Chapter 170: The Grand Wedding
Time slipped by quietly, and in the blink of an eye, several days had passed. Su Lang’s grand wedding, thanks to word of mouth and media coverage, was now known throughout Qingling City. As the wedding day approached, Su Lang was filled with anticipation and excitement.
Wang Haoran was also eagerly looking forward to the event. Currently, Yang Jingwan’s heart belonged entirely to him. If he desired, he could easily win her over. However, he had no intention of doing so.
This was because Su Lang still had about 500 protagonist points left. Although significantly reduced, these points maintained his invincible “War God” passive skill. If Wang Haoran managed to win over Yang Jingwan, Su Lang’s aura wouldn’t diminish enough to lose this skill, and it might even provoke Su Lang to cancel the wedding, which would be highly disadvantageous for Wang Haoran. The “War God” skill was simply too formidable.
Therefore, Wang Haoran planned to disrupt Su Lang’s mindset directly at the grand wedding, causing Su Lang’s protagonist aura to fall critically low. At that point, with Su Lang’s passive skill gone, he could finally be dealt with altogether.
During the interim, Wang Haoran visited Yang Jingwan daily, metaphorically giving Su Lang a “half a hat”1 to wear. By the day before the wedding, Wang Haoran calculated the total rewards he had gained from this metaphorical gesture. He had earned 2,700 villain points and boosted his aura by 90. The rewards were modest since it was just a “half a hat,” and couldn’t compare to a full conquest.
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A new day soon arrived.
At the Century Hotel, the largest venue in Qingling City specializing in weddings, the entire venue had been booked for Su Lang’s celebration. The transportation for guests ranged from Rolls-Royces on the ground to helicopters worth tens of millions flying above.
The hotel grounds were adorned with rare flowers, each plant priced from hundreds to tens of thousands. The expenditure for covering the extensive wedding venue, both inside and out, reached a staggering one billion.
Alongside the flowers, other decorations enhancing the wedding atmosphere were equally expensive. For instance, the champagne used for the towers cost at least 100,000 each. Each tower comprised at least 200 bottles, with over a dozen towers at the wedding site, indicating the lavish expenditure.
In addition to the flowers and champagne towers, other wedding essentials such as ribbons, red carpets, seating cards, floral arches, sign-in tables, signposts, candelabras, table flowers, bubble machines, and lighting were all top of the line. In short, this wedding embodied pure luxury.
Cheng Rui knew this best. Su Lang initially requested 2 billion, only to find that it exceeded the budget, prompting another 2 billion request. Effectively, this wedding was built with a 4 billion budget, rivaling few weddings worldwide.
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Outside the hotel, a massive screen displayed footage of the wedding venue. The opulent setting attracted many onlookers. The road outside the hotel was so congested that it was almost impassable.
Among the lengthy procession of vehicles was a Pagani Huayra worth around 50 million. Inside sat two individuals. In the driver’s seat was an eight-year-old boy, and in the passenger seat was an elegant young woman in her twenties with long legs. It was clear that the boy was driving the car.
“Sister Qiu, whose wedding is this with such a grand setup?” the boy asked the elegant woman beside him.
“I’m not sure, but whoever can orchestrate such a spectacle must not be ordinary,” the elegant woman replied.
“When I marry, my wedding will be ten times grander,” the boy declared with a maturity that belied his years.
“You’re only eight, and you’re already thinking about weddings? That’s quite bold,” the elegant woman laughed. “Who have you set your sights on?”
“You, Sister Qiu, and the other six sisters. You’re all my future wives. As for others, we’ll see, but I’ll marry anyone who satisfies me,” the boy stated confidently.
“Haha, you’re imagining marrying so many wives. Is that realistically possible?” the elegant woman laughed.
“I was admitted to Qingling University at eight, won a professional racing championship, and turned a million into a billion in the stock market in three days. What’s impossible for me?” the boy replied confidently, his eyes showing wisdom beyond his years.
Hearing this, the elegant woman’s laughter halted, and she was momentarily speechless. The achievements of the eight-year-old boy before her made many geniuses feel ashamed.
“Sister Qiu, if you agree now to be my wife, I’ll appoint you as the main wife. What do you say?” the boy suggested with a sly smile.
“I love music and want a future partner who shares the same passion and has similar achievements. Otherwise, I won’t consider it. So, give it up, little one!” the elegant woman smiled, effectively turning him down.
She was a musical prodigy, internationally recognized as a piano virtuoso at twenty. To reach her level, it was unlikely there was another person in the world.
“Sister Qiu, just you wait. Within two months, my piano skills will reach your level, or even surpass them!” the boy promised with confidence.
“You haven’t even begun learning the piano, and you claim you’ll reach my level in two months, let alone surpass me? Not even Beethoven or Mozart achieved that,” the elegant woman said, unconvinced.
“Let’s wait and see!”
Besides the elegant woman before him, he had six other sisters, each possessing goddess-level beauty and grace. They excelled in their respective fields, reaching world-class standards. For example, the woman, surnamed Qiu, was an internationally acclaimed piano prodigy.
These seven goddess sisters were too exceptional, their dedication to their fields meant they looked down on ordinary men. To date, none of the seven had been in a relationship because their requirements for partners were strict: not only must they be young and handsome, but they also had to surpass them in their specialties. Such demands were unusually high.
Yet, the boy saw these seven goddess sisters as his future wives because he had a secret: he was a transmigrated adult from another world, inhabiting the body of an eight-year-old child. But, with the system he possessed, he had no concerns.
Given time, he was confident he could surpass these sisters in their respective fields. At only eight years old, he had plenty of time.
His first target was this Sister Qiu!
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Footnotes:
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“Giving someone a hat” is an idiomatic expression suggesting infidelity or betrayal. In this context, “half a hat” implies Wang Haoran is metaphorically undermining Su Lang’s relationship with Yang Jingwan without fully committing to it. ↩