The wedding was very ordinary.
It's just the most ordinary union of two people.
This wedding was extraordinary.
—This is the first couple in their group of friends who had been hanging out together since college and gradually grew in size to get married.
Ma Jiaojiao didn't want to miss a single moment.
Don't be fooled by her senior's stubbornness.
In fact, she knew perfectly well that he didn't want to miss out on anything either.
…
The high-speed train ride took five hours, and I felt a little tired.
Zhao Xun and his big sister took a nap on the high-speed train.
When I woke up again, it was already dark.
They hailed another Didi ride and arrived directly at their destination, the restaurant.
Guided by the waiter, the two pushed open the door to the private room.
Zhao Xun and Ma Jiaojiao arrived rather late; the private room was already packed with people, chattering away.
Upon seeing the two enter, everyone in the private room turned around.
"Oh dear." Liu Jie was the first to speak, laughing heartily, "Isn't this the young master from Shanghai? Arriving so late?"
Hao Zhangwen sat to his left. After smiling, he slapped Jie Ge's thigh hard.
Brother Jie yelled in pain, and then Fatty added, "How can you talk like that? This is what you call a Shanghai heiress!"
Liu Jie felt both pain and joy. He nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes, my precious daughter."
Zhao Sun remained silent.
He just kept giving the middle finger.
Chen Dan, sitting to Liu Jie's right, smiled and said, "You're here."
Ma Jiaojiao politely replied, "Come on..."
But she hadn't finished responding.
"...So late!? Did you even consider this matter?"
The person who intercepted the hair had long hair that was clearly carefully styled, dyed chestnut brown and cleverly curled at the ends, quite trendy.
Ma Jiaojiao blinked, looking at the person, hesitant to speak, yet still wanting to speak:
"...Who are you?"
Before she could finish speaking, the other person tried to kick her. Luckily, Wang Jue reacted quickly and grabbed the hem of her skirt.
"Chu Chu! You're wearing a skirt—"
Chu Chu finally stopped. She tossed her curly hair over her shoulder and rolled her eyes again.
"Hmph, and I even arrived in Guangzhou so early~~"
After graduating, Sister Chu first worked in Hangzhou, and later went to Guangzhou for a high-paying job.
I heard that he recently wanted to go back to Chaoshan to find a job, but although he is attached to his hometown, it is really not as international as Guangzhou.
So they are still in a dilemma.
Ma Jiaojiao sat down next to Chu Chu, looked around, and asked, "Where's your man?"
"I'm busy, I can only come tomorrow night." Chu Chu seemed quite resentful.
But Ma Jiaojiao knew that this girl would only complain a little in front of her.
She's always well-behaved in front of her husband, never causing him any trouble.
Zhao Xun pulled out a chair, glanced around, and said casually, "No, everyone's here. Why isn't the main character here? Where's Lu Yibei?"
Liu Jie couldn't stand it anymore. He slammed his fist on the table with a deliberately loud bang.
"What the hell is the main character not showing up?! Sun'er! I'm getting married! It's not his wedding!!"
Zhao Xun asked in surprise, "You're getting married? With whom?"
Liu Jie: ...
He glanced at Chen Dan beside him, who smiled faintly.
Zhao Xun was even more surprised. He looked at Chen Dan and finally sighed, "You've gone blind after all."
He came to the wedding, how could he not know which two people were the main characters?
Saying this is just a way of first criticizing Brother Jie.
This is the procedure I've followed since starting university.
Hearing Zhao Xun's words, Chu Chu lowered her eyes, her gaze filled with regret and sorrow:
"Sigh. To be honest, I thought the first couple to get married would be Ji Qingqian and Senior Lu... I never expected that after graduation... Sigh, things have changed so much. Now, not only can I not see them anymore, but we can't even get together to play games..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ma Jiaojiao slapped her on the back of the head:
"You're making it sound like Qingqian and Senior Lu have some kind of problem! It's just that Senior Liu Jie's wedding date coincides with their vacation! They're on a road trip in Northwest China—didn't they say in the group chat that they're flying all the way across half of China today? They'll probably be there soon! Besides, they're just too lazy to have a wedding ceremony; they've had their marriage certificate for years!"
Chu Chu chuckled and narrowed his eyes again:
"Didn't Senior Lu say he was going to write our story? I'm not saying this to create suspense for the plot..."
“You’re stealing the show and ruining the scene,” Ma Jiaojiao criticized.
Chu Chu snorted unhappily and said, "Someone like me will definitely play a pivotal role in the plot."
Ma Jiaojiao glanced at her: "You might not even write it down."
Chu Chu's eyes widened: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Liu Jie added, "They should be arriving soon. Xu Che picked them up an hour ago."
This group of people are close friends who have been hanging out together since college.
Xu Che is a rare exception; he wasn't their university classmate. If you had to name one, he was only classmates with Lu Yibei.
But both Liu Jie and Chen Dan are migrant workers in Hangzhou.
Mr. Xu has a considerable business in Hangzhou, and Liu Jie often played games with Mr. Xu during his school days because of Lu Yibei. After graduation, the two became even closer.
"What's wrong with him going on a blind date?" Ma Jiaojiao asked.
Zhao Xun glanced at her: "Are you that concerned?"
Ma Jiaojiao was speechless: "...I just asked casually."
"No result." Liu Jie shook his head: "I originally wanted to ask him to be the best man."
Generally speaking, it is considered best if the best man is unmarried, and even better if he is single.
Mr. Xu is simply a match made in heaven to be the best man.
But the bad news is—it's just too perfect.
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