Chapter 1740: The Rest Of My Life Is For You (18)

Chapter 1740: The Rest Of My Life Is For You (18)

The moment the bride was taken away, the nerves of the few men who had just relaxed suddenly became tense again.

Yu Yuehan was the first to regain his senses. "My instincts tell me that the last game to be played is usually not a good one."

Mo Yongheng stood beside him. "I agree."

Qi Yan finally regained his senses and looked at Tan Bengbeng's departing figure with reluctance. He did not pay attention to what the Butler had said at all.

He turned his head and saw Yu Yuehan and Mo Yongheng looking as if they were facing a great enemy. The corners of his lips curled up into a mocking smile.

"Look at all of you. All of you are as timid as mice. The wedding ceremony has already been held. What is there to be afraid of?"

Qi Yan had just finished speaking when the butler came forward with a small notebook and read out the rules of the game.

"It's very simple. The name of this game is 'real and fake brides'. As the name implies, it is to allow the groom to distinguish among the many brides who are his own brides and to go forward to take her away. Everyone has only one chance. Once you choose a bride, you must bring her back to the bridal chamber. There is no chance for regrets..."

Before the Butler could finish reading out the rules of the game, Qi Yan's legs were already so weak that he could not stand.

He reached out and held onto Yu Yuehan's shoulder.

"Is it too late for me to take back what I said just now? I was wrong. I was young and ignorant, and I was too foolish and naive. So, on account of my young age, can I not participate in this game?"

Yu Yuehan replied, "I suggest that you cry and beg Old Master Mo. ."

Mo Yongheng: "Before you cry, hug the patriarch's thigh and kneel down. That way, your chances will be higher."

Yu Yuehan: "The happiness of our brothers all depends on you alone. You can do it!"

Mo Yongheng: "Let bygones be bygones. The image of you in my heart today is two meters!"

Qi Yan:"..."

The game that the butler mentioned was one of the more exciting ones in the traditional marriage game.

Since the Mo family was not the first to create it, they did not deliberately make things difficult for the three of them.

Just as Qi Yan was about to pretend to be pitiful, old master mo cast a cold glance at him and said,.

"You can't even recognize your own daughter-in-law, and you have the nerve to ask me to agree to Bengbeng's marriage to you?"

Qi Yan:"..."the baby felt bitter in his heart, but the baby did not say anything.

How long had he known Tan Bengbeng?

Yu Yuehan and Mo Yongheng had an obvious advantage in terms of time, and he was flustered.

This was a wedding that was the focus of everyone's attention. Not only were there relatives and friends, but there were also media reporters present.

If he were to mistake his wife for someone else, he would probably be laughed at for the rest of his life.

Most importantly, Tan Bengbeng might very well kick him out in a fit of rage..

His wedding was going well, and it was the wedding night that he had been looking forward to for a long time... why was it so difficult to get married? !

Qi Yan returned to his seat with a mournful face.

It was rare that Yu Yuehan and Mo Yongheng did not mock him. They even reached out and patted him on the shoulder to show their encouragement.

The Butler ignored their dying struggles and clapped his hands to announce the start of the game.

The huge living room was instantly separated into two areas by the screen.

On one side, there was no one, and on the other side, there were a lot of people moving around, looking at the bright red area.

"Wow!"

Before the grooms could react, the people around them had already cried out in surprise.

Yu Yuehan raised his head and saw that there were nearly a hundred brides outside the door. They were all wearing the same wedding dress and had their heads covered in red. They were entering leisurely..

Their makeup and clothes were the same, and their movements and steps were the same.

One by one, they walked in. It was as if the same scene was repeating in front of their eyes. It was a dazzling sight!

Yu Yuehan sucked in a sharp breath of cold air.

When he turned his head to take a look, Qi Yan's eyes were glazed over, and Mo Yongheng's face was ashen as well!