One day.
Two days.
Three days.
For the next few days, Zhang Ye was so busy with the wedding preparations it was like he was getting battered. There was hardly any time to catch his breath. Even with his parents and Wu Zeqing's family helping out, it was still a lot of work. Every little detail had to be given to Zhang Ye to decide on. It was only at this point that this fellow discovered that he had thought too little of a wedding ceremony. This hardly felt like taking leave from work at all. It was even more fucking tiring than working.
"Little Ye, go hurry them up about the bridal gown again!"
"Ah? OK, Mom."
"Otherwise it might be too late!"
"Alright, I'll call them."
"Little Zhang, have you decided on the ring yet?"
"Old Wu can decide on it."
"Zeqing said to let you make the decision. She'll wear whichever one you choose."
"Alright then, let me get in touch with the jewelry company!"
