"I have no idea if those two are crazy, but I’m certain Jiang Jinchen has lost it. Normally, the only time he’s this eager to do push-ups is in bed."

What a bizarre day!

Ning Yanan looked just as stunned as Rui Hui.

This challenge was obviously meant for the groom, so why did it turn into a battleground for the groomsmen?

"Do you feel like your guys have changed too? You have me to thank for that; it’s all the power of love," Ye Mingmei said leisurely, sipping her water with a smug smile.

She recounted the phone call incident from earlier.

"Hmph, Mr. Jie is just pretending to be cool. That’s fake! Who needs to see that?" Rui Hui quickly quipped, despite her cheeks inexplicably turning red. She swiftly turned away, pretending to be indifferent.

This was what Ye Mingmei was waiting for. She promptly plopped down in front of the monitor and began appreciating the handsome men.

"Look at your man being so impressive! Would you dare to dismiss that?"

"Barely passable. Now that you mention it, I realize his form is all wrong. Out of the three guys, he’s the weakest. I really have bad taste," Ning Yanan critiqued, though her eyes couldn’t bear to leave Jiang Jinchen for even a second.

They say the most captivating man is one who’s focused, especially one who’s striving for his woman.

Ning Yanan dissed him verbally, but inside, she was blissfully content.

"I see it now; women are contradictory," Ye Mingmei chuckled, looking at the few guys, all crossing the thousand-mark of reps, and clicking her tongue, "Are they planning to keep going like this endlessly?"

At this rate, the wedding might continue till tomorrow!

Rui Hui and Ning Yanan exchanged glances and quickly gave Ye Mingmei a thumbs-up, "You’re ruthless!"

When the guys realized something was off, they were already drenched in sweat, looking as if they’d been pulled from water.

"Quick, quick, quick, they’re stopping and about to enter the living room, hurry and retreat!"

Ye Mingmei saw the front door open, and a few guys storming in, clearly intent on confronting them. She quickly got up from the monitor and rushed toward Qin Youxuan’s room.

They all darted into the room and slammed the door shut with a thud.

"Haha, that was exhilarating! Mr. Jie is usually so untouchable, I even get nervous talking to him. Rarely do I get the chance to pull a prank on him; I’m starting to feel like an evil witch,"

Ye Mingmei approached, clasping Qin Youxuan’s hands in hers, beaming.

"This is just the beginning. Your round was the easiest; they’re the ones who played too hard, they can’t blame us," Ning Yanan turned around, listened to the noise outside for a moment, and quickly locked the door.

"Did they come in?"

Qin Youxuan, noticing their reactions, lifted her head nervously.

"Even if they did, there’s nothing to worry about; you have all of us here with you, just wait it out," Su Yiru comforted Qin Youxuan like a mother, sensing her tension, gently patting her back.

Watching Ye Mingmei crouched in front of Qin Youxuan, her gaze landed briefly on her slightly rounded belly before quickly diverting.

"Yeah, what’s the rush? Even if they’re in, there’s still more to go!" Ning Yanan cautiously listened outside the door, waited for the right moment, and then called the butler outside.

"You can start the second round now."

"Yes, Miss Ning."

The butler hung up the call, turned around in the living room, and looked at the imposing group of people coming in from outside.