Wang Xiaoliang and Liu Xinyu plopped down, their plates already piled high.
Wei Zijin and Yang Qingyu had picked out the food for their respective men well in advance.
The two men were truly starving and dug in ravenously.
With no one drinking alcohol at the table, the meal went quickly.
Zeng Haiyan walked over with her phone in hand and checked the time.
"Xinyu, my flight's tonight. Could you arrange a car to take me?"
"Uncle Fu's already arranged everything." Liu Xinyu swallowed a mouthful of food. "He'll take you to get your luggage in a bit, then straight to the airport."
Yang Qingyu stood up and took a stack of red envelopes from her close friend.
"Thank you all for helping today. Thanks for all your hard work."
Yang Qingyu handed Zeng Haiyan a red envelope. "This is a little token of our appreciation."
Zeng Haiyan hurriedly waved her hands, pushing it firmly back.
"Oh, I couldn't possibly! Xinyu even booked my flights, and I've been eating and staying here for free for days. I gave so little as a wedding gift, too. I really can't take this!"
Liu Xinyu said with a smile.
"Haiyan, eating, drinking, and having fun all helped make our celebration a success."
"A wedding's all about the lively atmosphere, and that depends on family and friends. You've been helping on both the groom's side and the bride's side. You've worked hardest of all."
"Take it. It's for good luck!"
Only then did Zeng Haiyan accept it, looking embarrassed.
Once she accepted hers, the others stopped refusing as well. Everyone got one, and everyone was happy.
Just then, Liu Xinyu's older cousin came over with a mischievous grin.
"Xinyu, shouldn't we get going?"
"Your younger cousins are all waiting in the bridal room to