Wan Chu’er watched and listened as Mai Qiqi and Lin Yufei dealt with the people outside, yet she was lost in a trance; her body seemed to still be here, but her divine soul had drifted away, observing the bustling happiness around her like a bystander.
She looked at the bride sitting on the bed with a face full of happiness, feeling a mix of confusion and joy, and saw Jiang Kechu and the others finally rushing into the room.
Although Jiang Kechu’s expression was subdued, she knew he was very happy and was trying hard to control his facial muscles so as not to grin like a fool.
Everyone marveled at the bride’s beauty, envied her, cheered, and Jiang Kechu bent down to kiss the bride. Under the teasing of so many people, the bride shyly revealed a touch of bashfulness, her eyes brimming with love.
Finally, Jiang Kechu bent down and tightly embraced the bride, carrying her through the crowd towards the door.
Firecrackers rang out incessantly, and fireworks flew all over the sky; everyone was laughing.
Wan Chu’er’s divine soul was drawn by an invisible force, following them outside.
What on earth is going on?
Wan Chu’er finally snapped back to her senses. Why was she feeling this way? Suddenly panicked, who was the person below? Her soul had left, so whose soul was in the person below?
Wan Chu’er tried to fly towards the other self below but was blocked by an invisible wall. When she was three meters away from the bride, she could no longer move forward.
She shouted with all her might, but could not make a sound. She tried to grab onto other people but couldn’t grasp anything; she was transparent.
After a futile struggle, she remained trapped.
Calm down, calm down, she must stay calm, Wan Chu’er chided herself while forcing herself to remain composed as she moved along with the crowd.
She shouldn’t panic over such incidents. Her own rebirth was unbelievable enough, so it wasn’t impossible for other inconceivable things to happen.
Could it be that her reborn soul was from her past life, and that her current self already had its own soul? Had she forcibly taken over her own body this life, but now, on her wedding day with Jiang Kechu, was she squeezed out again?
So the person below could still act freely, behaving exactly like her, hence no one could notice anything amiss, even Jiang Kechu hadn’t realized.
Wan Chu’er thought rapidly.
What should she do now?
The more she thought, the more anxious she became and the more chaotic her mind grew. Now a mere floating specter, what could she possibly do?
The long line of cars flamboyantly drove down the street, drawing the gaze of onlookers. Although they had intended to keep the affair simple, certain grandeur couldn’t be pared away.
The car arrived punctually at noon at the State Guesthouse’s entrance; firecrackers launched into another round of crackling. The billowing smoke nearly engulfed her, so Wan Chu’er hurriedly moved to the side.
She discovered she couldn’t be more than ten meters away from her other self, nor closer than three meters.
As the smoke from the firecrackers cleared, she could see the scene clearly.
Father Jiang and Mrs. Jiang were full of vitality, their faces beaming with joy, dressed in festive new clothes, standing at the entrance of the hotel, greeting relatives and friends coming to the wedding.
This time, because it was a simple affair, Jiang Family and Old Sir Zhong did not issue many wedding invitations, only to those close to them; even so, about twenty tables were set.
She saw Mai Qiqi and Lin Yufei getting out of the car first, running to the wedding car she was in, and soon Jiang Xiaoxiao and Jiang Lingling also came out, joining Mai Qiqi and the others.
Jiang Kechu finally got out of the car, his long legs so powerful under the sunlight. He strode around the front of the car, to the other side, leaned in halfway, and lifted the bride out in one go, causing a burst of cheers and crowding.
The bride’s wedding dress flowed down, covering her face. She gently looped her arms around Jiang Kechu’s neck, nestling against his shoulder.
Jiang Kechu whispered something, and the bride hugged him even tighter.
Hovering in midair, Wan Chu’er felt a bout of heartache. The real her was right there, yet who was that person below... Well, it was still her, but she was not pleased.
Wan Chu’er thought to herself: Jiang Kechu, if you can’t quickly notice something’s off with me, once I’m better, you’re going to kneel and wash clothes on a washboard as punishment!
Everyone accompanied Jiang Kechu towards the hotel, and upon reaching a lounge on the second floor, Jiang Kechu finally let go of Wan Chu’er.
Mai Qiqi and the other three followed them in, and Mai Qiqi said with a smile, "Brother Jiang, you go ahead and attend to the guests. We’re here for her."
Jiang Xiaoxiao also urged her older brother to go.
With so many people around, Jiang Kechu could only pinch the bride’s hand and whispered, "I’m heading out first."
The bride smiled and gave a nod, prompting Mai Qiqi and her companions to laugh for a while.
The Wan Chu’er in mid-air really wanted to follow Jiang Kechu out. Maybe if she stayed by his side for long enough, Jiang Kechu might be able to sense her presence since he had such keen senses.
Unfortunately, when she reached the doorway, she couldn’t step forward any further. All she could do was fly back in resignation, watching as Mai Qiqi and the others joked with the bride and updated her on the situation outside.
Wan Chu’er said bitterly, "Mai Qiqi, you big fool, I’m up here!"
Sadly, no one could hear her, and she had no choice but to idly fly to the top of the lamp and sit on the light fixture, cradling her face in her hands and watching the scene below.
Mai Qiqi said, "Wan Chu’er, aren’t you excited? Hehe, why am I so excited? It feels like I’m the one getting married."
Lin Yufei laughed and said, "When you get married to An Zihao, you won’t be excited anymore."
From above, Wan Chu’er clearly saw the bride under the wedding veil pouting her lips, revealing a fleeting expression of annoyance.
Wan Chu’er immediately flew down, stopping three meters in front of the bride to observe closely. Unfortunately, the bride did not make that expression again.
Was she annoyed with Mai Qiqi and Lin Yufei? Or was she annoyed with the wedding?
It couldn’t be the wedding; before, when she was with Jiang Kechu, she seemed to be sweetly happy. So, she must be annoyed with Mai Qiqi and Lin Yufei.
Unable to figure it out, she overheard Jiang Xiaoxiao saying, "Sister-in-law, don’t worry about Chuanqi and Hunter. My aunts are holding them, and Mrs. Zhu is right there taking care of them."
The bride responded indifferently with an "Oh," showing no concern at all, even adding, "Better to call them Xiao Zhuo and Xiao Ya in the future. Chuanqi and Hunter sound so terrible."
Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then Jiang Xiaoxiao happily said, "So, you finally realize those two names you picked are awful?"
Wan Chu’er glared at the bride furiously. You’re the one who sounds terrible!
She was so angry that she floated around the room, wishing she could beat up the soul inside the person below.
As the bride turned her head, she saw Jiang Lingling, who was studying her makeup and wedding dress with gleaming eyes. When the bride looked at her, Jiang Lingling actually smiled obsequiously and said, "Sister-in-law, after your wedding, give me this wedding dress, okay?"
The bride rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "This wedding dress cost hundreds of thousands!"