A life of financial freedom

The next day, a star hotel.

Chu Fang woke up from his sleep, dazed, but soon came to his senses, tilted his neck, looked out the window, and it was drizzling.

Recalling last night, a light arc appeared unconsciously at the corner of his mouth.

He almost experienced the life of an ancient king!

Last night, when he returned to his room, Zhong Tingyue put on the Hanfu clothes he bought one by one, without missing a single set, and danced with them, like a fairy who came down to earth, dancing just for him alone.

The dance gradually stopped until the early morning, and the two slept in their clothes.

Chu Fang felt that his dreams were sweet.

He turned his head and looked at Zhong Tingyue next to him. Her long hair spread like a waterfall on the soft pillow, her face was beautiful and refined, and her long eyelashes gently covered her eyes, like two small fans.

She raised her eyelashes, her clear eyes were like water, and her voice was a bit grouchy: "Do you see it?"

Chu Fang answered honestly: "You are beautiful."

Why is this woman so beautiful?

Is there marijuana on her face? She seduced people's eyes.

"Hmph~~~"

Zhong Tingyue pulled the quilt tightly, moved her body, and got into Chu Fang's arms, resting her head on his chest. The two looked outside together, and the rain flowing down the window was accompanied by the sound of light rain.

The two were silent, looking quietly, as if they were trapped in the outside world.

I don't know how long it took.

"Chu Fang."

"Yeah."

"Sister, was I pretty yesterday?"

"Pretty but not up to standard."

Zhong Tingyue moved her head: "?"

Chu Fang touched her chin: "First, your posture is too stiff, and your dancing is not agile; second, your facial management is not good, other dancers are all smiling, but you dance like I owe you millions; finally, um... ...you are wearing too much, which seriously affects the viewing experience!"

He was indignant.

He was the only one in the presidential suite, and the windows were closed, but even so, this woman wrapped herself like a mummy.

Even though Chu Fang was known as the 'Miao Renfeng in the world', there was not a single gap.

This Hanfu is really, how can it be made so tight and seamless?

I can only say that the world is fickle. If it were an ancient king who saw such a Hanfu, he would have to kill a few officials.

"Virtue!" Zhong Tingyue glanced at him, "I think your eyes were wide open last night."

Chu Fang said seriously: "That's not wide open, but admiration."

"Do you have any experience?"

He shook his head: "No! Otherwise, if you jump for me again, I promise to write you a few thousand words of experience."

Zhong Tingyue rolled his eyes.

This is a good plan.

They chatted and were affectionate for a while, then got up, had breakfast, checked out, and went home.

When they got home, they saw their sister-in-law lying on the sofa, looking lazy. When she saw them, her eyes lit up and asked, "Sister, brother-in-law, did you two give birth to a nephew for me?"

Zhong Tingyue glared at Chu Fang.

You did a good job.

Chu Fang disagreed and replied, "Do you like men or women?"

"Well... ...either one is fine." The sister-in-law thought for a few seconds, "I will teach the man 'Zhong-style eight punches', and I will teach the woman 'Zhong-style eight punches'."

You don't have anything else to do, right?

... ...

Ren Feiping and Tong Rui got married because of pregnancy, and their son was already two or three years old, so they got married very quickly.

The parents of both families discussed it over the phone and agreed to hold the wedding.

The wedding date was set on the first day of the new year, New Year's Day.

On the wedding day, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue came to Ren Feiping's house and saw that the latter was wearing a suit, black and shiny leather shoes, and combed his hair up. The whole person was not like a scumbag at first glance as usual, but today he looked like a 'duck'.

But I have to say, he is very handsome.

No wonder he was able to catch Tong Rui again, the charm of the scumbag is unstoppable.

Ren Feiping said, "You're here."

Chu Fang nodded, "Yeah."

Ren Feiping continued, "I'm feeling very nervous."

He had never been as nervous and reserved as he was today.

"It's okay!" Chu Fang patted his shoulder, "Just get married a few more times."

Ren Feiping rolled his eyes.

Zhong Tingyue stared at him, "Can you speak?"

On the wedding day, a great day, is this something a person can say?

"That's right!" Ren Feiping nodded repeatedly, "You have no morals, no public morality, and no conscience."

Chu Fang shrugged, "..."

After everything was done, Ren Feiping and a group of people went downstairs to pick up Tong Rui. When they got downstairs, everyone was chattering, and some people began to feel troubled.

One of the best men frowned slightly; "Brother Ren, is this the wedding car?""Yes, a Rolls-Royce as a wedding car, and this is not an ordinary Rolls-Royce, it is worth tens of millions, am I awesome?" Ren Feiping pulled his sleeves, feeling a little proud.

"Brother Ren, let someone else drive. I dare not drive the car. If it gets bumped, I can't afford to pay even if you sell me." The best man shook his head.

Chu Fang said beside him: "It's okay, you drive yours, this car is insured."

The Rolls-Royce is of course Chu Fang's, and Ren Feiping drove it as the first car of the wedding, just for show.

The best man looked at him and naturally knew that the Rolls-Royce was his. His temperament was different from others, but he still shook his head and dared not drive.

The best man's life was worthless, and the Rolls-Royce was worth tens of millions. He felt his heart trembling when he drove it.

"You are such a wimp, it's just a Rolls-Royce, what are you afraid of?!" Ren Feiping was so disappointed when he saw that his best man was unwilling to drive the car. He immediately turned to Chu Fang and said, "I told you to be the best man, but you refused. Now the best man doesn't dare to drive your car."

Ren Feiping asked Chu Fang to be the best man, but he refused.

Being a best man is a hard job, and he has to drink for Ren Feiping. He doesn't want to do it.

Chu Fang didn't take it seriously: "What does it have to do with me?"

He lent his car to the other party and it broke down?

Ren Feiping asked a circle of friends, but no one dared to drive the car.

All of Ren Feiping's friends are like him, handsome, have seen a lot of the world, and can talk to girls fluently, but they have the same shortcomings, that is, they are more or less inferior when they see people with higher status than themselves.

Especially when they saw Chu Fang, who was not only young and handsome, but also rich, with a net worth of at least hundreds of millions, they instantly became pretentious.

They looked at Chu Fang with envy.

Ren Feiping had no choice but to look at Chu Fang: "Only you can drive."

"I don't want to drive."