This Doctor Is Too Wealthy

Chapter 1025 - 1025: 691 The Door That Couldn't be Opened_2

These people, Du Heng knew them too well. They were the kind who had no shame and would take advantage if given the chance. They didn't care about anything else, only whether they could get the Red Envelopes.After the Red Envelopes were stuffed in again, a scramble for them erupted behind the door, followed by discussions on whether or not to open it.

Their voices were loud, completely disregarding Du Heng and the others outside.

"They're all rich people; how could they have just a few Red Envelopes? Listen to me, don't open the door."

"That's right, they're all big shots who care about their reputations. They won't go back just like that."

"What if they really do leave?"

"If they leave, they leave."

"If they leave, it means they don't love our Qianqian."

"How dare they show disrespect even before the wedding? If Qianqian marries into their family, what kind of life will she have?"

"You're right. My brother-in-law only has this one daughter, and he's not even taking this seriously. How can we expect them to support us in our old age?"

...

Hearing the shameless words from inside, Du Heng almost kicked the door down.

Listening to this bunch, they just wanted more Red Envelopes, yet they twisted it into a matter of love and future support.

Absolutely despicable.

Even the usually timid Zhuo Yue stared with wide eyes. He wasn't angry; he was terrified. He kept glancing at the Red Envelopes in Du Heng's hand, his expression clearly saying, Hurry up and stuff them in, or I won't have a Wife today!

Xiao Su, from behind, suddenly said, "Senior Brother, just kick the door open. It's just a wooden door; a few of us could kick it down easily."

Du Heng almost laughed in exasperation. He turned and snapped, "Get lost."

Then, disgruntled, he added in a low voice, "We're here for the picking up the bride ceremony. If you kick the door down, what kind of ceremony will that be? Don't let it turn into a fight."

"But…" Xiao Su, unlike Wu Buwei and Li Shuxun, wasn't employed by Du Heng. So, while he respected Du Heng, he dared to argue back a little.

At that moment, a man's voice with a local accent sounded from the courtyard. With the noise from inside and the voice being somewhat distant, they couldn't hear it very clearly.

But within a few seconds, the tightly closed door opened.

Picking up the bride was supposed to_be a joyous occasion, but now, no one felt happy.

Fortunately, Du Heng and the others remembered it was their brother's big day. They forced smiles onto their faces, and though stiff, they entered with those smiles.

However, the old women standing at the door had faces as black as the bottom of a pot. This was especially true when they saw the stack of Red Envelopes still in Du Heng's hand; their eyes were practically glued to him.

PHEW.

Feeling those fiery gazes, Du Heng's smile became a bit more sincere, and his mood lightened slightly.

At this point, Zhuo Yue walked up to the man in the middle of the courtyard, lowered his head, and whispered, "Uncle, I've come to pick up Qianqian."

Only then did Du Heng realize that the man who had just spoken was Zhuo Yue's father-in-law.

The man stared intently at Zhuo Yue, who kept his head bowed. After a long moment, he sighed softly and said, "Come in."

His words also allowed Du Heng and his group to breathe a sigh of relief.

The group then entered the house, where several of their family elders were already seated. They all stood up and courteously welcomed the wedding guests.

Now, however, the main roles shifted to the old female relative for picking up the bride and the old male relative for picking up the bride. They began to go through the procedures with Zhuo Yue's father-in-law.

Meanwhile, Du Heng, Wu Buwei, and the others started searching for Qianqian's bridal chamber, simultaneously observing the house for any potential hiding spots for the shoes.

After all, the second hurdle was entering the bridal chamber and passing the bridesmaids' tests. The most challenging part of this was usually the shoe-finding game.

Sometimes, the shoe hunt was genuinely for fun, just for everyone to have a good laugh.

But judging by the reception at the main gate today, Du Heng suspected this part might not be so easy.

That's why Du Heng had firmly held onto the remaining Red Envelopes earlier, not stuffing them through the door crack.

