Chapter 552: Chapter 539: Fetching the Bride

"It’s delicious."

Qin Yun knew the source of the fruit and was deeply touched. Her emotions, which had become unstable due to pregnancy, were instantly filled with a hint of mist.

Pei Yan looked at Qin Yun’s expression and smiled helplessly, "Is it really that good?"

Pei Yan gently touched her cheek, "Don’t cry, there’s a wedding to attend tomorrow. If you cry and your eyes get puffy, it won’t look good."

Qin Yun defiantly said, "I’m not crying, it’s the wind."

Pei Yan agreed with a smile, "Yeah, the wind."

The two of them stayed in the lounge for quite a while before going out. Qin Yun calmed her emotions and played with everyone until after eleven.

Considering the wedding tomorrow, they left early, while their friends continued to party.

Hotel.

Pei Yan carried Qin Yun back to their room, intending to put her on the bed, but Qin Yun, reflecting on the night’s events, suddenly wanted to get closer to Pei Yan.

Qin Yun wrapped her arms around his neck, excitedly saying, "Pei Yan, let’s work overtime tonight."

Pei Yan sighed quietly, "The doctor said not to engage in strenuous activities before three months."

"It’s been three months already." Qin Yun clung to Pei Yan’s neck, refusing to let go. She touched his short hair with her palm, making her hand itch.

Pei Yan, who had been teased all evening, heard Qin Yun’s words, his eyes darkening instantly, and huskily said, "Okay."

Pei Yan swiftly picked Qin Yun up and walked quickly into the bathroom.

Early the next morning, Qin Yun was roused from bed to do makeup and change clothes.

"You can nap a bit during your makeup session." Pei Yan was worried about Qin Yun, but he did go a bit overboard last night, unable to stop himself, leaving him somewhat regretful.

However, Qin Yun seemed in good spirits, with flushed cheeks and no other discomfort.

Qin Yun yawned, "Got it, you go do your things."

She jumped out of bed energetically. The makeup artist and wardrobe workers had been waiting for her. She changed clothes and went for makeup, busily working nonstop, with Yang Leqi and An Yueqian helping out, feeding her.

Sun Wan’er and Mrs. Pei came over several times, each time bringing Qin Yun food, worried she’d be exhausted and hungry.

Others were downstairs entertaining guests.

Eight o’clock.

The wedding car arrived punctually at the hotel entrance.

Since the wedding wasn’t held in A City, the bride would be taken from the hotel to the seaside wedding venue for the ceremony.

As the time arrived, Pei Yan led the groomsmen upstairs, only to be blocked by the bridesmaids demanding red envelopes. The Tang Family was inside, with Tang Jun being the loudest and Tang Zi blocking the entrance vigorously.

In the end, Pei Yan handed over lots and lots of red envelopes before being allowed in.

"The groom has to find the wedding shoes!"

Yang Leqi had hidden the wedding shoes long ago. Once the groom and groomsmen were inside, they searched thoroughly but couldn’t find them. Qin Yun sat on the bed, pursing her lips in laughter.

Sun Wan’er sat beside her, composed as ever.

Yang Leqi took out the pressure board and chimed, "Seems like the next step is to overcome a challenge to get a hint. Groomsmen, are you ready?"

"No way, that’s so harsh!"

The five groomsmen Su Yu, Li Ning, Chen Yao, Wang Sirui, and Zheng Qian wailed.

Not one escaped.

Yang Leqi pointed to the pressure board, "Come on, groomsmen, do jumping rope on pressure boards. Thirty jumps, complete them all to get the hint."

The five had no choice but to step onto the boards, unable to wear shoes, and each was given a rope by Yang Leqi, ready to start.

Tang Zi looked on, dissatisfied, "What about the groom? Why isn’t he jumping?"

Everyone looked at Pei Yan and started coaxing, "Yeah, why isn’t the groom jumping? Get on it, up there."

Pei Yan decisively took off his shoes and stepped onto the pressure board.

Six people started jumping rope.

Except for Pei Yan, the other five were jumping and howling.

Especially Wang Sirui, his face twisted in agony, making Yang Leqi laugh till she pounded the bed.

An Yueqian couldn’t stop laughing either.

Only Qin Yun kept smiling at Pei Yan, neither laughing loudly nor outwardly, yet her gaze was full of happiness.

"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen."

Everyone was counting. The groomsmen’s speed was uneven, but their main focus was on Pei Yan.

Pei Yan turned out to be a jump rope expert, doing thirty jumps effortlessly without changing his expression.

He completed thirty jumps while the others were still at twenty.

"Come on, come on, brothers, it’s up to you now!!!"

Tang Jun was motivating the groomsmen’s mood, and soon, all groomsmen finished thirty jumps.

Su Yu, sweating profusely, leaned against Li Ning, gasping, "I can’t, I’m going to evaporate. It’s been so long since I did such strenuous activity. My soles are going to crack."

Li Ning nodded in agreement, "Yeah, yeah, never going to be a groomsman again."

Chen Yao, the fittest of all, could barely manage his emotions after finishing, chuckling, "Hahaha, you guys just need more exercise."

"Hurry up, give us a hint!"

Wang Sirui hurriedly urged Yang Leqi for answers, laughing more brightly, "The hint is, the wedding shoes aren’t on me or any of the bridesmaids."

The groomsmen wailed, with Su Yu accusing, "There are more than a dozen people besides the bridesmaids in this room. We’re not going to keep jumping rope, are we?"

"Of course not." Yang Leqi shook her head sweetly, "The next activity is squats with carrying people on pressure boards."

"No way!!! You’re kidding, right?"

Li Ning was desperate, wondering why they couldn’t escape the curse of the pressure boards.

Encouraged by everyone, the six got back on the boards. Since there weren’t enough people, Yang Leqi volunteered and was carried by Wang Sirui for squats.

Pei Yan chose to carry Li Ning, who seemed the lightest.

"Fifteen squats, keep it up!"

Fifteen squats aren’t much, but carrying someone while doing them certainly posed more difficulty.

All six started simultaneously, with Su Yu unable to continue after two, so the people behind supported him through squats.

Su Yu wailed, "I can’t do it, I really can’t!!!"

He felt like attending Pei Yan’s wedding was more tiring than shooting a show.

Su Yu’s face turned completely red, veins in his neck and arms bulging, gritting his teeth, "How many left? How many left?!!! Pei Yan, I’m exhausted for your wedding!!"

Pei Yan and Chen Yao were doing perfectly fine. It’s worth noting that Chen Yao was incredibly strong, managing squats with someone on his back neatly and quickly completing sixteen.

"Twenty! Pei Yan’s done!!!"

Chen Yao had only done sixteen when Pei Yan completed his, far surpassing the others.

Su Yu shouted, "Pei Yan, are you even human? Why so fast?"

Pei Yan glanced at Su Yu, casually saying, "Pay more attention to personal fitness, Director Su."