As soon as the bride was taken away, the nerves that had just been relaxed by the men suddenly became tense again.
Yu Yuehan was the first to come back to his senses: "Intuition tells me that the last game I play is usually not a good game."
Mo Yongheng stood beside him: "Agreed."
Qi Yan finally came back to his senses, and reluctantly looked at Tan Bengbeng's leaving figure, not paying attention to what the butler said at all.
Turning his head, he saw Yu Yuehan and Mo Yongheng looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, and the corners of their mouths curled into a playful arc.
"Look at you, all of you are as cowardly as mice, the wedding ceremony is over, what else is there to be afraid of?"
As soon as Qi Yan finished speaking, the housekeeper came forward with a small notebook and read out the rules of the game.
"It's very simple. The name of this game is 'True and False Bride'. As the name suggests, it is to let the groom identify which one is his own among many brides, and step forward to take her away. Everyone has only one chance to choose one." The bride must take her back to the bridal chamber, there is no chance of regret... "
Before the housekeeper finished reading out the rules of the game, Qi Yan's legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up.
He stretched out his hand to support Yu Yuehan's shoulder.
"Is it too late for me to take back what I just said? I was wrong, I was young and ignorant, I was too stupid and innocent, so, for the sake of my young age, can I not participate in this game?"
Yu Yuehan: "I suggest you cry and beg the old Patriarch Mo."
Mo Yongheng: "Before crying, hug the Patriarch's thigh and kneel down, so the chances are higher."
Yu Yuehan: "Brothers' happiness depends on you alone, come on!"
Mo Yongheng: "Never mind the past, your image in my heart is two meters today!"
Qi Yan: "..."
The game that the butler said is one of the more exciting traditional wedding games.
It wasn't the Mohist's first creation, so it wasn't considered deliberately making things difficult for the three of them.
Just as Qi Yan was about to pretend to be pitiful, old Patriarch Mo had already cast him a cold look and said.
"I can't even recognize my own daughter-in-law. How dare you let me agree to Beng Beng marrying you?"
Qi Yan: "..." Bao Bao felt bitter, but Bao Bao didn't say anything.
How long has he known Tan Bengbeng
Yu Yuehan and Mo Yongheng had an obvious time advantage, and he panicked.
This is a highly anticipated wedding. There are not only relatives and friends, but also media reporters at the scene.
If you admit your wife wrongly, you will be laughed at forever in this life.
Most importantly, Tan Bengbeng is likely to kick him in a fit of anger...
His wonderful wedding, the long-awaited bridal chamber wedding night... Why is it so difficult to get married? !
With a mournful face, Qi Yan returned to his position.
It was rare for Yu Yuehan and Mo Yongheng not to taunt him, and even reached out to pat him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.
The butler ignored their dying struggles, clapped their hands, and announced the start of the game.
The huge living room was suddenly divided into two areas by a screen.
One side is empty, and the other side is crowded with people, looking at the bright red area.
"Wow-"
Before the grooms could react, the people around had already exclaimed.
Yu Yuehan raised his head and saw nearly a hundred brides outside the door, wearing the same wedding dress and red hijab, entering in style...
The makeup and clothing are the same, and the movements are the same.
Walking in one after another, it's like the same picture keeps repeating in front of your eyes, it's dazzling!
Yu Yuehan took a sharp breath.
Turning his head to look, Qi Yan's eyes were dull, and Mo Yongheng's face was also pale!