Chapter 810: Chapter 491: Wedding Procession: Some Suffer, Some Flirt (Part 2)
When Jiang Jinsang and his group set off, Tang Wan had already received the news, and as the Jiang Family arrived, everyone started to busy themselves with the preparations.
Tang Wan had just changed into her Xiuhe dress, and the stylist was making her hair and accessories according to Xi Fangliâs designs, while Ruan Mengxi was still enthusiastically meddling with the pranks for the bridal party.
Even her fellow senior brothers displayed an unusual enthusiasm for the marriage procession ritual.
Tang Wan felt a bit helpless; she never saw them this passionate at work, but pranking others seemed to bring them immense joy.
"Xixi, havenât you finished with the balloons yet?" Tang Wan glimpsed at Ruan Mengxi still fussing over the balloons, "And donât forget who the groomsmen are..."
Ruan Mengxi paused her actions.
She almost forgot, Qi Zeyan was also a groomsman, and she couldnât play too hard on him, so she let out some air from the balloons, giving her boss a break...
Little did she know that this move almost gave Qi Zeyan a hard time.
"Whereâs Auntie?"
"Havenât seen her, probably snuggling somewhere with Huoye."
...
At that moment, Shen Shuci wasnât actually with Huo Qinqi. Many relatives and friends had arrived, and she was busy entertaining them. As many people only came over on the wedding day, Huo Qinqi had finished meeting the Shen Familyâs elders and was again recruited to pick up more guests, keeping him quite busy.
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When Jiang Jinsangâs convoy arrived at the hotel, apart from the Tang Familyâs relatives and friends, some hotel staff also joined the fun, taking photos and crowding the entrance.
Some aunts and uncles with children blocked the entrance to the lobby, giving out red envelopes, allowing them to pass through smoothly.
They passed through the lobby with ease, but when they attempted to take the elevator upstairs, they found that every elevator seemed to be stopped at a certain floor, unable to be used.
"Looks like weâll have to take the stairs," Jiang Yanting stated plainly.
"Stairs?" Jiang Chengsi loosened his tie, "Do you know what floor the room is on? The 18th floor, people can easily give up on this."
"Iâll ask the hotel staff." When Qi Zeyan inquired, the staff responded that there was nothing wrong with the elevators; they were simply occupied and stuck on certain floors.
The hotel had 8 elevators, and all of them were out of order. Isnât it obvious whatâs going on here?
"Then letâs take the stairs." Jiang Jinsang made a quick decision.
This was clearly a part of the bridal partyâs challenge...
A group of well-dressed gentlemen set out to fetch the bride with great enthusiasm, but halfway up the stairs, more than half were eliminated as they grew weary by the fifth or sixth floor, choosing not to continue.
But for Qi Zeyan and the main wedding party crew, backing out was not an option.
"Xiaowu, are you okay?" Jiang Yanting, being the elder brother, was concerned whether his condition had fully recovered.
"Iâm fine."
After months of training, it was no joke. By the time they reached the 18th floor, many were out of breath, sweating heavily. They couldnât meet the bride like that, so after a brief adjustment, they prepared to head to the bridal suite.
And every move they made was being watched closely by people in the hotelâs control room, who promptly reported the situation.
[The target has reached the 18th floor and is currently resting.]
Tang Wanâs room was already locked. She was sitting on the bed waiting for Jiang Jinsang to arrive. There was a lot of noise outside, but she had no idea what was happening.
...
When Jiang Jinsang and his group reached the room, they initially thought the worst thing to happen might be facing the Huo Family, but the group of men in front of them were strangers.
They seemed to be around thirty, in their prime.
Their faces were unfamiliar, yet they carried an air of high-mindedness. With some people, you could get by with a red envelope, but these clearly couldnât be appeased with something like that.
"Jiang Xiaowu, who are these people?" Qi Zeyan, having just composed himself and getting ready to shine, was confused by the sight of this group.
Where were the aunts and uncles? How about the small number of relatives from the brideâs family...?
Are these people hired from somewhere?
"I donât know them." Jiang Jinsang scrutinized the group and suddenly noticed one familiar face. After a closer look, "Maybe... theyâre Wanwanâs fellow disciples."
Because one of them bore some resemblance to Xi Fangli.
Most likely his son.
"So many people?" Jiang Chengsi was amazed, seeing about a dozen people with a quick glance.
"Iâm not sure either." Tang Wan hadnât mentioned it to him, and Jiang Jinsang didnât ask further.