With ten minutes left until eight in the morning, Chu You's wedding procession arrived at the entrance of Chunhua Garden.
In order to align with the agreed time, the convoy temporarily stopped by the roadside, attracting the attention of many passersby.
It wasn't just because the wedding convoy was comprised of luxury cars, but also because someone in each car was throwing out wedding candy and red packets through the windows.
Onlookers swarmed over.
From the second car, Li Beize, while tossing out wedding candies and red packets, said with self-satisfaction, "Look at this excitement."
Zhou Yunyan said nothing but had already thought about kicking Li Beize out of his groomsmen group when his own wedding came around.
"Are you sure Ayou wants this excitement?"
He pointed outside, "It's jam-packed, if we miss the auspicious time later..."
He didn't finish his words, but Li Beize had already realized the potential problem and instantly felt guilty.