The fourth-floor banquet hall of the Fucheng Holiday Hotel.
The entire banquet hall had been decorated in a festive sea of red. Huge crystal chandeliers cast brilliant light over round tables draped in scarlet cloths, each set with exquisite place cards and wedding sweets.
The Moutai set the standard for the banquet.
Liu Xinyu and Yang Qingyu stood side by side at the entrance to the banquet hall, welcoming the guests as they arrived.
Wang Xiaoliang, Zhou Qiang, and two of Liu Xinyu's male cousins stood beside him.
Apart from Wang Xiaoliang, the best man, Zhou Qiang and the two cousins each had clearly assigned duties, guiding guests to their designated seats.
Beside Yang Qingyu stood Wei Zijin, Zeng Haiyan, and two of her other close friends, forming a lovely sight.
Li Lanxiang, the bridesmaid they had met in the bridal room earlier, had been assigned a more important job because she was so tall. She had brought over a chair and sat beside the man recording cash gifts at the entrance. Her main task was to check the red envelopes.
She had to carefully record anything over nine yuan.
Liu Xinyu's parents, Dad Liu and Mom Liu, whirled through the crowd like two tireless tops, appearing at the entrance to greet important guests one moment, then venturing deep into the banquet hall the next to make sure everything was properly arranged.
Wang Xiaoliang spotted another familiar face.
It was Old Fu, the middle-aged driver who had picked them up at the airport.
He was wearing a brand-new suit today too. Although he still looked somewhat ill at ease, he kept a smile on his face, quite unlike when they had first met him.
He stood not far from Dad Liu and Mom Liu, silently watching everything.
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