Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu decide to get married while it snows The valley works hard to give her masters a dream wedding Qian Qiao sings her way into Zhu Hong’s heart and Aunt Luo’s bed Boya and Qiming are best men, again, not that the cats are happy about it
Wen Kexing was up to something, not that his brain ever rested, he was always planning some kind of hair brained scheme. No, today he was going to do something big, important and very red, him and Zhou Zishu’s wedding of course. Their traditional yet completely non-traditional eastern wedding was to be held in the VIP function room of their very own Ghost Valley, the place where so many happy moments had taken place, and the day was suddenly declared as the same Friday night that hanfu Fridays went on. Anyone who had a hanfu on got half price drinks on Friday, and that included if the managers wanted drinks from their own bar.