The CEO's Substitute Wife Is A Genius-Chapter 445: Stripping off All the Vestiges (Two-in-One - )

Chapter 445: Chapter 445: Stripping off All the Vestiges (Two-in-One Chapter)

Two months later, on the eve of the wedding.

Beicheng was livelier than the Lunar New Year, with the Lu Family celebrating a joyous occasion. They booked the largest billboard in the CBD, playing a 24-hour continuous broadcast.

Every day there were staff on the busy pedestrian streets handing out wedding candies.

The wedding candies came in a gift box, with a heart-shaped Ferrero Rocher and a pink Polaroid.

Included in the box was a handwritten blessing card from Lu Xingzhou, "Love should be recorded at all times. May all lovers in the world become spouses."

The Lu Family purchased a cruise ship, and the next day’s wedding would be held aboard this vessel, named the ’Princess’.

However, the moment the cruise was bought it was renamed, and from then on would not be called the ’Princess’, but the ’Manman’.

The name was direct and clear, anyone who glanced at the hull of the giant cruise ship could guess it was Lu Xingzhou’s wedding gift to Jiang Man.

"This ship can accommodate 2,000 people. It will set sail from Ji River into the sea, heading east along the Bohai Sea, and finally arrive in Hawaii."

This was not just a cruise wedding, but also a spring trip for 2,000 people.

"Thank you to all of Manman’s cousins for the hard work."

Lu Xuemei was the busiest of all; she was the mastermind behind the wedding.

Apart from Hu Xianyun, all five brothers from the Hu family put their work aside to support Jiang Man’s wedding.

This included four uncles and aunts as well as the grandfather, who all came from the port city.

"It’s not hard work. Aunt, go tend to the other matters. Leave the reception of the guests to us."

The Hu family brothers were genetically blessed, each one tall and handsome.

The five men stood neatly in a row, dressed in identical black suits with pink bow ties. They were like willowy trees in the wind, presenting a feast of handsome men.

Wu Yingfan and Shaye were also there to greet the guests.

Jiang Man and JOJO decided after consulting together that since they were close friends, they might as well have their wedding on the same day.

Lu Xingzhou and Song Xiao were childhood friends.

The four hit it off instantly, so tomorrow there would be a joint wedding for two couples on the cruise.

"Here is the guest list. As each one arrives, we hand out a wedding favor."

The wedding favors for the guests were rather special.

Lu Zhan and Wen Rui sat aside, in charge of recording the cash gifts and signing people in.

Everyone had their roles and worked smoothly and efficiently.

"The bride’s friend list is so short? Only one table has been arranged?"

Hu Hao was flipping through the list. There were a total of 200 tables for the wedding banquet, but one of the brides, Jiang Man, seemingly only had one table for friends?

"Man-jie doesn’t have many friends, so now you know my worth, right?" Wu Yingfan raised his eyebrows, clearly smug.

"Indeed," Hu Ming admitted, "then you, as a friend, shouldn’t be here."

"Then where should I be?" Wu Yingfan asked, like a curious baby.

"With the bridesmaid crew."

Hu Ming’s remark induced roaring laughter from everyone present.

Anyone else would have blushed with embarrassment, but Wu Yingfan didn’t bat an eyelid, instead, he laughed and said, "How do you know I won’t be with the bridesmaid crew? It’s not tomorrow yet, after all."

"Please don’t. Just joking aside, if you really show up there, it would be too much for our eyes!"

"You mind your own business. It’s not my eyes that will be burned."

"Haha."

The mood amongst the group was excellent.

While everyone was joking around, guests started to board the ship. freёwebnoѵel.com

The whole group immediately stiffened up, straightened their backs, and showed respectful manners.

"Hello, please sign in here," Wen Rui invited the guests to sign.

"Hilard?" Hu Qingyu was startled.

The guest turned around in surprise when he heard his name spoken in Arabic.

"Qingyu?"

Both men extended their hands and bumped fists.

"What’s going on? How come you’re here at my sister’s wedding? Or are you friends with JOJO?"

"Your sister? Are you talking about Man?"

"Yes, Jiang Man is my sister."

"Brother, who is he?" Hu Qinglin asked, puzzled.

"Prince of Bahrain, we met at a ball in Belgium and later became friends."

"Prince???" Wen Rui couldn’t believe her ears.

Hilard smiled awkwardly, "I came because I heard about it. I didn’t get an invitation. You won’t throw me off the ship, will you?"

"Of course not! Please, come in, come in!" Hu Hao hurriedly stepped forward to welcome him.

Hilard made a generous gesture, taking out a check, "It’s customary in your country to give monetary gifts at weddings. This is a little something from me."

Wen Rui glanced at the amount on the check.

