Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

When Yun Xi returned to the living room, she took out her phone to look at the time. There was less than half an hour until the wedding banquet, so she took out her phone and made a call.

“Young Miss, they’re here. We’ll be there in five minutes!” Before she could speak, Xiaoshi’s voice came through the phone.

Yun Xi raised her eyebrows, turning around to look at the banquet hall where all the guests were already gathered. She quietly asked, “How many people are there?”

“This is going to be interesting. Mrs. Wang has brought all her brothers, brothers-in-law, and uncles. She has brought all the men in her family. After a rough calculation, there are about seventeen or eighteen of them! They came in two cars. We’re following behind.”

“Alright, be careful.” After hanging up, Yun Xi looked at the time. With so many people here, it seemed like this liveliness could really be stirred up!

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Yun Xi stood by the door and looked around. She did not see Han Ming and Qi Yichen. Instead, Qiao Ximin returned to Han Yaotian’s side, and the two of them chatted with the guests as if nothing had happened.

Yun Xi nodded toward Xiaoer, who was at the outermost periphery. Xiaoer saw the time and walked to the entrance outside the banquet hall, nodding to the security guards outside.

The timing was just right. As soon as the banquet started, the guests arrived. It seemed like there was no need for the banquet to begin today. The guests would be full from watching the show.

Jiang Henglin saw that Yun Xi had returned and was about to walk toward her when Chen Yichen pulled him aside by the collar. Before he could react, the emcee’s voice could be heard from the stage. The wedding banquet was about to begin.

“He’s the groom today. He might only have this chance once in his lifetime. If he doesn’t act ostentatiously, he won’t have another chance!”

“Dear guests, today is the wedding of our groom, Yun Yuanfeng, and the bride, Lin Shuhua. Please welcome the bride and groom…”

The emcee looked at the figures standing at the top of the stairs on the second floor and spoke, silencing the whispers around him. The conversation stopped.

Yun Yuanfeng retracted his hand and turned to look at Lin Shuhua with a smile. He patted her hand on his elbow and was about to lead her down.