CHAPTER 539: CHAPTER 501: BRIDESMAIDS HAVE OTHER USES?

Before morning arrived the next day, Leng Lingxiao knew that he would not see his little wife Tang Xiaowan for almost six days starting today.

This custom drove Leng Lingxiao crazy.

Therefore, even though the car had already stopped at the Nanfeng Mansion’s gate, he still didn’t want to let go of his hand.

The luggage had been sent in two hours earlier, and by now, Wang Meijuan was in the cloakroom categorizing items, which included some very valuable jewelry and haute couture gowns.

As for the gifts for everyone, they were handed to the butler, Li Fugui, who took care of it properly.

"We still followed Qingcheng’s customs after all!"

With that, Tang Xiaowan frowned and feigned anger as she asked, "What? Do you disagree?"

"Not at all, how dare I!"

"Cut it out, you’re insincere."

Leng Lingxiao glanced at the tightly closed wrought-iron gate, his heart filled with reluctance and worry. He feared that in his absence, his little wife would secretly execute her plan to take revenge on Yuan Min and Li Wanshan.

Didn’t he know her temperament already?

"Don’t wander off, take Cheng Shi with you when you go out," Leng Lingxiao gently stroked her hair, his voice heartfelt.

Tang Xiaowan smiled sweetly, "I know."

"No matter how busy, you must call me once in the morning, afternoon, and evening; texts don’t count, okay?"

"Don’t worry, I won’t forget."

Cheng Shi quietly got out of the car, while Zhao Renjie raised the partition in the driver’s seat.

Sure enough, as they had expected, ten seconds later, Leng Lingxiao’s kiss slowly landed on Tang Xiaowan’s plump lips, deepening with time.

"Silly girl, you still need to learn how to breathe."

"After the wedding, I’ll learn properly, um... it’s getting late, I need to get going."

"Hold on."

After saying that, Leng Lingxiao kissed her again.

At this moment, Cheng Shi, dumbstruck, was standing outside the van, his heart burning with impatience.

Then, he glanced at his watch.

Constantly monopolizing my miss.

He’s simply... a beast!

Unbeknownst to him, he had barely finished his complaint when Tang Xiaowan got out of the car, her face unable to hide her joy.

Nevermind, as long as the miss is happy.

"Cheng Shi, go knock on the door."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wrought-iron gate slowly opened, revealing twenty young men in black suits, each with a piercing gaze.

Cheng Shi: Shen Shiyi’s men?

Looks like the old madam was prepared!

The moment Tang Xiaowan stepped through the iron gate, the twenty bodyguards respectfully shouted, "Welcome home, Miss! We hope you had a safe journey!"

Their voices were loud, uniform.

Seeing Tang Xiaowan smile and nod at them, the bodyguards relaxed back into their rigid stance.

Meanwhile, a sedan slowly pulled up.

"Miss, you must be tired!" Li Fugui, smiling, respectfully opened the car door for Tang Xiaowan.

The timing was just perfect.

"Old Li, have you come to act as a butler again?" Tang Xiaowan quipped, squinting her eyes, "I guess your salary has gone up quite a bit? Congratulations!"

"I couldn’t say, I just follow orders, it’s the same anywhere."

Grandma is still one step ahead!

Grandpa, you’ve retired, haven’t you?

Thinking this, Tang Xiaowan got into the car, and Cheng Shi opened the front passenger’s door.

Shortly after, the sedan slowly drove towards the main building.

"Where are Grandma and Grandpa?"

"The lady is in the study waiting for Miss, Mr. Wang..." Zhao Renjie hesitated slightly, "the lady has arranged some tasks for him, he’s still busy."

"That... those two, did they come?" Tang Xiaowan touched her nose and asked softly.

As soon as Li Fugui heard, knowing she was referring to Wang Junchen and Ye Wanhua, he replied without hesitation, "The young master and young mistress came early this morning, they are in the kitchen preparing lunch right now."