10,000,000 yuan.

She counted the zeros one by one.

Ten million???

She incredulously looked over at Lu Zhan.

Lu Zhan, without a trace of surprise, calmly wrote down 10 million in the cash gift section.

After recording the information, Hu Qingyu personally led Hilard into the cabin to arrange his stay.

"How do you know my sister?" Hu Qingyu was curious.

Hilard smiled awkwardly, keeping silent.

His infertility had been cured, and the queen was already a month pregnant with good news.

But such private matters, of course, he would not speak of.

Especially since, at one point, he had aspired to court Jiang Man.

"Let’s not talk about it."

They had barely finished welcoming the Prince of Bahrain when a new group of guests arrived.

Yes, a group.

The Princess of Lait, Lady Jervin, and the Mayor of the port city???

These were all people familiar to Chen Anna.

She had brought some drinks to feed her husband when she ran into the distinguished guests.

All three were in cahoots, it seemed they had agreed beforehand, each bringing 880,000 US dollars, a rather large bundle of cash.

When a row of bills piled up in front of Lu Zhan and Wen Rui, the visual impact was immediate.

"What’s going on? Manman actually knows these three too?" Hu Ming tugged at Chen Anna’s hand, puzzled.

Chen Anna fed him grapes, unconcerned, "The Princess of Lait and Lady Jervin must be very close to sister. They were very respectful towards her at our wedding. As for the mayor’s wife, sister isn’t familiar with her, she must have come out of admiration."

"There’s such a thing?" Everyone was astonished.

But it didn’t end there.

The CEO of LV Group appeared with his wife.

This man was the second richest in the world and didn’t lightly attend such wedding events.

Even when the French Foreign Minister married Madam Lan Xiang, he hadn’t appeared.

Upon seeing such VIPs, everyone was exceedingly respectful, not daring to breathe too loudly.

In the end, it was the elderly lady escorted by Lu Xuemei who managed to calm the scene.

"Congratulations," he said in rich French.

The old lady asked around and finally found out that Jiang Man was Mo An, the chief designer of LV!

LV treasured her as a gem, it turned out she wasn’t a man, but a woman!

And, incredibly, it was her family’s Manman!

"No wonder, Mom, do you remember your 70th birthday? The General Manager of LV Great China Region came over, at that time, he was extremely deferential to Manman, and also the clothes Manman gave you..."

The old lady was wearing the very outfit Jiang Man gave her today—Phoenix Returning to Its Nest.

"This set was originally going to be acquired by the French museum, but Mo An insisted on keeping it."

The president of LV was telling the old lady about the ordeal of obtaining that outfit.

For a moment, the old lady was left speechless, overwhelmed and shocked, and even didn’t come to her senses for a long while.

Following that, the world-renowned musician Barrett arrived, and Lady Lan Xiang joined as well.

Besides them, even people from the Cultural Relics Bureau showed up!

And then, one after another, more guests arrived: the world’s leading dancer, Liu Zhenni, Universal Records CEO Louis, the world-famous doctor McLaren, Wan Hao, the master of ancient painting restoration, Master Qin, and heads of scientific research institutes like Director Xia...

There was no end to the greetings; it was impossible to welcome them all.

Any one of these people, taken separately, was a heavyweight figure.

The arrival of any one of them would call for a rallying of many followers, a figure surrounded by thousands.

Yet, such a group of magnates, who it would be almost impossible to know or meet, were now gathered together!

It was industry leaders from various sectors all sitting at the same dining table; not even the inauguration of the new president in the White House could match this level of prestige.

"Is this the sister you said had no friends? That she only had you?"

"I think, out of the sister’s friends, you’re the least influential."

"Sister’s friends might not be many, but each one is a world-class magnate, wow, who can we even talk to about this?"

The Hu family brothers, unusually talkative even for them, began to chatter all at once.

"Come take a look," Wen Rui beckoned to them.

"This is a congratulatory message written by Master Qin, wishing Master Shui You and his partner a lifetime of harmony!"

"Master Shui You? Who’s that?"

"A very famous master restorer of ancient paintings. He’s restored many masterpieces from hundreds of years ago; a true maestro."

"Look at this one too!"

"Wishing the master and her teacher a love everlasting, and an enduring lineage."

"The master? This... this is written by the dance queen, Liu Zhenni... Manman is... the dance queen’s master?"

"Holy shit! What kind of massive unveiling is this? How many identities does our sister have?"

...

Aboard the cruise ship, the group became more and more astonished as they peeled away the layers of Jiang Man’s disguised identities.

At this time, inside the Leighton Hotel, the two brides were getting ready.

Their bridal rooms were arranged next to each other, with doors that could be opened for a friendly exchange.

