of the bed, holding a bouquet.

"Honey, come home with me!"

Wen Rong’s face was full of happiness, tears appearing in her eyes.

"Going home is fine, but you must find the shoes first, how can you walk without shoes?"

It was still unavoidable.

The most common shoe-finding segment was still prepared for the climax.

"One each, Brother Tie Jun, carry your wife!"

Jiang Chen shouted, immediately launched an attack, grabbing Fang Qing’s arm.

The other two groomsmen saw this and quickly reacted.

Hong Xiaoyu followed suit, copying his cousin, spreading his arms to block Tong Dan.

Wu Yubin then blocked Ji Ailin.

"What are you still kneeling for?! Take your happiness and head off!"

Jiang Chen urged loudly!

The groomsmen and bridesmaids unanimously looked at him.

How come every word out of his mouth is such a classic romantic line?

Tie Jun hurriedly got up, stuffed the flowers into Wen Rong’s hand, and then swept her into his arms.

"Honey, let’s go!"

The couple finally reunited, rushing out of the room.

"Why are you still blocking?"

Tong Dan didn’t actually resist, watching the bride being carried away with wide eyes.

Hong Xiaoyu quickly dropped his hand.

"Sister Tong Dan, I’m only doing this for Brother Tie Jun’s happiness."

"Where are the shoes?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"What shoes?"

"Wedding shoes."

"They’re on Wen Rong’s feet."

"You didn’t hide them?"

The bride’s lower body had been completely covered by the wide dress, so it couldn’t be seen whether she was wearing shoes.

"Understand how things can go unnoticed under the lamp."

Honestly, if you really went searching for shoes, you might fall into a trap.

"Let’s go."

Task completed, they had to follow.

Tong Dan sat on the edge of the bed, "Rest for a while. I got up before dawn. Weddings are so tiring."

Tiring?

Wasn’t your energy pretty abundant during all the commotion earlier?

"Sister Tong Dan, the motorcade is about to set off."

Hong Xiaoyu, anxious.

"Let them go first."

"..."

Hong Xiaoyu was speechless, inconspicuously glancing at his cousin.

Jiang Chen’s family signaled to him with a glance.

Hong Xiaoyu hesitated, then heard the commotion downstairs.

Brother Tie Jun should have already carried the bride down.

He gritted his teeth.

"No offense, Sister Tong Dan!"

Tong Dan, sitting on the bed, hadn’t reacted before being lifted up.

She was amused instead of struggling, lightly punching Hong Xiaoyu’s chest.

"You’re a man now, huh."

"Let’s go."

Tong Dan was settled, Jiang Chen was about to leave, but then heard, "I also got up before dawn."

"..."

Jiang Chen tilted his head.

Fang Qing looked at him silently.

Jiang Chen remained silent, then compromised, bending down.

"Hurry up."

Fang Qing leaned onto his back.

Yeah.

When picking up the bride, everything should be in order.

It’s the last pair’s turn now.

Ji Ailin mustered her courage, watching them leave one by one, standing still.

Wu Yubin was proactive.

"Do you want to be carried or hugged?"

Ji Ailin bit her lip, speaking softly, "...Either, either is fine."

Wu Yubin, worried about wasting time as well, picked Ji Ailin up by her waist.

Downstairs.

Seeing Hong Xiaoyu carrying Tong Dan down, Fu Zili was about to ask where his cousin was, then saw someone carrying Fang Qing out of the building.

His words halted, unconsciously smiling.

Today is truly a day of great joy.