Chapter 108: Shall We Get Married?!
Lin Lang held the shy Chu Yiren in a princess carry and mischievously replied, "Sister, why is your face so red?"
"A Lang, with you carrying me like this, how can I not be shy and blush?"
"Sister, relax a bit. I'm just carrying you to bed to give you a Traditional Chinese Medicine massage. Look how scared you are, you can't even breathe properly."
After Lin Lang finished speaking, he carefully and gently placed Chu Yiren on the spacious and comfortable hotel bed.
"A Lang, you're so naughty! You made my heart race and my cheeks flush crimson!"
Lin Lang replied with a feigned seriousness, "Although I'm not a true gentleman, I wouldn't go against sister's wishes. We'll start with the Traditional Chinese Medicine massage first."
Chu Yiren's face flushed after hearing this, and she softly said, "A Lang, what you mean is, after the Traditional Chinese Medicine massage, you have other ideas, right?"
Lin Lang, however, mischievously smiled and said, "Sister, you don't need to worry about me having ideas about you, so you should worry about yourself instead."
Upon hearing this, Chu Yiren's face showed a charming and captivating smile.
"Hmph, you little rascal, you're really thinking big. Do you truly have the ability to make sister willingly give herself to you?!"
Lin Lang's hands made a motion as if playing a piano.
"These pianist's hands are very comfortable for massage. We are deeply in love, and when passion runs high, anything is possible."
"Are you saying you can even play the piano on sister's beautiful back?"
Lin Lang's lips curled into a sly smile, and he winked as he replied, "Sister's back is so beautiful, it would be a shame not to use cupping on it!"
"A Lang, your smile, I can tell you're up to no good!"
"I don't want cupping on my back, it's just circles and circles, it looks absolutely hideous!"
Lin Lang pretentiously cracked his knuckles and said in all seriousness, "Yiren sister, please relax your body, gently lie on the soft bed, immerse yourself in comfortable enjoyment, and feel the warmth of my palms."
Chu Yiren, wearing a cool bikini swimsuit and draped in a white bath towel, gracefully lay on the hotel bed, closing her eyes contentedly and saying, "Sister only accepts proper SPA massages!"
"Your handsome and charming boyfriend will bring you an ultimate full-body massage."
"Every inch of sister's skin, from head to toe, is so beautiful!"
"I'm going to start giving sister a full-body massage now!"
Lin Lang sat by the bed, gently placing his hands on Chu Yiren's shoulders, tenderly kneading with moderate and just-right pressure, making Chu Yiren feel an indescribable comfort.
"How is it, sister?"
"Is my massage comfortable?"
Chu Yiren contentedly enjoyed Lin Lang's massage, closing her eyes and sweetly smiling, "Mmm~ It's very comfortable!"
"A Lang, your hands are big, it's so comfortable when you massage!"
"Then is my strength okay?"
Chu Yiren replied, "Very good! Hehe..."
Lin Lang joked, "My massage service is so good, Yiren sister, aren't you going to tip me?!"
Chu Yiren dotingly replied, "Then I'll tip you the big red Ferrari convertible I just got last month!"
"Sister truly lives up to her reputation as a trillionaire female tycoon, her generosity is truly extravagant!"
"A Lang, starting tomorrow, don't drive my sister-in-law's cheap Audi A6 anymore, it doesn't match your Grand Pianist's temperament."
Lin Lang laughed after hearing this, "I've had a bad stomach since I was little, and the doctor said I'm only suitable for eating soft rice. It seems even a pretty boy like me can't escape the 'true fragrant' law of eating soft rice."
"A Lang, you're quite good at beautifying yourself, using the term 'pretty boy' to replace 'kept man'."
"Sister, are you really taking me for a kept man?"
"I was just joking, I just feel bad that you've been so tired and exhausted these past few days with the funeral at home. How could I ask for a tip for massaging my girlfriend?"
Chu Yiren contentedly enjoyed Lin Lang's massage and replied, doting on him, "Whether you're a kept man or not doesn't matter. What matters is that sister isn't interested in other men, but only loves you."
"It's just an eight-million Ferrari, consider it a toy car from sister. Don't you little boys all like toy cars since you were young?"
"Sister, I'm already 22 years old, I've reached the age where I can register for marriage. Are you still spoiling me like a little boy?"
As Lin Lang spoke, he gently slid his fingertips across Chu Yiren's fragrant shoulders, sometimes pressing firmly, sometimes gently kneading. Each touch was like a spring breeze, taking away Chu Yiren's fatigue and tension.
"A Lang, you deliberately mentioned your age, that you can register for marriage. Are you trying to get married to me?"
"Yiren sister, you misunderstood, I just said it casually."
As the massage deepened, Chu Yiren lay on the soft bed, gradually relaxing her entire body. She slightly closed her eyes, enjoying this rare moment of comfort.
"The speaker has no intention, but the listener takes it to heart."
"A Lang, tomorrow is an auspicious day, shall we go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our marriage certificate?"
Lin Lang broke out in a cold sweat, thinking, "I haven't had enough fun yet! Giving up the entire forest for one tree at 22, isn't it too early to get married now?"
After that thought, Lin Lang found a random excuse and politely declined, "Yiren sister, you are a trillionaire female tycoon. With my current social status and wealth, marrying you would be a high climb, and people would gossip and point fingers behind our backs."
