Young Master in Flower City

Then, Ye Qingcheng spoke up, "The marriage certificate is with my husband, I'll call him to come over right now!"

Having said that, Ye Qingcheng took out her phone, but as soon as she opened it, she froze. She had no idea what Xiao Tianyu's phone number was.

"Qingcheng, make the call, why stopped?" Ye Tianhao gestured invitingly, wanting to see how long she could keep up the act. Still with your husband, I have proof of your single status.

"Father-in-law, don't rush so much, maybe he forgot his phone!" Guan Zhongyuan smirked obscenely, and Ye Qingcheng showed a hint of disgust: "I really forgot!"

Are you still pretending?

Ye Tianhao stared at Ye Qingcheng and said, "Qingcheng, I'll give you one more hour. Whether you have the marriage certificate or not, if you don't produce it in an hour, even if you do, it will be void!"

Ye Tianhao didn't want to drag this on forever; there had to be a time limit. Could they wait forever if she didn't produce the marriage certificate in a year?

"Father-in-law, an hour is too tight. I'll be generous; let's say two hours!" Guan Zhongyuan seriously said, "Qingcheng, see how much I care for you!"

"Get lost!" Ye Qingcheng snorted coldly, "One hour, just one hour!"

She didn't believe that Xiao Tianyu wouldn't be back so late.

Wow ha ha~

One more hour, and I'll be the legitimate husband! I'm rich, so rich... This is truly a disaster from heaven, no, a beautiful bride from heaven.

Look at that chest, 34D, no, it's got to be 36D. Tonight, I must measure it properly.

Guan Zhongyuan stared straight at the icy cold Ye Qingcheng in front of him. Such assets could really knock someone out, hehe~ but I like it.

"Where are your eyes wandering?" Ye Qingcheng snorted coldly.

"We're going to be a couple anyway. Won't you let me see them sooner or later?" Guan Zhongyuan grinned.

Ye Tianhao, beside them, was speechless. Seriously, this brat, I'm still here, okay?

"You're asking for death!" Ye Qingcheng yelled coldly.

Then, Ye Qingcheng, stepping on her high heels, walked to the wine rack and casually picked up a bottle of Romanée-Conti and approached Guan Zhongyuan.

Suddenly, Guan Zhongyuan was dumbfounded: "Wife… wife, calm down… calm down… that's tens of thousands in wine; I'll crash myself, isn't that enough?"

After he said that, seeing no reaction from Ye Qingcheng, Guan Zhongyuan swept his eyes around, picked up a stool, thinking it must not be too expensive.

"Xiao Guan, that's a rosewood stool; each is worth tens of thousands!"

"Ah~ that expensive?"

Guan Zhongyuan hurriedly put the stool down and picked up a chair.

"That's rosewood too!" Ye Tianhao said.

Hearing this, Guan Zhongyuan quickly put the chair down, intending to bump his forehead against the table.

"The table is also rosewood, worth even more!"

Guan Zhongyuan was completely stunned. I just want to ask, is there anything cheap here?

Right, that white liquor should be cheap, right? Guan Zhongyuan avoided Ye Qingcheng and walked to the wine rack. Just as he picked it up, Ye Tianhao said, "That's Moutai from '75!"

Pfft~

Guan Zhongyuan spit a mouthful of blood. Father-in-law, just tell me, what's the cheapest thing here?

Right, a vase. They're everywhere on the street, just over a hundred bucks.

However, just as Guan Zhongyuan picked up the vase, Ye Tianhao said, "That's an antique!"

"..." Guan Zhongyuan was completely speechless.

Bang~

Crack~

However, at this moment, Guan Zhongyuan was careless, and the Romanée-Conti in Ye Qingcheng's hand smashed onto his head, instantly smashing him silly, with stars spinning above his head.

"My sixty-eight thousand, gone…" Guan Zhongyuan looked at the wine spilled all over the floor, his heart aching; he hadn't even opened a bottle to celebrate earlier, saving on a bottle of wine worth over twenty dollars, only for Ye Qingcheng to smash it on his head now.

Sixty-eight thousand still?

Ye Tianhao swallowed and said, "Xiao Guan, your head is bleeding!"

"I know, but I'm still aching over the sixty-eight thousand!" Guan Zhongyuan said bitterly. In an hour, Ye Qingcheng would be his wife; he'd have half of everything here.

If only he'd known, he'd have brought back the big iron hammer. Guan Zhongyuan wanted to cry.

However, Ye Tianhao wanted to cry even more. Am I really going to push my daughter into a pit?

At this moment, Ye Tianhao, instead, hoped Ye Qingcheng could produce the marriage certificate, to prove she was married. At least, she wouldn't have to marry this ridiculously reckless man. Living with someone like this for a lifetime, it would be better to die.

But that was impossible; he had evidence showing Ye Qingcheng was single.

As for Ye Qingcheng, losing a bottle of Romanée-Conti didn't hurt at all, in fact, it was a relief. Someone like this deserved to be hit.

Just then, Guan Zhongyuan spoke: "Wife, if you want to hit me, you don't have to waste it like this. Next time… next time, I promise to bring a big iron hammer back. If you want, use the hammer, no need to waste."

Pfft~

Ye Qingcheng wanted to throw up. She had seen all sorts of people, but never someone like this. If she really married this jerk, she'd rather jump off a building and end it all.

Ye Qingcheng snapped, "Shut your mouth, who is your wife!"

"Not now, but in an hour, you will be. Or rather, in exactly forty-five minutes!"

"Keep dreaming!" Ye Qingcheng snapped fiercely. In forty-five minutes, she didn't believe Xiao Tianyu wouldn't show up.

"Wife, stop being stubborn. I've got all your background information figured out; you're not married at all!" Guan Zhongyuan said earnestly, holding his head.

Got it figured out?

Ye Qingcheng sneered inside. She had just gotten the marriage certificate this afternoon; how could they find that out?

So Ye Qingcheng said nothing, not wanting to talk to someone like him. She then walked on her high heels, click-clack, towards the bedroom. Once inside, she slammed the door shut and sat on the bed.

Watching Ye Qingcheng's back, Guan Zhongyuan said softly, "What's the point of all this?"

Time passed quickly, and soon half an hour had gone by. It was already dark, yet still no sign of Xiao Tianyu. Sitting in the bedroom, Ye Qingcheng was getting anxious, so she left the bedroom and went to the door, opening it and standing outside to wait.

Another ten minutes passed. In the long darkness, still no sign of Xiao Tianyu. Ye Qingcheng's face changed, damn it, you're married and still don't come home at night. What the heck are you doing? Are you out flirting again…

In her mind, Ye Qingcheng cursed Xiao Tianyu's ancestors constantly.

Achoo~

Walking down the street, Xiao Tianyu suddenly sneezed. Is some woman thinking about me? Could it be her? No way, that woman probably wants me dead.

Xiao Tianyu thought to himself as he looked at his watch; it was almost half-past seven. Where to stay tonight? Celestial Universe Hotel maybe? No, only a fool wouldn't go home when they have one.

With that in mind, Xiao Tianyu changed direction, heading toward Central Manor. Since he got married, it wouldn't be right not to go home.

Home, to Xiao Tianyu, always felt like a luxury.