"On the third floor."
A group of people headed up to the third floor.
This whole unit was incredibly festive.
Upon seeing the closed door.
"Mom and Dad, I'm here to pick up Huanhuan," Wang Mingwei knocked on the door, shouting loudly.
Behind him, the crowd included not only Meng Yunhan but also some people from his security company, as well as a few older brothers from his uncle's family.
"Red packets, red packets," voices called out from inside.
Meng Yunhan grabbed a big stack of red packets from her bag and stuffed them into Wang Mingwei's hands to distribute.
Wang Mingwei's eyes lit up for a moment, having indeed forgotten about this.
"Open the door, open the door."
The groomsmen behind him were rough men; if there was the slightest gap, they could easily push the door open.
"Sing a love song."
Meng Yunhan watched with a smile.
"Alright, let's sing 'Sweet Honey.'"
"Sweet as honey is your charming smile,
Like flowers blooming in the spring breeze,
