"Third..."
Before Ling Yucheng could even finish the third item, the room erupted in laughter.
Gong Zhijing's face flushed, her eyes involuntarily misting up. For some reason, she felt an urge to cry, perhaps out of emotion.
Wen Xuanyuan was already recording with her phone, frowning as she shouted, "Everyone be quiet, he hasn't finished reading yet!"
This guarantee letter was drafted by her personally, combining the best content from guarantee letters found online.
Her words had some effect, and the noise immediately died down.
Ling Yucheng continued, "Wife's orders must be obeyed immediately, messages must be replied to instantly, and when the wife is in a bad mood, you must be her punching bag.
Whatever the wife says is right, and even when she's wrong, she's still right!
Fourth: Maintain distance from all members of the opposite sex, and do not let your gaze linger on anyone for more than two seconds.
If one day you dare to cheat, I will, in front of everyone..."
Ling Yucheng couldn't utter the last four words. He looked at Wen Xuanyuan, his voice cold.
"You actually dared to write that!"
Wen Xuanyuan immediately hid behind Gong Zhijing, grinning. "Mr. Ling, finish reading quickly! There are still four words left!"
Everyone was now curious about the four words Ling Yucheng couldn't read.
Ling Yucheng gritted his teeth and read, "Castrate yourself!"
"Pfft, hahahaha..."
The room fell silent for a second, then burst into thunderous laughter.
Even Gong Zhijing couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably.
It was so funny. Wen Xuanyuan was indeed brave to write something like that, not fearing Ling Yucheng's wrath.
Today was a wedding day, and Ling Yucheng didn't want to put on a sour face. He said, "Alright, stop laughing."
His authoritative voice still carried some weight, and the laughter subsided considerably.
"I will absolutely never cheat, so this is impossible!!"
But they still laughed, unable to contain themselves.
Ling Yucheng was utterly speechless, kneeling there unable to say a word.
Meanwhile, Wen Xuanyuan, the instigator, was bent over with laughter, even secretly posting the video she had taken online.
Only after everyone had had their fill of laughter did the room quiet down.
Gong Zhijing covered her mouth, trying her best to suppress her giggles.
Ling Yucheng continued to look at the guarantee letter in his hand. There were still over ten clauses, but a quick scan showed no more absurd ones.
He continued reading, and the others gradually quieted down to listen.
After finishing, Ling Yucheng signed his name on the guarantee letter and solemnly handed it to Gong Zhijing.
Gong Zhijing, holding back her laughter, took it and said, "I will cherish this!"
Next came some fun games, like butt-shaking to move ping-pong balls and push-ups to pop balloons, all of which led to continuous bursts of laughter.
Especially during the push-up balloon-popping game, Situ Jun lay on the floor with a balloon on his stomach.
Jiang Zexi braced himself on either side of him and started doing push-ups.
Li Bowen, who appeared refined, was surprisingly mischievous.
He reached out and pushed down on Jiang Zexi's back. Caught off guard, Jiang Zexi lunged forward directly onto Situ Jun on the floor.
The two of them had an intimate embrace. The scene was too much to describe.
After these games, time was running short.
Ling Yucheng was supposed to help Gong Zhijing change her shoes and then carry her to the makeup room downstairs.
In about two hours, the banquet would begin.
Just as Ling Yucheng was about to help Gong Zhijing change her shoes, he discovered they were missing.
His gaze immediately fell on the bridesmaids.
Wen Xuanyuan smiled and said, "The last test. The shoes are in this room, find them yourselves!"
Ling Yucheng didn't move at all. He turned to the groomsmen and said, "No need to search elsewhere. Go and search your own wives."
Naturally, they sided with Ling Yucheng and immediately walked towards their girlfriends.
Ling Yucheng then looked at Li Bowen and said calmly, "Go search your wife. I'm certain they're on her 100%."
At his words, Wen Xuanyuan was instantly speechless.
Without Li Bowen needing to search, she produced the shoes herself.
"You win this round!!"
Wen Xuanyuan felt like a clown. Ling Yucheng was too cunning.
Then, Ling Yucheng knelt on one knee before Gong Zhijing and helped her put on her shoes.
After changing shoes, they all headed downstairs.
Gong Zhijing stayed in the makeup room, accompanied by the bridesmaids.
Meanwhile, the guests had already begun to take their seats.
Hotel staff served fruit and pastries to each table for the guests.
As time slowly ticked by, the banquet officially commenced.
The wedding host stepped onto the stage and delivered an opening speech, then invited the groom to the stage.
Ling Yucheng had also changed into a new outfit.
A retro black and red groom's attire accentuated his tall figure. Combined with his handsome looks, which rivaled any top celebrity in the entertainment industry, his presence on stage drew all eyes.
After the groom's entrance, it was the bride's turn.
The lights in the venue dimmed slightly, and the entrance was instantly illuminated.
The doors slowly opened, and Gong Zhijing, arm in arm with Gong Ye, slowly walked into the hall.
She wore a majestic and ornate phoenix coronet, a wedding dress embroidered with intricate and beautiful patterns, and a long train that was at least two meters long, intricately carved with a majestic phoenix.
Her presence was striking, majestic and grand, like an empress about to ascend her throne.
But Gong Zhijing wore a sweet smile, making her appear approachable.
The phoenix coronet and ceremonial robes were undoubtedly solemn and dignified.
One would always be moved by traditional beauty!
Gong Zhijing slowly walked into the hall, holding Gong Ye's arm towards the stage. When she reached the center, she paused.
Along this short journey, Gong Ye's eyes had already reddened. This brief walk represented the small journey of a father accompanying his daughter through a part of her life.
The rest, he would entrust to his son-in-law.
Ling Yucheng stood at the destination and began to sing into the microphone.
This was a surprise for Gong Zhijing. She gazed at him from afar, her heart pounding.
Ling Yucheng sang "Today" by Andy Lau.
As the prelude began, his voice softened.
"Walking through the years, I realized how imperfect the world is. Success or failure, both carry some illusion..."
As he sang, Ling Yucheng tossed red envelopes to the crowd.
He took out envelopes from his pocket and, like tossing playing cards, threw them all out. His movements were clean and handsome, quite captivating.
Gong Zhijing curved her lips, smiling happily.
Ling Yucheng's voice was magnetic, and his rendition of the song was not inferior to the original, with only a word or two slightly off-key.
As he reached the climax, he walked towards Gong Zhijing.
"Waited so long, finally today.
Dreamed so long, finally the dream comes true.
The road ahead is long, I'll venture through it, thanks to you by my side..."
Watching him walk towards her, hearing his gentle and moving voice, Gong Zhijing's heart was touched, her eyes began to mist, and tears flowed uncontrollably.