The next day.
Early in the morning.
Pan Yue went to pick up the bride.
Luckily,
Dou Jiao did not live in the downtown area, otherwise, today being a Saturday, the roads in Beijing could easily become congested. If there were any delays, making the guests wait could be quite embarrassing.
For this.
The pick-up location was chosen to be Dou Jiao's grandfather's ancestral home.
From picking up to sending off,
no need to enter the city.
...
At eight in the morning.
On the outskirts of Beijing.
A long wedding convoy was driving on the road.
Pedestrians stopped one after another,
some even crazily taking photos with their mobile phones.
This scene,
even in Beijing, was not common.
Because the leading six vehicles were not any Rolls-Royces, Mercedez-Benzs, BMWs, or Cayenne Audis, but uniformly top-of-the-line 'March' models, their huge, fierce bodies fully impactful visually.
Stripped-down price of sixteen million RMB.
After all the procedures were completed,