However, things didn't seem to be going as he had expected.

When the procedures in the living room were completed and it was time to receive the bride, Du Heng and his friends discovered that the bridesmaids had indeed prepared some games. However, perhaps the bride had instructed them beforehand, or perhaps they all knew the groom and his personality, so the games weren't very difficult.

Since the games weren't difficult and no one was being overly demanding, Wu Buwei and the others played wholeheartedly, quickly forgetting the unpleasantness at the gate.

It was only then that Du Heng noticed something about Zhuo Yue. The man, who had been timid and uneasy the whole time, had completely straightened his slightly stooped back from the moment he reached the bride's side and saw her.

His head, which he hadn't dared to lift before, was now held high. His face was wreathed in smiles; he looked incredibly happy and joyful.

Some say that the bitterness of love surpasses all the poisons in the world.

But now, Du Heng felt that the wonder of love surpassed all the remedies in the world.

Once the games were finished, the bridesmaids cheerfully handed the shoes to Zhuo Yue.

Du Heng, of course, was also very obliging and distributed all the remaining Red Envelopes in his hand to the bridesmaids. He felt happy and at ease giving away this money.

After putting on the shoes, Zhuo Yue and the bride supported each other into the living room for the final step of the picking up the bride ceremony: the bride bidding farewell to her parents.

However, the bride's mother had passed away early, so only her father was present. This was, undeniably, a source of regret.

Zhuo Yue's father-in-law received three kowtows from his daughter and son-in-law. He then pulled them up, held their hands tightly, and said to his daughter, "My dear girl, once you step out of this door today, you'll be an adult.

You and Xiao Yue must live a good life together and discuss everything... Work hard, live well."

The man's voice was very low but tinged with emotion, causing it to tremble almost imperceptibly. "You lost your mother when you were young, and I didn't raise you well. This made your temperament a bit wild; you need to change that."

The bride was also overcome with emotion. Holding her father's hand, tears streamed down her face.

The man took a deep breath and turned to look at Zhuo Yue. His mouth opened and closed a few times, but nothing came out. Finally, he sighed and said, "My daughter has a bad temper. Xiao Yue, you'll need to be more patient with her in the future."

At this, Zhuo Yue nodded repeatedly, as if he had suddenly matured.

The man wanted to say more, but he was too overcome with emotion to speak. He led the two to the doorway, clapped his hands, and said, "Go on, there isn't much time left."

Zhuo Yue wasn't tall, and his wife was about the same height. This made it impossible for him to carry her bridal style, so he had to carry her on his back instead.

Fortunately, the bride's home was conveniently located. The main road was only fifty meters from the door, so Zhuo Yue wouldn't have much trouble carrying her that short distance.

"Alright, Xiao Yue, you and the bride wait in the car for a bit. We'll load the dowry onto the car, pick up all the wedding guests, and then we'll set off."

"Thanks for your hard work, Heng."

TSK. This young man is a bit different now, eh?

Du Heng smiled faintly, then re-entered the house with Wu Buwei and the others, following the bride's family relatives to start loading the dowry onto the car.

As they went in and out of the living room, they saw Zhuo Yue's father-in-law sitting alone on the sofa, sobbing loudly.

Wu Buwei, carrying a package, walked beside Du Heng. Hearing the sobbing from the room, he couldn't help but remark with a sigh, "To raise a child from infancy, through thick and thin, only to send her away with your own hands on her wedding day… If it were me, I'd be crying this hard too, maybe even harder than him."

Du Heng felt the same. He even imagined that if Du Xuejing were to get married one day, he might not be able to stop himself from crying either.

But after walking a few more steps, he felt something was off.

Giving away a daughter is indeed sad; crying is understandable.

But would a grown man sob so unrestrainedly?

He was crying when I first came in, he's still crying now that we've moved the things out and are about to leave, and he's been sobbing continuously. Something's not right here.