Who knew Di Mingjue suddenly pulled out a tablet, connected imdiately, and said, "Xiaojin, your two sisters-in-law are inside, can’t neglect the etiquette."
Nangong Jin was startled, then nodded good-naturedly, smiling, "Alright."
The video connected imdiately, with Di Xiaxia and Gu Qibao appearing on screen.
Gu Qibao excitedly asked, "Are you there yet?"
Then she glanced, "Brother Jin!"
"You can’t call him Brother Jin now," Di Mingjue reminded, "You should call him Xiaojin."
Gu Qibao: "..."
Di Xiaxia: "..."
"Hello, sister-in-law, little brother pays his respects to you." Nangong Jin politely bowed to Di Xiaxia and handed her a red envelope, saying, "The red envelope is for big brother."
Di Mingzhe smiled broadly, accepting it without any hesitation.
Di Xiaxia covered her face, "Emma, Brother Jin, no, Xiaojin, you’re too kind."
Di Xiaxia said, also jokingly and formally returned a bow.
"What about , what about ," Gu Qibao squeezed in.
"Hello, third sister-in-law, little brother pays his respects to you." Nangong Jin continued, "The red envelope is for third brother."
Gu Qibao laughed heartily, "Oh, Xiaojin is really too polite, co on, get up quickly, no need for so much courtesy."
Nangong Jin smiled chili-like and then stood upright, looking at Di Mingchen, saying, "Since there’s no second sister-in-law, I’ll save on that."
Di Mingchen: "..."
"The auspicious ti has arrived, may I proceed to greet my beautiful bride?" Nangong Jin switched to a formal tone with ease.
"No rush," Di Mingzhe chuckled slyly, "As the saying goes, marrying a wife requires overcoming five hurdles and defeating six enemies, rushing won’t get you hot tofu."
Nangong Jin: "..."
"Alright, let’s skip the fancy talk, bring on whatever challenges you have." Nangong Jin said.
"Xiaojin, what kind of attitude is that." Di Mingzhe said.
"Yeah, Xiaojin, we don’t understand your attitude, brother," Di Mingchen echoed.
"Xiaojin, it’s better to keep a low profile, you haven’t even married the bride yet." Di Mingjue laughed ambiguously.
Nangong Jin wanted to cover his face, ahhh, he knew today would be difficult, boo hoo hoo!
Nangong Jin couldn’t help but glare at Di Mingchen.
Di Mingchen was a bit confused, unable not to respond formally, "Xiaojin, why are you looking at brother like that?"
Nangong Jin: "..."
Damn, sooner or later I’ll let you marry my sister, see how I’ll deal with you then!!!
I’ll make you do a thousand one-handed push-ups on your wedding day!
From morning till noon, until you’re weak in the hand and foot, damn it.
After ranting, Nangong Jin said, "Since the three brothers have prepared for , let’s begin."
"Impatient," Di Mingjue said.
Nangong Jin rolled his eyes, "No kidding, who wouldn’t be impatient to marry a wife?"
"Xiaojin, watch your attitude," Di Mingzhe interjected ambiguously.
Nangong Jin covered his face, Damn, alright, you three are ruthless, he’ll drive Uncle mad soday, just wait and see!!
"Yes, yes, yes," Nangong Jin quickly nodded, "Little brother was impulsive, don’t mind, brothers."
Emma, at this mont, the three brothers of the Di Family felt extrely delighted internally!
"Alright, since you’re ready, we won’t drag this out," Di Mingzhe said, "The first challenge is quite simple, you’re the Dance King, can’t marry without showcasing your skills, right?"
"Dance?" Nangong Jin raised his eyebrows.
"Yes," Di Mingzhe nodded.
Nangong Jin imdiately felt like crying, dancing is no problem, but wearing a traditional outfit to dance, is it really okay?
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