A life of financial freedom

Luxury cars parked outside the village, shimmering in the sunlight.

The villagers, young and old, turned their gazes, some children throwing firecrackers under the cars, creating 'bang' sounds, only to be immediately chased and beaten by their parents wielding wooden sticks.

“My ancestors, are you trying to scare me to death? Do you know how much those cars cost? Selling our entire family wouldn't be enough to pay for it.”

Although rural people don't understand cars, they can distinguish the good ones from their appearance.

“Tsk tsk tsk... ...”

“I wonder what good fortune Ping got? To actually have such a wealthy son-in-law.” A card player who often played cards with Zhong Ping lamented, then glanced askance at his own daughter, who was the same age as Zhong Tingyue and was currently gnawing on a chicken claw.

His youngest daughter had no career, let alone a boyfriend.

He couldn't help but feel angry: “Zhong Tingyue is the same age as you, you two grew up together, how is there such a big gap between you? You should learn more from Zhong Tingyue.”

The youngest daughter, while gnawing on the chicken claw, replied unhurriedly: “Can't learn.”

“Why can't you learn? Everyone has two shoulders and one head.”

The youngest daughter spat out the bone, glanced at her own father, and said: “Zhong Tingyue was born with unparalleled beauty, is that my fault? Shouldn't I blame you?”

“Besides, Zhong Tingyue has been intelligent since she was a child, everyone admits it, why are you comparing me to her?”

The card player's mouth twitched, but he was helpless.

His youngest daughter was right.

Since childhood, Zhong Tingyue had been the 'other people's child' in the mouths of the villagers, excelling in all aspects.

The youngest daughter watched Chu Fang busying around, touching her chin: “Although I can't compare to Zhong Tingyue, I'm still quite competitive in marrying a man even better than Chu Fang.”

The card player left angrily.

His youngest daughter was crazy.

... ...

Pa pa pa... ...

The sound of firecrackers from outside reached the Zhong family's yard.

Zhong Tingyue immediately guessed that Chu Fang and the others had arrived, and quickly ran outside the house, craning her neck, looking in the direction of the firecrackers.

That appearance was just like Meng Jiangnu turned into a gazing stone.

Seeing this, Yang Meina said directly: “Zhong Tingyue, look at yourself, do you still look like a person? For a man, you are no longer as aloof as before, I'm ashamed for you.”

“What's so good about Chu Fang?”

Zhong Tingyue only saw smoke rising, unable to see Chu Fang's figure, and slowly retracted her gaze, saying: “Everything about Chu Fang is good.”

“Bullshit!” Yang Meina rolled her eyes, “To be blunt, Chu Fang is not even one-tenth as good as my Wang Wenhao.”

“Is your Wang Wenhao as handsome as Mr. Chu? Is your Wang Wenhao as outstanding as Mr. Chu? Is your Wang Wenhao's cooking better than Mr. Chu's?” Zhong Tingyue retorted to her childhood friend.

These two childhood friends began to enumerate the advantages of their own partners and belittle the disadvantages of the other's partner.

Yang Meina was speechless by Zhong Tingyue's retort, and said loudly: “My Wang Wenhao can eat shit, dare your Chu Fang do that?”

Wang Wenhao next to her opened his mouth wide.

How come I don't know I have this ability?

Zhong Tingyue shrugged and smiled: “My Mr. Chu wouldn't dare, you win.”

Yang Meina raised her neck, triumphantly.

“Alright, alright, you two are childhood friends after all, it's laughable to quarrel over a man.” He Yi resolved the conflict between the two, “In my opinion, my Wu Di is the most outstanding.”

“Go to hell.”

In an instant, the three sisters started arguing.

Wang Wenhao and Wu Di looked at each other, and could see the helpless expressions in each other's eyes.

Only women and petty people are difficult to deal with, the old saying is true.

... ...

Zhong Tingyue's uncle arranged for Chu Fang and the others to stay, living in the homes of neighbors in the village.

The sun slowly set, branding the west with a fiery red color.

Chu Fang's group sat around the table, eating dinner, happily.

Chu Yongquan said with a smile: “There are things to do tomorrow, everyone can drink alcohol, but drink less, when we return to our hometown, everyone can drink heartily.”

