Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 971 - Chapter 971 Chapter 944 Youre Still Limping Today (Thanks to

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Kiara saw this guy take off his shirt, not even leaving a vest, exposing his well-defined abs entirely. She lifted her glass but didn’t put it to her lips. Instead, with a tilt of the hand, she poured it all out.

And those devilish eyes, as charming as they come, made Kiara’s face flush red. She wanted to turn around and leave, but how could she possibly get away!

With a swift pull, she was dragged back, “Friend, didn’t you want to drink? Come on…”

The wind stirred the curtains, the scent of liquor filled the air, and murmurs surrounded them.

Long, long afterward.

Kiara suddenly opened her eyes, remembering something abruptly.

“What’s wrong?” Camden also sat up, his hair disheveled and irresistibly lazy.

“What time is it?”

He grabbed the alarm clock from the bedside table and glanced at it, “It’s only 1 a.m., go back to sleep, or if you don’t want to sleep, exercise is also an excellent option–”

“Damn it, Uncle! My mom repeatedly warned me not to stay past midnight!!”

Because tomorrow was the big day, according to tradition, they couldn’t see each other the day before.

The drinking had led them down a wicked path, and they had forgotten about the important matters.

If Kiara’s mother found out, she would definitely roar fiercely, not letting Kiara off the hook.

In the future, if even a tiny thing went wrong in their married life, that superstitious menopausal woman could blame it on this.

So Kiara and Mario Yuno looked at each other and then fell silent.

A few seconds later, Camden quietly adjusted the time on the alarm clock forward, setting it to one minute before midnight, then pulled up his pants and rushed out.

“Yeah, the time hasn’t passed yet, remember to explain to Our Home’s mother when you get back, Daughter-in-law. I’ll call you tomorrow; we can’t break the rules and see each other!”

Kiara woke up especially early the next day, receiving a call from Kiara’s mother right after she got up.

“Kiara, where are you?”

“At the new home, what’s up?”

“What time did Edward Wheeler leave last night?” It was this that Kiara’s mother cared about.

“The alarm clock showed one minute to twelve.”

It wasn’t a lie; that’s how the alarm clock was set, albeit it had been rolled back by someone.

“He didn’t stay past the time, right?”

“Anyway, that’s what the alarm clock showed.” Kiara never lied; she was just a fact conveyor. Camden had to take the blame for turning the clock back.

“Then hurry back home; Today, Our Home is hosting guests.”

“Got it.”

For the bride’s side, the day before the wedding is the day to host guests. According to Q City’s customs, the man cannot be present; if he is, he’s considered a man who enters his wife’s family, and future children will take the mother’s surname.

Kiara got ready to go home, and the whole family donned new outfits. Kiara’s mother wore a custom-made cheongsam, all decked out in various pieces of jewelry, looking several years younger. Even Arlong dressed himself up like a fine young man, with Olivia Brown and Giorno also present.

“The relatives will all be at the restaurant in a while. Let’s go ahead of them to see if there’s anything that hasn’t been dealt with… Kiara, what’s the matter?”

Kiara shook her head, displaying a radiant smile.

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“It’s all right, seeing you all happy makes me happy.”

She was truly happy.

In her past life, she never had such a large family.

Nor did she have this wedding that was two lifetimes late.

“You have no idea how much trouble it was to book this hotel. These days are so popular for weddings that every slightly decent hotel is booked. We only got in because of our connections, so we really should be a bit happier!”

Kiara’s mother didn’t understand what Kiara meant and thought she was talking about the hotel.

When they were short on money, they always saved, reluctant to spend on food or clothes. But now that times are better, an event this important can’t be overlooked. They treated it with due solemnity, selecting the most luxurious place and the most expensive tables for hosting their maternal family guests.

The two were talking about different things, but Kiara still smiled brilliantly.

“Yeah, happy.”

The happiness she had grasped, she would not spit out.

It was all hers, the man, the family, the stable life, none of it would slip away.

“Our Kiara really looks beautiful when she smiles. Usually, she has this stern little face on, probably because of her career. Giorno doesn’t like to smile much either.” Robert Johnson ‘Father’ joked, knowing Kiara for so long, this was the day she smiled the most.

“Dad, if you go to the doctor and see them grinning like a flower, would you dare let them treat you?”

Giorno helplessly retorted.

Although he was a forensic psychiatrist, he was still a doctor. This profession naturally requires less expressive emotion and more stability. If he were grinning all day long, where would his authority be?

It wasn’t about keeping a stiff face, but rather, maintaining fewer expressions, especially for Kiara in her position. She needed to constantly observe her clients and minimize her presence because even the slightest expressions from a doctor could influence the emotions of patients.

“Regardless of what you all do for a living, we’ll follow the old family rules. During the wedding day, aside from crying when leaving home, once you leave our home, stop crying. It doesn’t look good on video. Make sure you smile brightly, got it?”

“Mom, what does crying when leaving home mean?” Arlong didn’t quite understand.

“It means your sister is getting married away from our home, so she has to cry. Crying is good, the louder the better, because where we come from, it’s customary. Cry when you leave home, but once you’re out, stop crying. Nowadays, everything is recorded; it wouldn’t look good for you to be wailing in the car.”

Different places have their own customs around wedding rituals. Some places like the bride to cry as a way of expressing her reluctance to leave her parents’ home, to the point where in some ethnic minorities, a bride is not considered properly married if she doesn’t cry. But in other places, they don’t like the bride to cry on the wedding day, believing it’s not auspicious.

“Is there anything else we need to pay attention to?” Arlong asked.

“Haven’t I gone over it several times with you? You silly boy, not good at studying and you don’t even like using your brain!” Kiara’s mother tapped her son’s head.

Giorno, good-natured as always, continued, “Tomorrow, the car will leave from our home. If we encounter another wedding procession, that’s considered an auspicious clash, so the bride must exchange a red handkerchief. Also, tomorrow morning, we need to cover the manhole covers along the way with red paper, and there’s more…”

The intricacies of wedding rituals really are many; they’re a complex bunch of rules. Kiara had been away from home lately, so her wedding was like a ‘hands-off shopkeeper’ that required nothing of her, while her brother and younger brother remembered everything.

As the family spoke, they walked outside together. Kiara found the multitude of complex rules headache-inducing.

A wedding is a significant life event and is not without its elaborate ceremonies, which is why Kiara originally wanted a destination wedding – just to avoid these messy rules. But her mother convinced her to come back.

In her previous life, she also had a marriage in name only, but her feelings then were not like they were now. She couldn’t even remember what it was like to get married back then. But this time, she could clearly remember each part of the process, even though her mother’s rules gave her a headache.

Her mood was indeed different now.

Just as they stepped out of the building, Kiara immediately noticed Jojo’s Father limping towards them.

When Kiara’s mother saw him, she exclaimed in surprise.

“Why is this old man, who’s been talked about until we’re dizzy, here again? And today he’s limping?”