A life of financial freedom

On the wedding day, the place was packed with guests.

It was not so easy for Wu Di to get He Yi. Yang Meina blocked the door and refused to let him go.

"Let's play idioms together. If I lose, you can go in." Yang Meina was in high spirits.

"Okay."

"Well... a skilled craftsman."

"Unique craftsmanship."

"Empty hands."

"Nothing."

Yang Meina herself had a low level of education. She could not continue after playing two or three idioms. After thinking for a long time, she blurted out: "It's just like that."

"..."

After the voice fell, everyone laughed.

Wu Di's face was a little bitter.

It's okay to play idioms together, but why are you humiliating people?

Who is just like that?

I'm not!

Yang Meina then retreated, but Zhong Rou blocked the way in front of her, refusing to move unless she died, and then said: "I'll test you with a math problem, ten years of life and death are in vain..."

Wu Di's eyes lit up: "If you don't think about it, you will never forget it."

"Wrong!" Zhong Rou raised her index finger and shook it gently, "I'm testing you with a math problem, and the next sentence is five years of life and death, brother Wu Di, don't even think about entering the door today."

"..."

Wu Di was speechless, but fortunately he was prepared. He took a red envelope from the best man and handed it to Zhong Rou, who took it and felt the thickness of the red envelope. His eyes narrowed into a slit, like a little squirrel who got a treasure, and said:

"Well... I'm testing you with a Chinese problem."

As long as the money is in place, the glass will break.

Wu Di grasped Zhong Rou's psychology.

He is a complete money-grubber.

After passing Zhong Rou, Wu Di became more serious. Compared with the first two, this one was even more important. He didn't know how to deal with Zhong Tingyue.

Wu Di smiled: "Sister Zhong, please go easy on me."

Zhong Tingyue pursed her red lips: "At what moment did you feel that time was passing by in a flash?"

Wu Di pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "The day when I was dating He Yi, she wore an embroidered skirt and her hair was draped over her shoulders. There was wind at that time, and she swayed with the wind..."

He recalled their first date, which was still in college, until today's wedding, when he finally married his beloved, but seven or eight years seemed to have passed in a flash...

Zhong Tingyue crossed her arms and made way.

A group of people who came to pick up the bride entered the room, and saw He Yi sitting on the bed, wearing an exquisite wedding dress, which was large and gorgeous, with layers of white gauze, exquisite lace and pearls decorated on the wedding dress, adding a bit of classical charm.

Everyone's eyes fell on the two newcomers. Zhong Tingyue quietly stepped back and walked to Chu Fang, who whispered, "Ms. Zhong, you didn't embarrass Wu Di."

"Wu Di's answer is very good." Zhong Tingyue tilted her neck, her eyes like stars, flashing a faint light, and said, "Mr. Chu, at that moment, did you feel that time was fleeting?"

Hearing this, Chu Fang touched his chin and answered slowly, "Sir, add an hour."

Zhong Tingyue's mouth had obvious signs of twitching, and her fists were clenched.

What a shocking answer.

Even if there is none, can't you make one up on the spot?

You have to make up those little words for massage and bathing.

Chu Fang shrugged: "I am always honest."

"..."

Zhong Tingyue snorted lightly and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Wu Di carried He Yi on his back and went outside immediately, put her in the car, and left with her in the sound of firecrackers.

As the car started, He Yi lost her bride's manners instantly, eating bread in big mouthfuls, sobbing, "I haven't eaten a single bite since I got up this morning, I'm starving."

"Eat slowly." Wu Di served with mineral water beside her.

"Wuwuwu..., Wu Di, you are so nice." He Yi's love mind was instantly overwhelmed, "I will definitely treat you well in the future."

"Okay, thank you Miss He."

"Am I still Miss He?"

"Thank you, my wife."

"Hehe..."

Chu Fang shook his head and raised his eyebrows to Zhong Tingyue: "Ms. Zhong, did you see that? I wish you were half as gentle as He Yi."

"I'm not gentle?"

"Well... tell the truth?"

"Not gentle."

Zhong Tingyue gave him a look that said 'wait for me'.

On the way back, they stopped and started, and returned to Wu Di's house on time at twelve o'clock. The banquet began, and the bride and groom toasted at each table.

... ...

At night, the joyous sounds of the wedding spread in all directions, resounding throughout the village. A high-power incandescent lamp was hung in the middle of the yard, illuminating the surroundings.

At this moment, people were making a fuss in the bridal chamber, especially Yang Meina and Zhong Rou, who thought of many ways to torture HeYi, Wu Di, and Chu Fang squatted at the door, looking at the night view of the northeast.

I saw Wu Di's father pulling the transparent plastic to cover Chu Fang's car, and he asked: "Uncle, who are you?"

"Don't let your car get wet in case it rains." Wu Di's father replied.

Chu Fang said: "It's okay to get wet in the rain."

"That won't work. Your car is too expensive. It can't get wet in the rain."

"..."

Chu Fang had nothing to say.

Okay, whatever you want.

He played the main role of listening to advice.

Today is Wu Di's wedding day. The old father is busy, but his face is full of a faint smile. At this moment, he is still energetic.

After covering the car, Wu Di's father felt that it was not stable. He was afraid that the wind would blow away the plastic. He moved a few bricks to press on the four corners of the plastic, and immediately felt relieved.

Chu Fang sensed a familiar gaze, raised his head, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you go to the bridal chamber?"

"It's boring." Zhong Tingyue said softly.

"Go out for a walk?"

"Okay."

Chu Fang stood up with his hands on his knees, and the two of them went outside immediately.

It was already summer in the Magic City, but the nights in the northeast were still a little cold, with a breeze blowing from time to time, making it chilly.

Chu Fang put his hands in his pockets, and Zhong Tingyue took his arm. The two of them walked quietly, keeping silent, admiring the different night view, the boundless night sky, the twinkling stars...

Zhong Tingyue looked at the night sky and broke the silence first: "Well..., it's great."

"What?"

"He Yi got married."

"What? Do you want to get married too?" Chu Fang looked like he was smiling.

Zhong Tingyue's mouth curled up: "No!"

"Same here."

Zhong Tingyue rolled his eyes, snorted softly, and then said: "What do you think our wedding will be like?"

Hearing this, Chu Fang thought for a moment and replied: "It will be grand and sensational! The wedding invitations will be inlaid with gold powder, worth at least tens of thousands of dollars, and thousands of them will be sent out. The wedding cars will all be Rolls-Royces, and there will be helicopters in the sky to film. Famous Grammy singers will be invited to perform, and a five-star hotel will be booked..."

Zhong Tingyue glanced at him: "Are you just making empty promises for me?"

"Don't I have the ability?"

"It's better to be ordinary."

"No!"

"Just a discount will do."

"..."

You Zhong family are really obsessed with money.