308 Lets Get Married Now (2/2)

In Chen Fan's mind, this girl was talented and hard-working. She was meant to rise above others and bask in her own success. Chen Fan didn't want to ruin her future, and therefore he left Chu Zhou City by himself. The next time he saw Fang Qiong was at the Class Reunion party.

By the time of the class reunion party, she was already the successful CEO of Ming De Group, and she was about to marry Shen Junwen.

Chen Fan could never forget the glittering joy and happiness in the girl's eyes when he first saw her.

Chu Zhou City knew that Fang Qiong struggled a lot with her decision. Otherwise, she would have already married to Shen Junwen and had kids. Chen Fan knew very well that even then, there was still a spot for him in Fang Qiong's heart. If he wanted to, he could live with Fang Qiong at the Chu Zhou City. However, Chen Fan didn't propose such a thing. Disappointed and disheartened, Fang Qiong sought solace in wines and finally got drunk. They hadn't spoken one complete sentence with each other that night.

That night, Chen Fan jumped off from the roof of a high rise building. If Cangqin didn't save Chen Fan, that would be the end of Chen Fan's story.

There wouldn't be a North Mystic Celestial Lord who had dominated the universe for five hundred years, and no songs would be made to honor the love between the North Mystic Celestial Lord and Zi Qiong Goddess.

”I backed down in my last life, what about now?”

Chen Fan looked up and connected his gaze with the girl. He then said one word.

”Bravo!”

”Really?” The girl's face was lit up with joy. She rose up from her seat and said: ”Let's go get registered at the City Hall right now!”

”As you wish.” Chen Fan cracked a smile.

The two teenagers drove all the way to the Jin City's City Hall even though they didn't have any ID on them. All the while, they didn't speak a word to each other. Fang Qiong made a phone call to Zhong Yaoyao and told her about her decision.

Once they arrived at City Hall, Zhong Yaoyao was already waiting for them there. She asked with a troubled look: ”Xiao Qiong, are you sure you want to get married to him?”

”Of course!” Fang Qiong said firmly. She walked over to Zhong Yaoyao and held on to her arm. ”If you are my best friend, then help me get it done.”

Zhong Yaoyao hesitated, and then slowly led the couple into an office.

There was envy and jealousy in her eyes when she glared at Chen Fan. It was as if Chen Fan had stolen her lover away from her.

Zhong Yaoyao's uncle was a Director at City Hall. With his permission, the couple was able to get a marriage certificate even without ID cards.

Fang Qiong walked over to the counter to get her marriage certificate with her chin up. However, Chen Fan could feel the trembling in her hands.

Marriage was a sacred thing for every girl, the most important event in their lives. Fang Qiong was only nineteen years old, almost too young to bear the consequence of a capricious decision.

Chen Fan kept his silence and walked along with the girl.

He knew that once Fang Qiong had set her mind on something, she would never waver. She had stayed with him not only on earth but also when they traveled in space during their Immortal Cultivation. It was he who needed to man up now, not her.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the renowned Grandmaster in China, Chen Beixuan was married in the little City Hall office. They had only one witness, Zhong Yaoyao.

After they left City Hall, they went straight to a duck rice noodle joint.

This was Fang Qiong's favorite place for duck rice noodles, and she was a frequent customer here while she was in high school.

After she got the certificate, she felt a heavyweight was off of her shoulder but also more intimate with Chen Fan. She sat closer to Chen Fan than usual and shared her food with him.

Chen Fan enjoyed the meal with a smile that bloomed over his face. Fang Qiong had never opened up so much to him in the last six months. The two's interactions didn't sit well with Zhong Yaoyao. She pulled a long face and chewed on the duck meat as if it was Chen Fan's flesh.

Three bowls of Duck rice noodles, 21 yuan in total.

That was the cost of their wedding celebration.

Fang Qiong drove Chen Fan to his dorm, and before they parted, she kissed him on the cheek which invited many jealous stares.

Chen Fan touched the spot where the girl kissed, and he could still feel her moist, lush lips. A smile broke over his face.

He then linked his hands behind his back and sauntered into his dorm.

This was the first time he wanted to drink to his heart's content.

When Fang Qiong returned home, it was also midnight, but the living room light was still on. Su Susu was wearing a housecoat and sat on a lounge chair waiting for her.

She glared at her daughter as soon as the latter walked in.

”Where have you been? Why are you home so late?”

”You know where I went.” Fang Qiong said lightly.

”Were you messing around with that boy until now?” Su Susu pulled a dark face.

”We are not just messing around, and we got married.” Fang Qiong put down her heels and announced the news.

This was the first time she had the confidence to stand up for her own decision.

”What?” Su Susu was shocked.

Fang Qiong walked over to her mother and put the marriage certificate on the table. ”From now on, Chen Fan is my husband, your son in law. What you think does not matter; it is already done.”

She yawned and then walked into her own room.

Su Susu's face soured as she slumped on the sofa. Her sharp but manicured nails dug deeply into the fabric of the sofa.