Wang Erzhu shook his head: "No success!"
"Then what? Should I go back and have my mom prepare some more red envelopes?" Qin Fen tentatively asked.
Wang Erzhu really thought Qin Fen was a bit dense: "Qin Fen, can't you see that your mother-in-law is just deliberately making things difficult for you?"
"Difficult or not, I can't just not marry her!" He had already performed ninety-nine bows, just short of completing the ritual. How could he be left kneeling halfway?
Even Qin Fen's buddies felt it was unacceptable: "Big Fen, what's the deal with your mother-in-law? She's practically extorting you on your wedding day, isn't she?"
"Exactly. What was all the previous discussion about? We've already given quite a few red envelopes. Who are they trying to offend by keeping the door closed?"