Chu Fang accompanied everyone for a few drinks and then stopped, he then went upstairs, stood by the window on the third floor, and looked in the direction of the Zhong family.

With his naked eyes, he could see the Zhong family's yard filled with tables, guests were eating, lively and bustling.

The custom of Zhong Tingyue's family here is to hold two banquets for the wedding, one tonight and the other tomorrow morning.

“I wonder what Ms. Zhong is doing now?” Chu Fang thought to himself.

He hadn't seen Ms. Zhong for nearly ten days.

Seemingly telepathically, Zhong Tingyue sent him a message.

[Wang Shu: Mr. Chu.]

[Love Solo Player: What's up?]

[Wang Shu: What are you doing?]

[Love Solo Player: Taking off, less talk.]

[Wang Shu: Isn't it a bit early to take off at this time? Can the plane's nose be pulled up? Is the flight status correct? Is the navigation turned on? Is the direction aligned? Do you need me to be your co-pilot?]

[Love Solo Player: Come on, you're not helping me, but affecting my flight status.]

[Love Solo Player: I've already seen through your conspiracy.JPG]

[Wang Shu: Oh, if that's the case, then never mind.]

[Wang Shu: Then I'm going back.]

[Love Solo Player: ???]

[Love Solo Player: What do you mean?]

[Wang Shu: I secretly ran out and am at your door.]

Chu Fang jumped up, quickly opened the door, and saw Zhong Tingyue standing outside the door, wearing a black long dress, as black as ink, with a super-sized pair of sunglasses on her face, covering her picturesque face.

The door opened, Zhong Tingyue quickly slipped in, and said: “Close the door quickly, close the door, don't let anyone see.”

Chu Fang closed the door, turned around and asked: “Why are you here?”

According to custom, unmarried men and women cannot meet before the wedding.

“I haven't seen you for a long time, I wanted to see you.” Zhong Tingyue took off her sunglasses, revealing her flawless face, her eyes were like a pool of autumn water, her eyes flowed, lively and charming, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, rippling with a intoxicating smile.

“Zhong Tingyue, you are really bold enough.”

“Then I'll leave?” Zhong Tingyue pretended to leave, Chu Fang hugged her and pulled the curtains.

Night fell, moonlight sprinkled into the room like water.

Chu Fang's palm rubbed between Zhong Tingyue's arms, feeling the milk-like skin.

The two lay quietly, silent, but their heartbeats were overlapping.

Until nine o'clock in the evening, Zhong Tingyue then got up: “No, I can't stay any longer, I have to go home.”

“Don't, play a little longer.” Chu Fang was reluctant to let go.

Zhong Tingyue glared at him: “Buddy, I'm getting married tomorrow.”

“It's okay, I'm getting married tomorrow too, it doesn't matter.”

Go to hell... ...Zhong Tingyue kicked him, then put on her clothes, secretly opened the room, looked around, saw no one, and quietly went downstairs.

As soon as she went downstairs, she ran into a group of people coming to pick up the bride who were going upstairs, and the two sides just happened to run into each other.

The two sides just stood there, looking at each other.

Rong Shunji put his hand on Shao Liang's shoulder, lowered his head, and said: “Shao Liang, help me, I seem to be drunk.”

As soon as the voice fell, the group of people who came to pick up the bride were all drunk, lowered their heads, some of them were swaying, and were even about to hit the wall.

Seeing this situation, Zhong Tingyue suppressed her great shyness and left here with lightning speed.

Seeing Zhong Tingyue leave, the group of people who were drunk just now immediately raised their heads, everyone looked at each other, and then revealed a 'those who know, know' look.

Upstairs, Chu Fang put his hands on the back of his head, his sight through the window, looking at the night sky.

Tonight's bright moon is particularly bright.

... ...

The next day.

Chu Fang got up before dawn and began to recall what he had to do today.

“First, I have to get Zhong Tingyue, then I have to rush to my hometown at twelve noon, then start the wedding process... ...”

“Time is tight, the task is heavy, do not slack off.”

Chu Fang took a deep breath: “After today, Zhong Tingyue won't be able to escape.”

He cheered himself up, and then began to busy himself with many things.

... ...