As night fell, the guests gradually began to leave.

After settling the guests who had come from afar, Ning Chu, exhausted from the entire day, dragged her tired body back home. She didn’t even bother to change out of her wedding dress and collapsed onto the couch.

Yet, her excitement hadn’t faded. She rambled on, unable to stop talking: "I knew they’d get back together! Shaoqing said Wang Jie went straight to the bunny-girl’s room! Bet he’ll be all weak-legged tomorrow again~"

"See? A wedding really does make a difference, though I’m exhausted! But it feels so great~"

"Husband, husband! How much red envelope money did we get? Hurry, let’s count it out! Are we getting our money back?"

Wen Yang finally took off his suit jacket, hung it on the door, and carelessly tossed his tie on the shoe rack. Wearing only his white shirt, he sat beside Ning Chu, holding a big bag.

"I just calculated it roughly. Including the ones who couldn’t make it, and the online bank transfers, it’s probably over one hundred thousand."