Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 999 - 593: Professional Groomsman, Plotting Against Huo? (2)
"Grandpa, it’s so late, why aren’t you asleep?" Ruan Mengxi followed Tang Wan’s way of addressing him.
Old Master Shen coughed twice, "This house’s soundproofing isn’t great, you two should rest early too."
Ruan Mengxi’s face suddenly turned red...
After closing the door, Tang Wan held her belly, laughing uncontrollably, nearly feeling out of breath, "I can’t take it anymore, if I keep laughing, my belly won’t be able to handle it."
"You better hold on, don’t end up going into labor suddenly at Auntie’s wedding." Ruan Mengxi’s face was beet red, and with her loud voice, the Shen elders must have only heard her "shouting."
"Don’t jinx it, I still have over half a month before the due date." After saying this, Tang Wan lowered her head to message Jiang Jinsang.
Jiang Jinsang wasn’t idle tonight either, because both Old Tang and Tang Yunxian were in Beijing, and Zhou Zhongqing was also there, conversing with both of his fathers-in-law.
They were discussing Tang Wan’s childbirth.
Four men are gathered, discussing women giving birth—Jiang Jinsang can only sneakily message Tang Wan to pass the time.
...
Meanwhile, the Huo Family was bustling, only calming down after one in the morning.
But early the next day, before dawn, Huo Ran heard banging on his door, opened it, and froze, "Bro?"
"Morning exercise."
"Huh?" Huo Ran was a bit confused, nodded mechanically, changed clothes like a zombie, then glanced at the time before heading out.
What the hell—
It’s only 4:30!
The rooster hasn’t crowed, the dog hasn’t woken up, and you want me to exercise?
Plus, you’re getting married today! On such a special day, can’t you take a break?
Huo Ran jogged after him, yawning, and asked, "Bro, you’re still doing morning exercise on your wedding day?"
"What’s marriage got to do with exercise?"
"Today’s a special day."
Besides, it was already early winter, Beijing’s spring and autumn are so short that as soon as a chill hits, people want to bundle up in coats or wear down jackets. Huo Ran shivered as soon as he stepped out.
Huo Qinqi sized him up, "You want to rest on weekends, on holidays, even on Children’s Day—you want a day off, which is why you’re so weak."
Huo Ran was stunned: Exercise is exercise, no need for personal attacks.
Their usual routine was just some warm-ups, running two laps around the Huo residence. When they thought they’d finished the usual distance, Huo Qinqi said:
"Since we got up early today, let’s run two more laps."
"..."
Huo Ran went crazy—It’s just a wedding, have you lost your mind?
After the morning exercise, dawn broke. Huo Ran originally planned to dive back into bed for a nap, but Huo Qinqi told him friends and relatives would be arriving soon, so he should tidy up the room.
Huo Ran was devastated—
It’s only after six, who would come so early!
He usually didn’t dare defy Huo Qinqi; today was his wedding, so he absolutely didn’t dare to act out, obediently got up, and folded the blankets neatly.
Someone seemed like it was regular housework, criticizing him for folding the bedding blocks like tofu.
When Huo Ran went downstairs, the Huo Zheng couple was already up, feeling very delighted.
Then he sat in the living room, waiting until after eight, when Huo Qinqi’s friends and the Huo family’s cousins gradually arrived. Whether or not they were going to join in the bridal procession today, everyone dressed formally and appropriately.
Qi Zeyan, as the best man, put on the old-fashioned suit he greatly disliked but styled his hair meticulously with a slick side parting, and polished his shoes until they gleamed before heading out.
Old Master Qi looked at him coldly:
"Eventually, even the old third from the Jiang Family, Xiaosi Jiang, they’re getting married too. You’ll likely have to act as a best man again. I think you might as well not find a partner, open a company specializing in being a best man for hire. I’ve heard there’s quite a demand for such services."
Qi Zeyan frowned: A rentable best man?
His grandfather actually knows about this. That old guy is quite hip.
"Qiqi—" Qi Zeyan was stopped again by Old Master Qi as he was heading out.
"What’s up?" Qi Zeyan glanced at his watch; the Huo family is so time-conscious, a delay today and Huo Qinqi would definitely give him hell.
"A few days ago, I was at the opera and met your Grandma Jiang. Heard that Xiao Huo has a few cousins, and some have joined the military, delaying marriage. Maybe I’ll talk to the Huo family about arranging a meeting for you, how about that?"
Women from the Huo family...
Spare me.
"You know what Old Huo is like, don’t you? If you want me to marry the female version of him, you might as well kill me now." Qi Zeyan felt helpless; the old man had gone mad, even considering the Huo family.