Tang Xiaowan sweetly smiled, "Oh, good!"

At the same time, through the car window glass, Leng Lingxiao slowly withdrew his gaze, "Let’s go."

"Yes, master."

Zhao Renjie quickly glanced at the wrought-iron gate that was about to close, his emotions mixed.

"Master, are you and madam really..."

"Why don’t you just rush in and see?" Leng Lingxiao grinned mischievously, "See if you come out alive?"

Hearing this, Zhao Renjie immediately shut up.

Not being able to meet before the wedding is one thing, but not even being able to enter the bride’s home?

Ugh, what kind of ridiculous custom is this!

...

Five minutes later, in the study of Nanfeng Mansion.

"Grandma, my six adorable bridesmaids, can I have them... in advance?" Tang Xiaowan asked with a naive smile, "Is that okay?"

Tang Mei: "..."

She thought her granddaughter would bring up the matter of not seeing each other for six days and would ask to break the custom.

She never expected her to be so anxious about this.

"Grandma, is that okay?" Tang Xiaowan cooed, tugging Tang Mei’s arm back and forth, "Otherwise, I won’t enjoy my meal later."

Probably will eat more than anyone.

Tang Mei sighed lightly, frowned, looked at Uncle Quan beside her, and gave him a slight nod.

And so, Uncle Quan hurriedly left.

"Thank you, Grandma!"

"The wedding is just a few days away, don’t mess around," Tang Mei smiled and nodded gently, softly warning.

"Oh, I know, I know."

"I heard the young master of the Leng Family took a liking to a big store, and you agreed?"

"You sure are well-informed!" Tang Xiaowan pouted her lips, playfully said, "It’s all business, renting to anyone. Besides, the Leng Family is rich, no worries about him running away."

"True, that is indeed the case!"

"Huahua even complimented me, saying I handled it with great panache, very classy!"

"He’s just too scared to offend you."

"Nonsense, clearly, I’m the one who’s afraid of him."

Tang Mei shook her head helplessly.

In the midst of their conversation, six graceful young ladies quickly approached, all with big wavy hairstyles, and seemed to be around 165 cm in height.

Each had their own unique beauty, but due to their matching outfits, they looked almost like sextuplets.

"Lady, Miss, good morning!"

The six greeted in unison.

"Good, good, good, all beautiful ladies!" Tang Xiaowan cheerily walked past them, "Come on, starting with you, introduce yourself."

Tang Mei: Are we at a beauty pageant?

Uncle Quan: Miss is still so adorable!

And so, under Tang Xiaowan’s expectant gaze, all six gave a full account, reporting everything from their names to their skills clearly.

"Not bad at all, all’s good, it’s just the names... they’ll be inconvenient to call later."

Tang Xiaowan paced back and forth, starting to ponder.

"Let’s do this, according to months, you’re May, you’re June, you’re July..."

Tang Mei: "..."

Absolutely unserious!

Ugh, like grandmother, like granddaughter!

After assigning the codenames, Tang Xiaowan, under the pretext of getting acquainted with her environment, took the six ladies out of the study to her bedroom, just as Wang Meijuan had finished tidying up.

"Miss?"

Suddenly seeing so many unfamiliar faces, Wang Meijuan was a bit taken aback. She quickly approached Tang Xiaowan, worried her lady might be taken advantage of.

"It’s okay, it’s okay, my bridal party."

As she spoke, the last person to enter consciously closed the bedroom door and stood by it.

Actions swift yet respectful.

"From now on, you all are my people, no need to obey anyone else," Tang Xiaowan said seriously, dropping her playful demeanor, "Including Grandma and Uncle Quan, understand?"

"Understood." The six responded in unison, their voices not loud but carrying a resolute determination.

Wang Meijuan, seeing this, was dumbfounded.

Is this... a bridal party?

Why does it feel more like a suicide squad!