Chu Yiren, however, said indifferently, "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"
"I am the only male heir for five generations of the Lin Family. What if I become a son-in-law to the Chu Family? How would our Lin Family's genealogy be written then?"
Unexpectedly, Chu Yiren replied, "Sister doesn't need you to lower yourself to be a son-in-law. After I marry into your Lin Family, any children we have will take your surname. Do you still have an excuse not to marry me now?!"
Lin Lang's head buzzed after hearing this, and he racked his brains trying to find an excuse.
Chu Yiren, noticing Lin Lang's hesitation, said with some displeasure, "A Lang, you're making excuses and don't want to get married to me. Could it be that you, little rascal, don't want to marry me at all?"
Finding another excuse would be disingenuous, so Lin Lang could only bite the bullet and reply, "No way!"
"Sister is a celestial beauty, a trillionaire female tycoon. Her looks, figure, intelligence, education, family background, and ability are all perfect. She's simply a flawless goddess, and she's so gentle to me. How could I not want to marry you?"
"Marrying sister would make our Old Lin Family's ancestral graves smoke with good fortune. I'd wake up laughing in my dreams!"
Chu Yiren smiled gently after hearing this, and lying on the hotel bed, she sweetly asked, "You've finished your flattery, but you still haven't answered if you want to marry me?"
At this moment, Lin Lang felt like he was caught between a rock and a hard place, being roasted over a fire.
So, Lin Lang could only steel his heart and reply with feigned affection, "Marry!"
"Of course I'll marry you!"
"And I'll marry you with an eight-bearer sedan chair, a formal proposal, three letters and six rites, a phoenix coronet and robes of rank, and grandly bring Yiren sister home as my wife."
Chu Yiren was overjoyed after hearing this and said emotionally, "Then tomorrow morning, let's bring our household registration book and ID cards to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our marriage certificate!"
Lin Lang continued to find excuses to decline, "Wouldn't it be improper to get our marriage certificate before the three letters and six rites are completed?"
"A Lang, you're quite cunning. So, the eight-bearer sedan chair, formal proposal, three letters and six rites, all these elaborate plans, are you deliberately trying to delay marrying me?"
Lin Lang laughed awkwardly, "Sister, how could I deliberately delay marrying you?"
"I..."
"I just don't want to wrong you, I want to formally and grandly marry you into our family~"
"Sister, I am a woman of the new era, I don't need so many formalities. We'll have a Western-style wedding. Just tell me if you dare to accompany me to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow to get our marriage certificate?"
Lin Lang, being pushed to the limit for marriage, had nowhere left to retreat and could no longer find any excuses. He could only bite the bullet and reply, "I dare! Of course I dare!"
"Just as sister said, tomorrow morning we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our marriage certificate, I'm so happy!"
"Hehe..."
"Sister, we're about to get our marriage certificate, I'm simply too happy!" Lin Lang forced a happy, awkward laugh.
Chu Yiren, however, was filled with joy after hearing this and confirmed once more, "A Lang, do you truly want to marry me?"
Lin Lang was scared to death but could only swear, "Of course! Our marriage certificate is a lifelong matter, how could it be fake?!"
"Sister is the love of my life. To be able to marry you is simply burning high incense!"
Chu Yiren smiled contentedly after hearing this. Lin Lang had not failed her forced marriage test and had passed smoothly.
"Hehe..."
"A Lang, hearing you say that makes sister very happy. I can see that you truly want to marry me."
"Hehe..."
"Although sister wants to marry you right now, I'm very sorry! We cannot go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning to get our marriage certificate."
Lin Lang's eyes lit up after hearing this, but he feigned disappointment and asked, "Why?"
Chu Yiren sighed, "Because my father just passed away, and I need to observe three years of mourning according to the Chu Family's rules. That means I am not suitable for marriage within three years."
"Even if we don't have a formal wedding for now, I still need to observe mourning for at least one year before I can get our marriage certificate with you."
"A Lang, you're only twenty-two. Is it okay if we officially marry after sister observes three years of mourning?"
Lin Lang was secretly happy after hearing this. Only then did he realize that Chu Yiren was just feigning a forced marriage to test if he truly wanted to marry her.
Not having to give up the entire forest for one tree, Lin Lang's tightly strung heart finally relaxed, but he feigned disappointment and said, "Sister, how can you be like this?"
"I was so overjoyed, looking forward to going to the Civil Affairs Bureau with you tomorrow morning to get our marriage certificate, but then you suddenly tell me that I have to observe mourning for at least a year before we can get it. You made me happy for nothing."
Chu Yiren sat up from the bed, shaking Lin Lang's arm, and pouted, "Don't be angry, A Lang!"
"Sister shouldn't have played with you about our marriage, is it not enough that sister was wrong?" Chu Yiren coaxed Lin Lang with eyes full of love.
Lin Lang feigned displeasure, lowering his eyebrows and replying, "No!"
"I was all ready to marry sister with an eight-bearer sedan chair, but it turns out sister made me happy for nothing. You have to compensate me."
Chu Yiren smiled beautifully after hearing this and replied, doting on him, "Alright, alright, alright!"
"Sister will compensate you. I'll spend thirty-eight million on a luxurious detached villa with a swimming pool on the Bund by the Huangpu River, with full river views and no obstructions. That should be enough compensation, right?"
