"Ha, so fast! Yu Ze is really in a hurry," Jiang Hengyu clicked his tongue and immediately rushed out. He couldn't miss the chance to intercept the groom.
Muniang's heart inexplicably began to race. Although they had been husband and wife for nearly two years, she was still as nervous as a little girl getting married.
The Jiang Family's home was brightly decorated, clearly playing the role of the bride's family to the hilt. The front gates were firmly shut, showing no intention of making things easy.
Yu Ze, dressed in festive attire, looked radiant and fresh. He eyed the tightly closed gates, clearly guarded from within.
"If you, if you want to enter, bring the red envelopes," said a servant with a lack of confidence. He was just a minor figure, how could he dare confront Yu Ze? But there was no choice; he had to go through the motions as instructed from above.
