Chapter 384: Chapter 384

Upon hearing these words, Chuchu narrowed her eyes and fell into deep thought.

Only she and Xiao Bai knew the price of the wedding dress. Xiao Bai mentioned it during their chat. Besides her and the two babies, no one else was present at the time.

How could the people downstairs know unless she was also there?

Chuchu circled around the bride downstairs, observing carefully. After the tenth circuit, the door to the rest room opened, and the bride was ready to go out to complete the wedding ceremony.

She finally confirmed it. The core of this bride was actually herself, but it was the self of this lifetime. Therefore, the two could share one body. Having lived through two lifetimes, when she first arrived, her nature was strong due to past grievances, so her soul became dominant, forcing the original soul of this life’s Chuchu to hide.

Today, for some unknown reason, this lifetime’s soul had pushed her out.

Chuchu pondered, perhaps it was the excitement of the upcoming wedding that empowered the original soul, and in her daze between two lifetimes, she was accidentally expelled by the original owner?

This was just a speculation by Chuchu. She couldn’t be sure of the accuracy of her deduction.

As she thought about it, she followed the couple into the banquet hall.

The originally resplendent hall was decorated with great festivity. The hall was filled with people, and the front of the hall was colorful, like stars surrounding the moon, which was where the wedding ceremony took place.

Chuchu saw Old Sir Zhong sitting at the main seat of the front table, with Father Jiang smiling and chatting beside him. At the table were several elders who clearly held high positions. She recognized Mai Qiqi’s grandfather and Elder Su, Su Xiaomei’s grandfather, and two others who had visited the old house before. The other three she had only seen on TV and in newspapers.

Chuchu continued to look elsewhere. At a table near the front, she saw Mrs. Jiang, beaming. On her left and right sat two middle-aged women, each holding a baby, Hunter and Chuanqi. They looked somewhat like Mrs. Jiang, being her sisters.

Hunter and Chuanqi curiously rolled their eyes around, cooing as they looked about. When they noticed Chuchu’s direction, their eyes widened even more, and they started babbling, their hands flapping as if wanting Chuchu to hold them.

Oh, can these two babies see her?

Chuchu immediately flew to the little babies. Indeed, as she approached, Chuanqi’s smile was so wide, drool dripped down, and Hunter grinned broadly.

"Good babies, it wasn’t in vain that Mommy brought you into this world. You’re much more reliable than your dad," Chuchu joked about their father to the little ones.

Mrs. Jiang’s eyes were fixed on her grandchildren. Seeing them suddenly excited, she gently dabbed Chuanqi’s drool with a handkerchief and laughed, "My darling grandchildren, are you excited to see Daddy and Mommy getting married?"

Chuanqi and Hunter ignored their grandma, reaching out toward Chuchu.

Just then, the cheerful voice of the emcee came from the stage, "Let’s welcome Miss Chuchu, the bride, and Mr. Jiang Kechu, the groom..."

Chuchu looked up and saw the couple gracefully walking onto the wedding stage.

Suddenly, she caught a surprised "Oh" from behind, a voice she found familiar.

Chuchu waved to the babies and flew into the air again, scanning around until she saw her old acquaintance, Zhuo Yao, at a table next to Mai Qi’s party.

Like her, Zhuo Yao was wide-eyed, staring at the radiant bride on stage.

How did Zhuo Yao appear here?

Then Chuchu noticed the flattering manner of Jiang Kefei beside Zhuo Yao, suggesting Jiang Kefei had brought Zhuo Yao along.

Never thought Zhuo Yao would come to Beijing.

Looking at Jiang Kefei, he was clearly the silly boy head-over-heels in love. Jiang Kefei had fallen for Zhuo Yao!

Chuchu felt as if struck by a huge twist of fate; how could things be so coincidental!

In her past life, she didn’t recall any relationship between Zhuo Yao and Jiang Kefei. It seemed Zhuo Yao didn’t know the bride today was her.

Below the stage, Zhuo Yao was filled with shock. She didn’t expect the dazzling bride on stage to be Chuchu. Jiang Ke Fei was her colleague who’d pursued her for some time. She wasn’t very fond of him but hadn’t outright rejected him, planning to string him along for a while.

A few days ago, Jiang Kefei mentioned his cousin’s wedding, asking if she wanted to accompany him.

Zhuo Yao initially intended to decline, casually asking, "What does your cousin do?"

She then learned Jiang Ke Fei’s cousin was the most promising member of the Jiang Family. Not only was his father a major in the Beijing military district, but he himself had great influence, capable of easily affecting Jiang Ke Fei’s father’s future.

So, Zhuo Yao changed her mind, wanting to see the almost god-like cousin with supposedly three heads and six arms, and maybe get acquainted with Jiang Ke Fei’s family leader.

Upon arriving, she was in a state of shock, from the luxurious State Guesthouse banquet hall to the arriving guests, she even recognized some leaders from television.

It was impressive, indeed!

She had thoroughly investigated Jiang Kefei’s family and believed these people weren’t there for the Jiang Family’s sake but for the elder being respectfully accompanied by Jiang Kefei’s uncle at the front, said to be the bride’s grandfather.

This bride was truly fortunate, Zhuo Yao thought enviously. So when she heard the emcee mention "Chuchu," she thought she misheard.

But the emcee repeatedly referred to "Miss Chuchu," and she saw the bride on stage unmistakably as Chuchu, making Zhuo Yao unable to remain calm.

She felt as if her heart was being roasted over a fire. How could Chuchu become that elder’s granddaughter?

Jealousy flared like a raging fire.

Chuchu listened as Zhuo Yao, with a trembling voice, inquired Jiang Kefei about her, watching her jealousy-twist her face, feeling waves of amusement.

The wedding ceremony ended quickly amidst elders’ blessings, peers’ admiration, and juniors’ playfulness.

Next was the time for toasting and thanking guests.

The bride changed into another outfit, a dress hand-sewn by Old Sir Zhong’s old friend.

Low-key yet elegant, accentuating the bride’s graceful and perfect figure.

Even Jiang Lingling’s eyes were glued onto her.

Chuchu followed them table by table as they toasted, tearfully watching Jiang Kechu taking care of the people around him obediently.

They first went to Old Sir Zhong’s table, and the elder immediately said, "My granddaughter doesn’t drink, let’s use tea instead."

Everyone at the table agreed; if these important figures did so, who else would dare make things difficult for the bride afterward?

Always protective of her.

Touched, Chuchu flew to the elder’s side, nestled on his shoulder, and choked up, "Grandpa, please live a long life."

Old Sir Zhong, smiling lightly, suddenly turned his head to look at his shoulder but saw nothing.

Suspiciously, he turned toward the bride and, after a few seconds, unexpectedly called out, "Chuchu, come over here."

"Ah?" The bride, frightened by the elder’s momentum, shrank back behind Jiang Kechu.

The confused Chuchu suddenly felt a strong pull, and the next second she reentered her own body.