I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Getting married is really hard work.

During the meal, Hong Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh.

"This is hard work? It's already minimalism, okay? If you find this tiring, Xiaoyu, you'd better not get married in the future."

Tong Dan made objective comments while eating her food.

The wedding party had eaten breakfast on their way, but the bridesmaids hadn't eaten anything since they got up before dawn.

Speechless, Hong Xiaoyu choked and then said, "...Sister Tong Dan, you need to lose weight."

The others couldn't help but laugh.

Tong Dan, who had just been carried downstairs, raised her chopsticks and shouted, "You're asking for it!"

"We're tired, but our mission is finally over."

Hong Xiaoyu looked at Fu Zili, who wasn't a groomsman, and said, "Brother Zili, you were the wise one."

"Who came up with those games?"

Mr. Jiang finally had a moment to ask the bridesmaids.

"what game?"

Fu Zili was curious. He was responsible for sharing the firepower downstairs in the morning, but unfortunately he didn't see what happened upstairs.

Hong Xiaoyu couldn't help but glance at Wu Yubin, who was "blowing up balloons," and suppressed a laugh.

“We…each of us thought of one.”

Ji Ailin answered.

Three games, one idea from each person – that's perfectly reasonable.

"Who came up with the last game?"

Wu Yubin, the biggest victim, asked.

In comparison, Mr. Jiang, who drank a glass of white vinegar, was insignificant.

Ji Ailin didn't dare to answer, only saying, "It wasn't me."

"It must be Sister Tong Dan."

Look.

This is word of mouth.

Tong Dan wasn't embarrassed at all. "It's good that you didn't blow it out of proportion."

Ok.

She did indeed show mercy.

It was just a prank.

Otherwise, if they really caused trouble, the groomsmen would probably still be stuck at the Wen family's house, anxiously running around in circles.

"Where's the vinegar?"

Mr. Jiang asked this as a matter of course.

Ji Ailin blushed and quietly lowered her head.

Ok.

People can't be seen.

So, when you think about it, Princess Qing is the gentlest.

The lip print game, while seemingly quite difficult, actually allowed them to cheat secretly.

"I say, Mr. Jiang, most people can recognize a woman by her scent, but you can recognize Fang Qing just by her lip print. You've got some discerning eyes."

Tong Dan seemed to be speaking casually, but this wasn't the time to play games. Saying those words at the dinner table undoubtedly changed the tone of the conversation.

The others fell silent instantly.

Hong Xiaoyu stepped forward.

"Sister Tong Dan, what is the relationship between my brother and Sister Fang Qing? Even if Sister Fang Qing turns to ashes, she can't possibly stump my brother."

Laughter erupted.

"You boy!"

Like brother, like brother.

What seemed like a lighthearted joke actually steered the conversation perfectly, revealing that this younger brother of hers is not to be underestimated.

"Why did you put your hand on my butt when you carried me downstairs? Were you trying to take advantage of me?"

Hong Xiaoyu had brought trouble upon himself; looking at Tong Dan who spoke without thinking, he was so embarrassed that he became incoherent.

"I...I didn't!"

"You touched her, so what? You dare to do it but not admit it?"

Tong Dan naturally didn't care about reputation; she used her gender advantage to teach her younger brother about the dangers of society.

Hong Xiaoyu blushed furiously. "Sister Tong Dan, you're slandering me!" "You say you didn't, then show me the evidence! You can't just say you didn't, can you?"

Hong Xiaoyu inadvertently saw Fang Qing, and an idea came to him.

"Whoever makes the accusation must provide evidence. Sister Tong Dan, you're saying I touched you, so why don't you provide evidence? Right, Sister Fang Qing?"

Tong Dan was stunned for a moment, then didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Fu Zili clapped his hands and looked at Hong Xiaoyu with approval, "Well said! You've made us men proud!"

Knowing that Tong Dan was a formidable opponent, Hong Xiaoyu was not arrogant after winning the first game, nor did he dare to linger, choosing instead to lay low for the time being.

"My cousin is there, I'll go say hello."

When he came in, he actually saw his cousin Zhang Zhongquan.

"This kid has gone astray since entering society."

Tong Dan sighed.

"It's not as easy to fight as it used to be," Fu Zili said with a laugh.

Hong Xiaoyu walked around half the hall and came to Zhang Zhongquan's side.

"Uncle, you're here too."

Zhang Zhongquan, who had almost fallen out with his cousin Jiang Huazi, turned his head and smiled indifferently, "You still acknowledge me as your uncle?"

Hong Xiaoyu forced a smile.

As an elder, one should not be too magnanimous. There is no need to involve children in the grudges between adults. Zhang Zhongquan looked him up and down.

"Yeah, you look really handsome today, you've got the air of a man."

"I am already a man."

Zhang Zhongquan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded. "Yeah, that's true. In the blink of an eye, you've all grown up. Alright, go back now, lest your sister Fang Qing sees you greeting me and gets the wrong idea about you."

Hong Xiaoyu was embarrassed.

Regarding the dispute with Greenland Group, it was the uncle's fault, but a junior can't criticize an elder.

"...Sister Fang Qing isn't that petty."

"Whether she's petty or not, you have to be careful."

Zhang Zhongquan's words had a double meaning and were quite meaningful: "Your sister Fang Qing is so successful, and she even found an even more remarkable boyfriend. It's not worth offending them because of an insignificant relative like me."

Hong Xiaoyu didn't know what to say, and it seemed like he couldn't say anything more, so he could only say, "Then Uncle, please enjoy your meal. I'll head back now."

Zhang Zhongquan gave a nonchalant "hmm," and just as Hong Xiaoyu turned around, he suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Hong Xiaoyu stopped and turned around.

"What's her boyfriend's name?"

Zhang Zhongquan didn't know why he called out to his nephew or why he asked such a question; it was just a strange impulse.

Both have graduated and started working. By the time Boss Jiang was that age, Tianci Capital had already risen to prominence. Even if Hong Xiaoyu couldn't compare to his brother, he was certainly no longer the naive child he once was.

"Is my cousin referring to Fang Qing's boyfriend?"

He asked knowingly.

"Yes, that's him. What's his name?"

Hong Xiaoyu knew that his uncle didn't know his cousin's identity yet. This whole charade was put on by his parents and Uncle Fang's family. Even if it would be exposed sooner or later, it wasn't up to him to sabotage it.

"I think it was two words... I forgot, but I've always called him Brother Jiang."

"Never mind, go eat your food."

Zhang Zhongquan waved his hand.

Hong Xiaoyu nodded and was about to leave when he couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, why are you asking this?"

He desperately wanted to hear if his uncle remembered something, even if it was just a little bit familiar, but unfortunately...

"A person who drives a Koenigsegg is definitely not an unknown person. I want to broaden my horizons."

Zhang Zhongquan gave a seemingly self-deprecating laugh.

Upon hearing this, Hong Xiaoyu's eyes dimmed. He forced a smile, remained silent for a moment, and then muttered to himself, "How could my uncle know that today's nobody might one day become a world-famous figure?"

"What did you say?"

"Zhongquan, what are you doing! Drinking!"

Someone was grumbling.

Mr. Wen, Mr. Xi's father, has already gone from table to table to offer toasts.

"Come on, drink!"

Zhang Zhongquan's attention shifted, and he turned back to the banquet, toasting and drinking with others, no longer paying attention to his nephew.

Hong Xiaoyu stood there for a while, then silently left. (End of Chapter)