On the morning of October 8, Ye Family Ancestral Residence.
Ye Lei paced back and forth anxiously in his room. Today was his wedding day. Although he and Han Nuan had gotten their marriage certificate three years ago and had started married life long before that, this was still their wedding. It would have been strange if he were not nervous.
Song Yang and his two brothers sat on the sofa, watching Ye Lei act like that, and immediately felt like laughing.
Though they had all gotten their certificates and achieved success in their careers, none of them had held a wedding yet. So, they could only serve as Ye Lei's groomsmen first. Still, this group was the only one on Ye Lei's side. Once they arrived at the bride's family home, they would be on their own wives' side.
Just then, Tang Yunxin helped the old man of the Ye Family down from upstairs and spoke to her son, who was about to get married.
"Xiaolei, stop standing around. The auspicious time is almost here. It's time to set off."
Tang Yunxin was wearing a red qipao. Seeing her son dressed in a traditional Chinese wedding outfit, looking so nervous, she was suddenly reminded of the moment thirty years ago when she and Ye Junqing had held their wedding.
Back then, Ye Junqing had looked just as nervous. When he put the wedding ring on her finger, his hand had trembled as if he had Parkinson's.
The Ye Family had long prepared the bride price. Besides the necessary cash, there were five proposals worth over a hundred million each. Included as well were 15% of Ye Corporation's shares, along with the Jinrong Grand Hotel that had been transferred to Han Nuan years ago. All of it was bride price