True Love Waits

Chapter 1078 Tests Of Love

The first question was so easy it felt like a piece of cake! Sheffield quickly answered, "Evelyn's favorite snack is preserved plums, her favorite fruit is mango, and among desserts, she loves Tiramisu the most. Is my answer good enough? If not, I can continue."

Just a simple response with the answer "preserved plums" would have been enough for the bridesmaids, who didn't expect him to list out so many things.

Libby raised her hand and nodded. "That's enough. Next question, please recite the bride's phone number backwards."

Sheffield was gifted with sharp memory and as such, he was able to recite Evelyn's number backwards ever since she gave him her number. He knew he was going to glide through these questions with ease. Under everyone's baffled gaze, he answered the question easily, and added, "This is no fun. Can you please ask some harder questions?"

Joshua couldn't help but ask, "Dude, did you take a peep at the questions in advance?"

One of the bridesmaids explained, "I'm certain that he didn't. We came up with these questions just this morning. Since the groom came with you, there is no way he could have known these questions earlier." "All right, I'll take your word for it!" Joshua said. Then he turned to face Sheffield, giving him a thumbs up, and said, "Nicely done, man!"

The bridesmaids continued with their interrogation. "Next question: what's the size of the bride's shoes?"

"36."

"What are the ten nicknames of the bride?"

"Eve, Evelyn, darling, Piggy, honey, my queen..." The room broke into a smattering of laughter, not to mention the bridesmaids who all guffawed loudly.

"The last question. What's the total sum of the bride's ID card number?"

"That's too hard! How can anyone expect him to know that?" the best men exclaimed in unison.

"I bet Sheffield doesn't know the answer!"

"Gifford, you're the strongest among us three. Go pick one of the bridesmaids and carry her on your back around the room three times."

of Sheffield, yet in less than two seconds, he gave the correct answer with a mysterious smile at Evelyn. "76,"

planned to go to France. While he was waiting

the numbers of their ID cards respectively. In the end, after doing the math, Sheffield concluded that he and Evelyn were

of bridesmaids, upon hearing the answer, screamed

It

immediately asked the groom to take two steps towards Evelyn. "Mr. Tang is an

going to play a game. One of the groomsmen will have to apply lipstick

astonished look on the men's faces was evident by their giggling. Without further delay, they insisted, "Please pick someone from your group to play the

awkward silence and the weight of all the eyes

a girlfriend and his

laughed and Joshua stepped forward hoping to change Gifford's mind. "No one here is more suited for this game than you. I've seen you shoot

looked at Sheffield with pity, but when he realized that it was Sheffield who would be wearing the lipstick and not him, he reluctantly said, "Fine! I will do it! Give me the lipstick." Sheffield tried to hide his apprehension behind a smile. "Can we use a

by so easily. "Don't worry. We have makeup artists here with us. Rest assured, you will look as handsome as ever after the game." Gifford clumsily twisted the tube, revealing a red lipstick and held it between his teeth while a bridesmaid

was too late to slither out of the game, so he said to Gifford resignedly, "Dude, I'm not expecting you to get it right, but please try to get it over with as soon as possible." The faster this was all over, the faster he could marry

worry, buddy," Gifford comforted him

snickered amongst themselves, Gifford slowly approached

at the man apprehensively as the lipstick grew closer and closer to him. Gifford didn't have to stand on his toes or crouch since they were roughly of the same height. The only problem was that the lipstick was slightly slanted. "I know that this isn't the right time to be joking about this, but you look just like your little friend because of that lipstick sticking

are you even talking about?" Gifford

"Your dog."

roar of laughter shot through

angrily, cursing in his heart, 'How dare he compare me to a dog! I'll paint his face into

if the work isn't good enough, the groom and his entourage will have to do

arm before he could continue. "Man, did you hear that? 20 push-ups! Please do your best to make Sheffield look

gesturing with his hands that it was just

face. He started to feel very uncomfortable. In fact, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able