Oh, it’s a beautiful, formal affair, with the bride changing dresses three times. But honestly, the tea ceremony felt more like a corporate merger between our two families than something romantic. The real warmth was after, when my grandmother slipped me her own red envelope and whispered to keep some money just for myself. You see, at my wedding, the banquet was for eight hundred people—my father’s business contacts outnumbered our actual relatives two to one.
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