The CEO's Substitute Wife Is A Genius-Chapter 447 Grand Wedding: Picking Up the Bride

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Jiang Man put on the phoenix bracelet and instantly recognized it as a treasure.

Lifting her gaze, she saw Mrs. Lan Xiang smiling at her, "I’ve never had a child in my life, I’ve always treated you like my own daughter. Please, keep this bracelet, otherwise it will end at my house."

"Aunt Lan, I really can’t accept this," Jiang Man made a move to take off the bracelet.

Bang—

Someone barged into the room, panting, with a tag-along right behind.

"I overslept!" Wu Yingfan, with hair sticking out like a rooster’s nest, looked utterly disheveled.

The bridesmaids were curious to see him and Shaye.

Lu Yingxue, "What are you doing here?"

"I’m here to be a bridesmaid, of course," Wu Yingfan rolled his eyes. "Where’s my outfit? Makeup artist, come and do my makeup, I want to look just like them."

"Me too... the same..." Shaye blinked her adorable, clueless eyes.

Lu Yingxue was speechless, "Are you joking? Since when do men serve as bridesmaids?"

"I don’t care! Manman and I are the best friends in the whole world! It’s already good enough that I didn’t become her bridal escort, I must be a bridesmaid!"

"Bridal escort?" The group of girls were amused by his words, almost falling over laughing.

"Rejected, ha," Jiang Man dismissively waved her hand.

Wu Yingfan huffed and went to pester the makeup artist, "Hurry up, hurry up."

The makeup artist, helpless, "Really do it?"

"Just do it, let’s indulge him. Today’s chief bridesmaid is him," Jiang Man said unflappably.

Everyone couldn’t stop laughing.

"Then you guys get busy, I’m going downstairs; there’s a bunch of people blocking the door there too," Mrs. Lan Xiang grinned and left just in time.

She was afraid that if she didn’t, Manman might really return the bracelet to her.

"Be careful, uncle," Lu Yingxue kindly reminded, seeing Wu Yingfan struggling to fit into the bridesmaid dress, constantly tugging upwards.

Wu Yingfan pursed his lips, quite haughtily, "Don’t you know how to give your uncle a hand?"

"Okay, uncle," Lu Yingxue replied, and pulled hard on the dress for Wu Yingfan.

Placing one foot on a stool for leverage, she tugged relentlessly upward.

"Yangyang, come help!"

"Coming, coming!"

Several sisters quickly managed to get Wu Yingfan into the dress like pulling a carrot out of the ground.

"Hold your breath, OK!"

The moment the zipper closed, Wu Yingfan felt everything go dark before his eyes.

Boy, these bridesmaids are all as thin as sticks, poor him, a robust man.

"Don’t they know how to design one that fits just for me?" he pouted, upset that his best friend in the world hadn’t arranged any special treatment for him.

Everyone almost choked with laughter.

This Mr. Wu really is a gem!

"Here they come! The groom’s motorcade has arrived!"

Mao Lili, tasked with keeping watch, rushed in and quickly locked the door behind her.

Hearing that the groom had arrived, everyone tensed up instantly.

All laughter ceased, and they turned serious.

"Block the door, block the door!"

Four tall women joined forces with the tirelessly strong Wu Yingfan and the soft, doughy Shaye, totaling six people blocking the door tightly.

Ding.

Jiang Man was about to cover herself with the red bridal veil.

That’s when her phone rang.

Her dragon and phoenix gown had no pockets, so she had sewn one into the hem of her pants to always have her phone accessible.

JOJO watched her magically produce a phone from her foot and stared in disbelief.

"Man, that’s not playing by the rules!"

She foolishly handed her phone to a bridesmaid, wishing she had sewn a pocket into her own outfit too. After all, it would be covered by the gown and invisible.

Jiang Man gave her a coy smile, "First time unskilled, second time skilled, I’ll sew one for you when you have your second wedding."

JOJO, "..."

After teasing her good friend, Jiang Man hurriedly grabbed the phone.

She was so anxious because she was waiting for news.

News from her father, and from Hu Xianyun.

It was a message from Hu Xianyun, a photo with a snowy backdrop.

A desolate expanse of whiteness, and in the snow, several large characters written: Sister, be happy.

Due to the time difference, it was nighttime where Hu Xianyun was, plus there was a seasonal difference.

In May, Antarctica’s polar nights prevail.

The deep blue sky, like ink, was graced with a vast galaxy, and the stars were so numerous they could illuminate the words on the ground even without any light.

The auroras were magnificent, bursting with dazzling radiance in the endless darkness.

Every twinkle seemed like a romantic surprise bestowed by fate, and each arc appeared as an intertwining of love and hope.

At that moment, Jiang Man felt her soul warmed by this magical light, soothed by these romantic colors.

"It’s beautiful."

Her nose turned a bit sour.

"They went upstairs, just pretend that I, far away in the Antarctic sky, am among them."

"Okay."

Jiang Man pursed her lips.

Staring at the contacts on her phone, she glanced at the account that was pinned.

Daddy.

No message.

She had actually prepared herself.

If Daddy did not appear, then her grandfather would take his place and walk her down the aisle at the wedding.

But deep down, she still hoped it would be Daddy.

"Here they come—"

Mao Lili exclaimed in surprise.

Immediately, the sound of banging on the door came from outside.

Bam—

Everyone seemed to have the strength of a bull.

"Come on, just take the door down!" Hu Ming shouted.

"You dare try tearing it down? See if your sister doesn’t tear you apart!" Hu Qingyu said.

"Ladies inside, hurry up with the questions; we can’t wait to come in," Hu Hao gently knocked on the door.

But this sound seemed like the Big Bad Wolf knocking at Little Red Riding Hood’s door.

"Don’t make noise, get through the first challenge first!"

Zhang Ziqi called out loudly.

Only at times like this, there were no distinctions of status or identity.

As a girl from a common family, she could shout at the noble young masters outside.

As her words ended, Uncle Zhong, the house steward, brought over a recorder used especially for college entrance exams.

Several servants held white papers and pencils in their hands, distributing them to the two grooms and the groomsmen.

"This is the first barrier to opening the door, testing everyone’s intelligence. If you don’t meet the standard, sorry, you won’t be able to enter through this door."

"..." Everyone looked at each other.

Who tests intelligence at a wedding?

"The brother-in-law is a top student from Harvard, definitely no problem."

"Are you capable?" someone looked at Song Xiao.

This profligate son, they say he’s ignorant.

"We’re not on the same team as them," someone began to make boundaries clear.

Song Xiao pointed to his nose: "Looking down on whom?"

He picked up the paper and glanced at it, nearly blacking out.

Good lord, they were playing him to death!

"Which son of a bitch made these questions? Come out, I promise not to beat her to death!" Song Xiao started yelling.

"Master Song, it takes ninety-nine ordeals for one to retrieve the scriptures in seven days. If you can’t even overcome this small difficulty, how are you going to marry your bride?"

"Okay, okay, let’s start!"

"Ten minutes time limit," Uncle Zhong smiled and pressed the recorder.

The recorder immediately began to play the sound of chanting.

Everyone thought they heard wrong, listened carefully, and it was indeed chanting!

And the voice sounded very familiar.

Male voice, hearing this voice was assuredly ’wise’.

"Gentlemen, hurry up."

So it wasn’t a listening test, but an intelligence test to be done while being distracted by the sound of chanting.

Good lord, each of them exclaimed in amazement.