The weekend arrived quickly.
Zhou Xitong came to school very high-profile, distributing several stacks of invitations.
Many classmates planned to have a look.
For one thing, it added a diversion in the midst of boring studies.
For another, everyone wanted to see what a wealthy person’s wedding was really like.
Would it be like in the dramas, with guests mingling and splendid magnificence?
Yue Qingqing and others naturally did not go to join in the excitement, and still studied at school.
Little did they know that quite a few incidents broke out at the wedding.
The wedding was funded by Zhou Leping for his daughter, ostensibly to show his love for her, but actually it was specifically for the Jiang Family to see.
However, a few hours before the wedding officially started, Jiang Chengren had not yet appeared.
This caused Zhou Leping to worry, and even his wife Xing Ying felt something was amiss.
"Didn’t Pengxuan say that Jiang Chengren valued him highly? Why hasn’t he shown up now, and the wedding is about to start?"
Zhou Leping comforted him reluctantly, "Perhaps something has delayed him, let’s wait a bit longer."
Meanwhile, Jiang Chengyi was also puzzled.
"Even if Zhou Leyong doesn’t come, Zhou Yiran should at least appear, since this is his cousin’s wedding."
Jiang Pengxuan, dressed in a suit, looked handsome, but his calculating eyes always gave off a slick feeling.
"Dad, shall I go ask Zhou Xitong?"
Jiang Chengyi stopped him, "No, the wedding is about to start, according to the rules you shouldn’t see each other before it, let’s just wait a bit longer."
Both sides had more or less the same idea, waiting until all the guests arrived and the emcee took the stage.
The wedding proceeded in an orderly fashion.
Zhou Leping had spent a lot of money, and indeed the wedding scene was magnificent.
Many girls looked at the exquisite and elegant setups, inevitably feeling envious.
"Wow, it’s so beautiful."
"Indeed, the rich finally come together, and the poor get to witness this, Zhou Xitong’s child will be born with a silver spoon."
However, as the bride and groom made their individual entries, both looked around, their expressions changed.
"Where is your uncle?"
"Where is your second uncle?"
As their eyes met, an instant realization hit them both.
Zhou Leping immediately demanded an explanation from Jiang Chengyi as to what was going on.
The latter felt deceived and turned around to question Zhou Leping.
Zhou Xitong on the stage also pressed Jiang Pengxuan, "Is your family really relatives of the Jiang Family?"
Jiang Pengxuan’s eyes were deep, "Where is your brother Zhou Yiran? Why hasn’t he appeared either?"
It turned out that both sides had the same plan.
They each thought that the other was well-supported by a powerful figure, but in reality, their situations were similar, and neither was much regarded.
Poor Zhou Xitong thought she was stepping up in the world by marrying into the Jiang Family, hoping to finally hold her head high.
And Jiang Pengxuan also hoped that he could be supported by Zhou Leyong or at least Zhou Yiran to later make a great impact and start a career.
However, it was proven that they were indeed a good match.
Yet both were like parasites clinging to others, only able to secretively absorb nutrients and barely survive, lacking any real capabilities.
The wedding scene immediately turned chaotic, both families feeling completely deceived by a fraud.
Zhou Xitong, faced with the inquisitive looks of former classmates below, furiously threw her bouquet in Jiang Pengxuan’s face.
Jiang Pengxuan, known for his bad temper, pushed Zhou Xitong down on the stage.
The emcee screamed amidst the chaos.
"Blood! There’s blood beneath the bride!"
Zhou Xitong, clutching her stomach, screamed desperately; her relatives immediately smashed a wine bottle over Jiang Chengyi’s head.
The waitstaff trembled as they went to find the manager.
The guests with cellphones were uncertain whether to call the police first or an ambulance.
This grand wedding thus concluded with an utterly absurd ending.