Wu Daming had attended many weddings and was quite experienced, so he had prepared plenty of red envelopes ahead of time.
Mo Qishen took the red envelopes, squatted down slightly, and stuffed them through the gap under the door.
Du Jiaojiao took the red envelopes from inside and laughed, "Not enough, not enough. Groom, is this all your sincerity?
Huh?"
"Do we have more?" Mo Qishen turned to look at Wu Daming.
"Yes, yes, yes." Wu Daming dug out another pile of red envelopes from his pocket.
"Are these enough?" Mo Qishen proceeded to stuff all the red envelopes into the gap.
"Wait a moment."
Du Jiaojiao split the red envelopes with the others inside the room.
Zhao Yu opened a red envelope and exclaimed, "Wow! My dad is so generous!" One envelope had eighteen yuan! Normally, weddings would only have a few yuan, and for regular households, it might just be a few cents.
After collecting the red envelopes, Du Jiaojiao opened the door.
Ni Yang sat at the edge of the bed, her bright red dress spreading across the entire mattress, making her look stunning and radiant.
Her phoenix coronet and ceremonial robe seemed tailor-made for her.
Breathtakingly beautiful.
So this is how she looks in her wedding attire...
Du Ye pulled his gaze back with a faint smile, suddenly reminded of the crimson plum blossoms blooming amid the snowy courtyard last winter.
In the north, there is a beauty, peerless and elegant.
Mo Qishen paused for a moment, then walked up to Ni Yang, knelt on one knee, and extended his hand toward her, "Yangyang, I’m here to take you home."
Ni Yang smiled silently.
Li Tong approached Mo Qishen, "Mr. Mo, don’t you think Yangyang’s hand seems to be missing something?"
"Missing what?" He thought his wife was perfect and beautiful today. What could be missing?
Zhao Yu reminded him, "Dad, dad, it’s the fan! The fan for covering her face!"
Only then did Mo Qishen realize, "Where’s the fan? Quick, bring it over."
Li Tong laughed and said, "Mr. Mo, if you want to take home our great beauty, you’ll have to find the fan first."
Find the fan?
So troublesome!
Mo Qishen had thought that as soon as he entered, he could immediately carry the beauty away.
No one knew who had hidden the fan.
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