The next day, at a five-star hotel.

Chu Fang woke up from his sleep, still groggy, but quickly came to his senses. He turned his head to look out the window at the light drizzle falling.

Recalling last night, a faint smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

He almost experienced the life of an ancient monarch!

Last night, after returning to her room, Zhong Tingyue changed into all the Hanfu she had bought, not missing a single one. Her dance moves were graceful, like a fairy descending to earth, dancing just for him alone.

The dance continued until the early hours of the morning, after which the two fell asleep fully clothed.

Chu Fang felt that even his dreams were sweet.

He turned to look at Zhong Tingyue beside him. Her long hair cascaded down the soft pillow like a waterfall, her face was beautiful and refined, and her long eyelashes gently covered her eyelids like two small fans.

She fluttered her eyelashes, her clear eyes sparkling like water, and her voice held a hint of morning grumpiness: "Want to see?"

Chu Fang answered honestly, "You're good-looking."

How can this woman be so beautiful?

Does she have marijuana on her face? It's so alluring.

"Hmph~~~"

Zhong Tingyue pulled the blanket tighter, moved her body, and snuggled into Chu Fang's arms, resting her head on his chest. The two of them looked outside together, watching the rain flowing down the window, accompanied by the soft sound of rain.

The two remained silent, gazing at each other quietly, as if lost in the outside world.

I don't know how much time has passed.

"Chu Fang."

"Um."

"Did I look pretty yesterday, sister?"

"Beautiful, but below par."

Zhong Tingyue moved her head slightly: "?"

Chu Fang stroked his chin: "First of all, your posture is too stiff, and your dance moves are not fluid; secondly, your facial expressions are not well managed. Other dancers are all smiling, but you dance like I owe you millions; finally, um... you're wearing too much clothing, which seriously affects the viewing experience!"

He was indignant.

He was alone in the presidential suite, and the windows were closed, yet the woman had wrapped herself up like a mummy.

Even though Chu Fang was known as the "Miao and Phoenix among men," not a single crack could be seen.

This Hanfu is really something, how can it be made so tightly and perfectly?

It just goes to show how cold-hearted people are. If an ancient emperor saw Hanfu like this, he would have surely killed several officials.

"What a character!" Zhong Tingyue glanced at him sideways. "I think you were staring at him with your eyes glued to the screen last night."

Chu Fang said earnestly, "That's not being straightforward, it's appreciating."

"Any insights or lessons learned?"

He shook his head: "No! Why don't you dance for me again, and I promise to write you a few thousand words of reflection."

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes.

That's a brilliant plan.

They chatted idly for a while, then got up, ate breakfast, checked out, and headed home.

When I got home, I saw my sister-in-law lounging on the sofa, looking quite lazy. But as soon as she saw the two of them, her eyes lit up and she asked, "Sister, brother-in-law, did you two go to have a nephew for me?"

Zhong Tingyue glared at Chu Fang.

You've done a great job.

Chu Fang, however, was unimpressed and replied, "Do you prefer men or women?"

"Hmm... ...either is fine." The sister-in-law thought for a few seconds, "I'll teach the man 'Zhong Style Eight Fists,' and I'll teach the woman 'Zhong Style Eight Fists' as well."

Don't you have any other jobs?

... ...

Ren Feiping and Tong Rui got married because Tong Rui was pregnant, and since their son was already two or three years old, 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 for the first day of the new year, New Year's Day.

On their wedding day, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue arrived at Ren Feiping's house and saw him wearing a suit, shiny black leather shoes, and his hair combed up. He didn't look like the scumbag he usually did; today he looked like a gigolo.

But I must say, he is very handsome.

No wonder he was able to win Tong Rui back; the charm of a scumbag is irresistible.

Ren Feiping said, "You've arrived."

Chu Fang nodded: "Mm."

Ren Feiping continued, "My heart was pounding."

He had never felt so nervous and reserved as he did today.

"It's alright!" Chu Fang patted his shoulder. "You'll get used to it after a few more times."

Ren Feiping rolled his eyes.

Zhong Tingyue glared at him: "Can't you speak properly?"

"On my wedding day, such a wonderful day, is this something a human being should say?"

“Exactly!” Ren Feiping nodded repeatedly. “You have no morals, no public spirit, and no conscience.”

Chu Fang shrugged: "... ..."

After everything was prepared, Ren Feiping and a group of people went downstairs to pick up Tong Rui. Once downstairs, everyone was chattering, and some people started to have questions.

One of the groomsmen frowned slightly; "Brother Ren, is this the wedding car?"

"Yeah, a Rolls-Royce as a wedding car, and not just any Rolls-Royce, but one worth tens of millions. Aren't I awesome?" Ren Feiping rolled up his sleeves, feeling quite smug.

"Brother Ren, you should have someone else drive. I can't drive. If we get it scratched or bumped, I couldn't afford to pay for it even if you sold me." The best man shook his head.

Chu Fang said from the side, "It's okay, just drive. This car is insured."

The Rolls-Royce belonged to Chu Fang, but Ren Feiping drove it as the lead car at the wedding, just to make a grand spectacle of it.

The best man glanced at him and knew that the Rolls-Royce belonged to him; his demeanor was different from the others, but he still shook his head and dared not drive.

The best man's life is worthless, while a Rolls-Royce is worth millions; even driving one makes his heart tremble.

"You spineless coward! It's just a Rolls-Royce, what are you afraid of?!" Seeing that his best man was unwilling to drive no matter what, Ren Feiping was exasperated and then turned to Chu Fang and said, "I told you, you were going to be the best man, but you wouldn't come. Now look what happened, the best man is afraid to drive your car."

Ren Feiping asked Chu Fang to be his best man, but Chu Fang declined.

Being a best man is hard work; you also have to fend off drinks for Ren Feiping, which he doesn't want to do.

Chu Fang scoffed: "What does this have to do with me?"

He lent his car to someone and it broke down?

Ren Feiping asked around among his friends, but none of them dared to drive the car.

Ren Feiping's friends are all like him: handsome, worldly-wise, and eloquent when talking to girls. But they share the same flaw: they feel somewhat inferior when they see people of higher status than themselves.

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

They looked at Chu Fang with nothing but envy.

Ren Feiping had no choice but to look at Chu Fang: "You'll have to open it yourself."

"I don't want to drive."