Chengdu.
Chu Fang and Wang Fa sat by the river fishing, bored.
He went home early, intending to help his family with some chores, but he didn't expect that his family had already arranged everything.
So he suddenly got bored and went fishing with Wang Fa.
"What are you looking at? Why are you laughing so lewdly?" Wang Fa asked softly.
Chu Fang showed Wang Fa the wedding dress design that Zhong Tingyue had sent him.
It must be said that the money was well spent; at first glance, it looks elegant and luxurious, and is impeccable.
"It must have cost a lot of money, right?"
"Not expensive, just a few hundred," Chu Fang replied calmly.
Wang Fa rolled his eyes at him: "Do you know why I hated you so much back then? It was because I hated your nonchalant, pretentious attitude. Honestly, you deserved to be beaten up. The only reason you haven't been beaten up yet is because of the harmony of society, you understand?"
He uttered hundreds of words with ease, and with such nonchalance. Anyone who saw Chu Fang's appearance would want to punch him a few times.
"Is it my fault that I have money?"
"So how much money do you actually have?"
"I'm getting married soon and I'm broke. For our brotherhood, lend me some money."
"Then kneel down before me."
"Really?" Chu Fang's eyes lit up.
The old saying goes, "A man's knees are worth gold," and now is the time to cash in on that.
Wang Fa punched Chu Fang in the chest: "How can you be so shameless?"
Wang Fa's gums are sore.
He had no idea about Chu Fang's assets, or rather, he couldn't fathom all of them based on just this tip of the iceberg, but he was certain that this bastard was rich, very rich.
The two chatted idly while fishing.
Chu Fang is no longer as obsessed with fishing as he used to be, getting up early and going to bed late to fish. Now he treats it as a form of leisure and entertainment.
Until sunset, they were both "air force" members, and they looked at each other.
Wang Fa: "I'm never playing with you again, you're so unlucky."
Chu Fang straightened his chest: "Why can't your luck offset my bad luck? Or are you just not lucky enough? To put it bluntly, you're pretty useless too."
Wang Fa's lips twitched, and he left angrily.
Chu Fang smiled happily and turned to the old man fishing next to him, shouting, "Grandpa, the sun is about to set, aren't you going home yet? Are you that addicted to fishing?"
"I'm not addicted."
"Then why don't you go home?"
"I do this every day, I'm used to it."
Chu Fang: "..."
This isn't addictive yet.
He strolled home slowly with his fishing rod in hand.
When Chu Fang got home, several officials from the town government were sitting down. When they saw him, they all stood up and said with a smile, "Little Fang is back."
"I thought you were getting married soon, so we came to come and congratulate you."
Chu Fang gestured for the people to sit down.
Some time ago, he donated money to the school, which greatly improved the students' meals. The school also set up a multi-functional social media platform, contributing to education in the town.
These people came to thank him.
The two sides chatted for a while, and then they left.
... ...
Time flies, National Day is approaching, and the wedding date is drawing near.
Chu's relatives and friends began to arrive. The first to arrive were Wen Xiangbing, Rong Shunji, and Shao Liang, three brothers from university, as well as a girl, who was Shao Liang's girlfriend.
All three of them looked at Shao Liang with smiles, while the latter's cheeks flushed.
"When do you two plan to get married?" Rong Shunji asked.
"It should be soon," Shao Liang replied.
"Sigh, yet another young man has fallen into the grave of marriage," Wen Xiangbing sighed.
“It’s better than not even having a grave,” Rong Shunji said, rolling his eyes.
“Yes, brothers, yes,” Chu Fang said. “Bingzi also has his own graves he wants to fall into, but he is too self-conscious. Even when people take the initiative to pursue him, he is still timid and hesitant. He looks so pathetic that I feel ashamed.”
He paused, then said to Wen Xiangbing, "If you think your thing is useless, my suggestion is to cut it off."
Tang Xue actively pursued Wen Xiangbing, frequently visiting his company and bringing him meals, but he always refused, leaving the three of them speechless.
“I’ve thought this through carefully,” Wen Xiangbing explained. “Love isn’t that simple. It requires not only love but also a material foundation. Otherwise, it’s like a castle in the air that will eventually collapse.”
The three brothers looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.
Chu Fang patted Wen Xiangbing on the shoulder: "Let me give you a piece of advice: love is not like iced tea."
Jiang Wenzhen looked around and saw a self-built rural house in front of her. Directly opposite was a national highway, and beyond the highway were large fields of farmland.
She couldn't help but say, "Damn, Chu Fang's family really are from the countryside."
Chu Fang made no secret of his rural background and claimed to be a self-made millionaire, saying that all his achievements were the result of his own hard work. Jiang Wenzhen, however, thought he was bragging, saying that Chu Fang was just wasting his time and didn't look like a successful person at all; he must be a rich kid.
This idea is deeply ingrained.
She only discovered this today when she came to Chu Fang's house.
What Chu Fang said is true.
Jiang Wenzhen could accept that Chu Fang was rich, but she couldn't accept that Chu Fang earned his money on his own.
Compared to that, she seems like a clown.
"Guan Guan, this is all fake, right? This is all a dream." Jiang Wenzhen pinched her boyfriend Cai Guan's arm and asked, "Guan Guan, does it hurt?"
Cai Guan was speechless: "Why don't you pinch yourself?"
"It hurts when I pinch myself."
Time passed slowly, and finally the National Day holiday arrived, with many relatives and friends gathering together.
"Go to sleep early." Chu's father patted Chu Fang on the shoulder. "I'll take care of things here."
Chu Fang nodded, then went back to his room to sleep.
The moonlight streamed into the room like flowing water, and he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, as a mix of complex emotions and thoughts welled up inside him.
Chu Fang opened Zhong Tingyue's WeChat and was about to type something when he saw a message at the top: "The other party is typing..."
He waited a few seconds but didn't receive a message, so he sent one over.
[Solo player in a dating game: Why didn't you send me a message?]
[Wang Shu: I'm sending you a message in my mind.]
[Wang Shu: Didn't you receive it?]
[Solo player in dating mode: Received.]
[Wang Shu: Do you know what I'm thinking?]
[Solo player focused on dating: I want a man.]
[Solo player in a dating game: Ms. Zhong, you're such a bad woman! You're still thinking about men right before your wedding, but I really like you.]
Wang Shu: ... ...
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