JOJO’s parents had crossed oceans from the United States to Beicheng.

Their customs were different from those in Beicheng, with no complicated betrothal ceremonies, usually just an oath-taking at a church.

JOJO, willing to adapt to local customs, also wanted to experience the marriage rituals here.

"The internet is blowing up, fans found out you’re getting married, and you’re already eight months pregnant, they’re all screaming about jumping off buildings."

Jiang Man was fiddling with her phone while Mao Lili and Zhang Ziqi were helping JOJO into her wedding dress.

The dress had been made two months prior, specially tailored in a larger size.

But with JOJO’s belly changing every day, it was uncertain whether she would fit into it.

"Are they all male fans? What can I do? It’s not like I can remain chaste for them, never getting married in this lifetime, right?"

"Hey, did Louis say anything?"

Mentioning Louis, Jiang Man raised an eyebrow, "Crisis PR really exhausted him. He said that to settle your flash marriage and flash pregnancy issue, the company spent over two hundred million. He said you don’t have to pay the penalty, but you need to cover those two hundred million."

"Of course, definitely will," JOJO readily accepted.

Two hundred million wasn’t much for her.

"And," Jiang Man paused, "you need to cooperate with him on reshaping your public image. You must come back within a year after giving birth, those were his exact words."

"No problem, no problem at all," JOJO made an OK gesture, looking at Jiang Man with a grin, "Since when is Mr. Poker-face so easy to talk to? Man, did you negotiate some humiliating treaty with him?"

"I’ve agreed to promote a newcomer for him for free, a little sister named Monica."

"For free... Tsk, that’s quite the sacrifice on your part, a single song from you is worth tens of millions. If this Monica never takes off, wouldn’t you be at a huge loss?"

"With me on board, how could she not take off?" Jiang Man toyed with a paintbrush in her hand, her attention split between the conversation and the album she was holding.

"I’ve got inspiration!" In the midst of their talk, she quickly sketched a few strokes in the album.

She had promised to personally design an outfit for Lu Xingzhou.

She had already designed this piece, but wearing it on the wedding day seemed to lack something special.

It wasn’t until just now that an inspiration flashed through her mind, and she drew half a heart on the sleeve of his garment.

"Let’s not try on my wedding dress for now; take my dress and the one I designed for Lu Xingzhou and make some alterations according to my drawings. After they’re done, send them over to Lu Xingzhou."

Her words were directed at He Hua, the CEO of LV for the Greater China region.

Sister He, esteemed beyond measure in high society, was exceedingly respectful in front of Jiang Man, the chief designer.

"Master, rest assured, I’ll personally supervise the work," He Hua said and then instructed her subordinates to carry out Jiang Man’s wedding dress.

"What are you doing? You’re getting married tomorrow, at this point, and you’re still altering the wedding dress?" JOJO had already donned her wedding dress, positioning herself in front of the mirror.

Jiang Man smiled, stood up and came to stand behind her, "Just seeking perfection, after all, this is the only time I’ll ever get married in my life."

"Don’t speak too soon; who knows, you might have a second or third marriage?"

"Spit spit spit, you can’t say things like that, it’s bad luck," Mao Lili quickly interjected.

JOJO, on the other hand, was nonchalant, "Can’t be sure about the future. If Song Xiao doesn’t treat me well, wouldn’t I have to remarry after we divorce?"

"It’s true, but you’re about to get married and already talking about these things..." Zhang Ziqi also started to mumble.

Jiang Man couldn’t help but chuckle.

Her friend was really straightforward.

"Alright, when you have your second or third marriage, I’ll still design your wedding dress!"

"You’re the best, Man!" JOJO was over the moon, hugging Jiang Man and planting a kiss on her face.

Not satisfied with just one, she kissed her again.

"How does it look?" She twirled in front of the mirror.

Jiang Man had specifically designed a poufy dress for her, not using a petticoat but instead a kind of stiff material that directly created structure in the dress, turning it into an inverted cone shape.

The wide skirt effectively hid JOJO’s pregnant belly.

If you didn’t look carefully, you couldn’t tell she was already eight months pregnant.

She took care of herself well, gaining weight only in her belly, so from the back, she still looked perfect.

"Not bad," Jiang Man glanced at the mirror.

Mao Lili and Zhang Ziqi were like star-struck fans, "So pretty! So pretty! If JO God weren’t pregnant, wearing this wedding dress would be absolutely stunning!"

"I want to get married too, but where’s my husband?"

"There will be wealthy heirs at the banquet tomorrow; just pick one."

"But they might not be into me."

"Leave it to me; I’ll help you guys," Lu Yingxue and Lu Yingyang, the two sisters, also came over to help.

"Tomorrow will be one big matchmaking event! You heard it here first, haha."