"Mr. Jie, please hold on."

"What else do you have in store? Let it all out!" Jiang Jinchen walked ahead, said boldly, then quickly ducked behind Dan Hanjie’s back, "He’ll take the hit!"

"Actually, it’s nothing difficult. According to local customs, for a smooth and complete wedding, there’s a little game where the couple bites an apple together."

The butler’s words made several men simultaneously breathe a sigh of relief.

It’s just biting an apple. That’s way easier than doing a thousand push-ups.

Besides, it’s an activity for the bride and groom. They should at least let us see the bride first, right?

"Sorry, Mr. Jie, the bride can’t meet you yet." The butler raised a hand to stop the men from moving forward.

"Why not?!"

"Because it’s the first time, and they have no experience, they hope you guys can practice a bit first. Once you’re good at it, then you can meet the bride," the butler explained without any hint of arrogance or servility.

"We are all grown men here. If we don’t have the bride and bridesmaids, who are we supposed to practice with?" Jiang Jinchen raised an eyebrow, feeling a bad premonition.

"Of course, it’s with each other. If you don’t bite the apple and your lips touch, it’s a failure. You need to succeed ten times in total to pass."

"What are you saying?! Are you trying to prank the groom or us groomsmen?! You’re making us play this kissing game, and if word gets out, we’ll be laughed to death!"

Jiang Jinchen was the first to refuse. He flung his hands and prepared to charge forward but was shot back by Dan Hanjie’s glare.

They were there to escort the bride, not to snatch her away.

"Jie, this is obviously a prank, not practice," Jiang Jinchen shrunk back, eyeing the red apple in the butler’s hand, his handsome face turning green.

"Don’t expect anything from me," Diwu Zexuan had already given up struggling and retreated far away.

Earlier, the thousand push-ups had soaked his shirt, and as an arrogant man with a cleanliness obsession, it was a miracle he managed to endure without exploding yet.

With Diwu Zexuan refusing, only Jiang Jinchen was left.

Dan Hanjie shot him a sidelong glance, and with no time to dodge, Jiang Jinchen resignedly stepped up.

A red rope tied a red apple, hanging high between the two.

Jiang Jinchen glared fiercely at the apple in front of him, as if it was his arch-nemesis. As soon as the butler shouted to start, he dashed towards the apple with lightning speed.

"Bang——"

At the critical moment, the butler yanked the rope, and Jiang Jinchen, unable to stop, flailed and lunged straight into Dan Hanjie’s face.

Their two handsome faces collided, mouth to mouth.

"Ah——"

A scream like a pig being slaughtered sounded instantly.

Dan Hanjie’s face darkened, and he kicked Jiang Jinchen away, turned around, and quickly went into the bathroom to brush his teeth!

"Whose stupid idea was this? I’m going to strangle him!" Jiang Jinchen’s tall body rolled off the sofa, holding his almost-broken waist, glaring angrily at the butler.

The butler smiled slightly, spoke slowly.

"It was Miss Ning’s idea. She said it would be good for Mr. Jinchen to practice since you’ll need it at the wedding. Mr. Jinchen doesn’t seem to like it very much."

The butler paused, looked at the stiff-faced Jiang Jinchen, and added another line.

"Mr. Jinchen, the CCTV in this living room is connected to the bride’s room. Miss Ning can hear everything you’re saying."