Two hours later, the car arrived at Chengdu Airport.

Upon arrival, Chu Yongquan suggested, "Xiao Fang, it's almost noon now. Why don't we have lunch at the airport first? There's no rush."

Chengdu is more than a thousand kilometers away from the Central Plains. It takes more than ten hours to drive there. Even by plane, it would take a lot of time to go there and back. It is impossible to complete the wedding procession in one morning. Therefore, the wedding procession cannot be completed in one day.

Their plan was to arrive in the Central Plains a day in advance, stay near Zhong Tingyue's house, and then go to pick up the bride the next day, which is tomorrow, before returning home.

So today isn't too busy; I just need to get to Zhong Tingyue's neighborhood.

Chu Fang shook his head: "Lunch has been prepared on the plane. Let's board the plane first."

He still wanted to get to the Central Plains as soon as possible, even though there wasn't much to do there. It would still be good to arrive as soon as possible.

Chu Yongquan nodded: "Okay then."

The wedding party then boarded the plane.

The plane was leased by Chu Fang; it's a large business jet that costs nearly a million a day. Although it's expensive, it's worth it.

Both the flight attendant service and the food are top-notch.

Rong Shunji rolled over and over: "It's good to be rich. You can use a private jet whenever you want. I also want to buy a private jet and travel around the world."

Wen Xiangbing glanced at it: "Can you afford it?"

Can't I dream?

Chu Fang asked, "Can you dream about it?"

"Can't I assume I can dream about it?"

Shao Liang opened his mouth, but Rong Shunji glared at him and said, "You're not allowed to argue with me, or I'll make you regret it."

Chu Fang and Wen Xiangbing said in unison, "Let's assume it's false."

"Ah!" Rong Shunji clutched his head, feeling a headache.

These kinds of bad friends are terrifying.

With just a few words, they shattered Rong Shunji's dream of owning a private jet.

Chu waved to the flight attendant, who swayed over and half-squatted down to ask, "Sir, how can I help you?"

Give me a glass of water.

"OK."

Chu Fang took the water from the flight attendant, drank it down in one gulp, and touched his chest, where his heartbeat had slowed down a bit.

Chu Yongquan sat down next to him and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, there's nothing to be afraid of."

"It's not scary, but an indescribable feeling, very flustered, a sense of helplessness."

“That’s only natural,” Chu Yongquan replied. “I felt the same way when I married your sister-in-law, and I was even more flustered. I was so afraid that my parents-in-law wouldn’t approve of the wedding procession and that something unexpected would happen.”

"But once I got there, my mind calmed down, and I don't know why. I think it's a feeling of being anxious about gaining and losing that disturbs people."

Chu Fang asked, "Brother, is there a solution?"

Chu Yongquan shook his head: "No."

"Then what's the point of saying all this?"

"It's useless. It's just analyzing the causes of this kind of mood, nothing more."

After Chu Yongquan finished speaking, he saw Chu Fang's speechless expression and immediately laughed.

... ...

The plane flew 'slowly'.

The flight took about two hours, and for Chu Fang, every second felt like an eternity.

When he was in extreme pain, the plane finally landed in the Central Plains.

The moment he landed, Chu Fang understood what his elder brother Chu Yongquan had said, and his restless heart calmed down as if by magic.

Chu Fang stood tall, exuding an aura of confidence.

With the help of staff, the group exited the airport.

As soon as they exited the airport, they saw Uncle Zhong Tingyue and his cousin, along with several relatives from the Zhong family, holding up signs and waiting for them.

They arrived in the Central Plains, and the Zhong family naturally had to arrange for someone to welcome them.

Chu Fang stepped forward and said, "Uncle."

"Young man, you're really handsome." Uncle Zhong Tingyue patted Chu Fang on the shoulder. "Let's go."

As the group walked out of the airport, rows of Rolls-Royces were parked outside, appearing particularly striking in the sunlight.

There were also many onlookers taking photos and checking in.

The group got into the Rolls-Royce and left the airport, drawing envious glances from the crowd.

In the main wedding car, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue's uncle sat in the back row, chatting idly.

"Uncle, is there anything else I need to prepare?" Chu Fang asked.

"Hey, there's nothing to prepare." Zhong Tingyue's uncle waved his hand. "You've done very well, don't be too anxious."

"Brother-in-law," Zhong Tingyue's cousin, who was in the front passenger seat, craned his neck, "Does my sister not have to come home anymore after marrying you?"

"Oh, no, she can go home anytime."

Zhong Tingyue's cousin hesitated for a moment: "This is not good. Now that she has married you, brother-in-law, you should discipline her well. She should follow her husband wherever he goes."

Chu Fang: "..."

The younger generation of the Zhong family are all troublemakers. Zhong Rou, needless to say, is the boss of the second oldest in the world, and her cousin Zhong Tingyue also likes to cause trouble. It is Zhong Tingyue who often disciplines the two of them.

Therefore, Zhong Tingyue's cousin wished he could stay far away from her.

A long line of Rolls-Royces passed by, attracting the attention of those around them, and finally arrived at Zhong Tingyue's village at three o'clock in the afternoon.

The car stopped, and the village was immediately in an uproar.

"Brother-in-law~"

As soon as he got out of the car, Chu Fang heard his sister-in-law's voice, and then saw a flash of lightning running towards him. He opened his arms, ready to catch his sister-in-law.

Zhong Rou flew past him sideways and landed in front of Wen Xiangbing, her eyes fixed intently on the red envelope.

Chu Fang: "..."

Zhong Rou, I'm never playing with you again!

Wen Xiangbing looked at the girl in front of him: "Zhong Rou, do you want a red envelope?"

“We have a rule here that the bride’s family members can’t accept red envelopes.” Zhong Rou hesitated for a moment, “So my name isn’t Zhong Rou, it’s Zhong Rou, who is chivalrous and tender-hearted, invincible, and wise, and who wins first place in the world.”

With the arrival of Chu Fang and his group, the entire village immediately became lively.

The Chu group distributed red envelopes to everyone present, and everyone beamed with joy upon seeing the value of the envelopes.

"The Zhong family's son-in-law is not bad."

"Not only is he handsome, but he's also gentle and kind, the kind of person who'd make a good family. I think they're a good match."

How do you know he's gentle?

"Isn't this amount of money in the red envelope kind enough?"

"That makes sense!"

“... ..."

Afterwards, Zhong Tingyue's uncle arranged for the Chu group to stay.