Could someone please tell him, how did a perfectly good goddaughter ceremony turn into this?
"Beichen! Hurry up! Come and pay your respects to your God-grandmother." Old Master Gu, still kneeling on the ground, kept urging.
Gu Beichen finally snapped.
With a face as dark as a thundercloud, he strode over to Jiang Zhi and pulled her to her feet. "Zhizhi, how can you let an elder kneel to you?"
Jiang Zhi looked at him somewhat puzzled, a strange glint in her eyes. Under the control of a certain special power, she blinked slowly. "You must be my eldest grandson, right?"
Gu Beichen: ?
[HAHAHAHAHA I'm dying of laughter.]
[I'm sorry, I didn't want to laugh, but I really can't help it when Jiang Zhi says something like that with a straight face.]
[No, seriously, can anyone understand what's wrong with them?]
[Has Old Master Gu gone crazy? Why is he acknowledging Jiang Zhi as his godmother?]
[I have a theory. Maybe Old Master Gu looks down on Jiang Zhi and doesn't want her to be with Gu Beichen, so he's making her his godmother. That way, if Gu Beichen wants to marry her, it'd be weird to marry his own god-grandmother.]
[If that's the case, he's really going the extra mile. Bending his own advanced age to bow to someone as a godmother just to keep them apart? Talk about knowing when to yield and when to advance!]
The ceremony was still ongoing. All of this had been rehearsed, but with Old Master Gu suddenly changing 'goddaughter' to 'godmother', the entire sequence was thrown into chaos. The host officiating the ceremony also had no idea what to do.
In the end, Gu Beichen could only step forward to explain to the media and reporters. "My apologies, everyone. My father is of advanced age, and his mind isn't as clear as it used to be. It's led to a misunderstanding."
Hearing Gu Beichen say he wasn't clear-minded, Old Master Gu was not having it. "My mind is perfectly clear! What's wrong with you, Beichen? I'm your father, would I do you harm? Hurry up and kowtow to your God-grandmother."
"Dad!"
[Original text: Old Master Gu raised his hand and patted Gu Beichen's shoulder. "Alright, Beichen, stop arguing with me. If you don't want to kowtow, fine, but you should at least call her 'Grandmother'."]
[System, change 'raised his hand' to 'raised his foot'.]
They saw a dissatisfied expression appear on Old Master Gu's face. Then, with a sudden, high kick, one of his legs swung up.
Before Gu Beichen could react, a foot was already resting on his shoulder, giving it a few pats. The dirt on the shoe immediately soiled his clothes.
His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the person before him.
Maintaining a one-legged "golden rooster" stance, Old Master Gu said pensively, "Alright, Beichen, stop arguing with me. If you don't want to kowtow, fine, but you should at least call her 'Grandmother'." "Click, click, click." Reporters on the scene swiftly pressed their shutters, capturing this bizarre moment.
[What's wrong with Old Master Gu?]
[It's like a sudden illness flared up.]
[Why is he putting his foot on Gu Beichen's shoulder?]
Gu Beichen desperately wanted to know too.
He was truly at his wit's end. He couldn't understand why his normally shrewd and serious father would do something so disgraceful on such an important occasion.
He could only signal for Tao Yirou to quickly help Old Master Gu to the side, trying to prevent him from saying anything more.
[Original text: In order to end this chaotic ceremony as soon as possible, Gu Beichen walked up to Jiang Zhi. "Zhizhi, I think the press conference is about done for today. Let's go home."]
[System, change 'Zhizhi' to 'Grandmother'.]
Gu Beichen's tall frame strode over to Jiang Zhi. He slowly opened his mouth. "Grandmother, I think the press conference is about done for today. Let's go home."
After speaking, he himself froze.
Damn it!
What is happening?
Gu Beichen tried to explain, opening his mouth. "No, not! Not Grandmother! It's Grandmother! Grandmother!"
The reporters watched, dumbfounded.
Netizens were even more vocal, exclaiming about the god-tier operation.
[What's wrong with Gu Beichen? Doesn't he want Jiang Zhi as his fiancée anymore?]
[Jiang Zhi's generational promotion is a bit too fast.]
[Wait, then what about the child Jiang Zhi is carrying?]
[If Gu Beichen calls Jiang Zhi 'Grandmother', wouldn't Jiang Zhi's child, once born, belong to Gu Beichen's father's generation?]
Gu Beichen was about to go crazy with anger. He felt the venue for the ceremony must be cursed, causing everyone to be possessed.
He quickly signaled to the nearby host to end this bizarre press conference.
"Everyone, today's press conference ends here. Thank you all for your presence."
Afterwards, Gu Beichen followed the original plan and returned to the Gu residence with everyone. The Wang couple also came along.
Only when they got in the car did Old Master Gu and Jiang Zhi regain control of their bodies.
Thinking of the image of himself kneeling to Jiang Zhi earlier, Old Master Gu's face turned darker and darker.
Damn it!
He had actually knelt to Jiang Zhi in front of so many reporters. Where was he supposed to put his old face now?
What was even more infuriating was that Jiang Zhi had sat there accepting his kneels and kowtows as if it was her due. This woman truly lacked breeding!
If it weren't for the cooperation with the Wang family, he would never have allowed Jiang Zhi to set foot in the Gu residence!
Jiang Zhi's heart was also filled with lingering fear.
Damn it, it felt like my body was out of my control again just now.
She had even accepted Old Master Gu's kneeling. Would Old Master Gu hold a grudge over this?
But then again, she had just saved the Wangs' only son. Old Master Gu was probably falling over himself to please her right now.
The car hadn't even reached its destination yet when, from afar, the sound of upbeat music drifted from the Gu family estate.
[Original text: To show the Wang couple how highly he regarded Jiang Zhi, Old Master Gu had specially arranged a grand welcome ceremony for her at the Gu residence.]
[System, change 'welcome ceremony' to 'funeral procession ceremony'.]
Hearing the cheerful music, the Wang couple asked curiously, "Old Master Gu, that music seems to be coming from the Gu residence?"
Old Master Gu nodded, looking at Jiang Zhi with a benevolent expression. "That's right. To welcome Zhizhi into our Gu family, I specially arranged a funeral procession ceremony for her."
Once he finished speaking, the Wang couple's expressions froze.
What kind of ceremony?
At that moment, the previously cheerful music suddenly switched to an extremely somber funeral dirge.
The faces of everyone in the car changed.
As the car entered the estate grounds, they could see through the windows two lines of musicians performing at the main gate.
The musicians, dressed in champagne-colored performance attire, each held their most proficient instrument, playing with great dedication.
If only they weren't playing a funeral dirge.
The melody of a funeral dirge is inherently sorrowful and heavy. Coupled with the combined sound of so many instruments playing together on-site, the noise was enough to send someone to their grave on the spot.
Jiang Zhi's expression soured slightly.
What exactly does Old Master Gu mean by this?
Wasn't it supposed to be a welcome for her moving into the Gu residence?
What's the meaning of hiring people to play a funeral dirge?
Naturally, the Wang couple did not want to see their son's savior treated with such disrespect. They frowned at Old Master Gu. "Was this band arranged by you, Old Master Gu?"
Old Master Gu raised his hand, stroking his beard as he smiled confidently. "Naturally, it was."