The Young Master Storms the City

"I'm here to cancel our engagement."

At the door of the rented house, Ning Fan stared at the woman who had suddenly appeared, momentarily stunned.

The woman introduced herself as Su Qingcheng, from Capital City, beautiful, tall, elegant, and sexy.

As soon as she spoke, she said a bunch of strange things, claiming that twenty years ago, their elders had arranged a marriage between them, but now the Su Family had become a powerful household in Capital City, while the Ning Family remained common folk in a county city, clearly not of the same world.

Therefore, she wanted Ning Fan to hand over the marriage certificate so they could dissolve the engagement.

"This marriage, you have to cancel it, whether you want to or not!"

Su Qingcheng tilted her chin up, her gaze proud and icy.

Ning Fan initially thought he had encountered a con woman, but when he went back to his room to check, he actually unearthed a cowhide paper bag from beneath a pile of discarded papers propping up the bed.

On it, written in crooked handwriting, were the Roman letters 'mar-riage ', which were his penmanship from when he was five or six years old.

If there really was such a marriage certificate, it would be inside this bag.

"The marriage certificate you want should be inside this."

Carrying the cowhide paper bag, Ning Fan stepped outside, always having thought it was a toy given to him by his mother in childhood, therefore, he had never opened it over the years.

Immediately, Su Qingcheng's breath hitched, and she couldn't help but urge anxiously, "Quick, give me the marriage certificate. Just return it and annul our engagement, and you can have as much money as you want."

Ning Fan frowned at Su Qingcheng and said displeasedly, "Miss Su, did I say I wanted your money?"

"You don't want to annul the engagement? I understand, everyone has a price. Just name it, one million? Ten million? A hundred million? We can even go higher!"

Su Qingcheng sneered confidently.

"Miss Su, don't think everyone is solely interested in money. No matter how rich your Su Family is, I'm not interested. I was using this marriage certificate to prop up my bed; since you want it so badly, take it."

Ning Fan's impression of Su Qingcheng grew worse. After he coldly finished speaking, he threw the cowhide paper bag her way.

"You're... just giving it to me like this?"

Su Qingcheng caught the cowhide paper bag with both hands, stunned.

"What else? Were you expecting me to wait for a billion?"

Ning Fan said sarcastically.

"Then... I'll return this ring to you, as it was left by your mother as a token when she came to my house for the engagement. It's to prove the marriage contract. Now that you've agreed to annul the engagement, the Jade ring should go back to you. It's only right that we square all accounts," Su Qingcheng hurriedly took out a Jade ring and handed it to Ning Fan, scared he might change his mind.

"We owe each other nothing."

Ning Fan took the Jade ring and put it on his finger.

Since it belonged to his missing mother, it was naturally right for him to take it back.

"By the way, Miss Su, to be honest with you, I've already had a girlfriend for quite some time. Today is the day I'm proposing to her. Now that I'm done annuling our engagement with you, I'm ready to start a new life."

"My girlfriend is ten times, a hundred times better than a woman like you who only knows about money!"

"That's all, goodbye."

"No, let's not meet again."

After finishing coldly, Ning Fan picked up a bouquet of flowers and then, with a 'bang,' shut the door and left downstairs without looking back.

Today, his girlfriend Pan Ting had already booked a hotel room and called him to meet there, saying she had a surprise waiting for him... Ning Fan decided that today was the day he would propose to Pan Ting!

In the three years they had been in love, Pan Ting had never let Ning Fan touch her, but this time she took the initiative to invite him to the hotel, prompting an eager anticipation in his mind... for the wonderful things that were about to happen.

He had even taken the care to shower three times in preparation!

As for that Su Qingcheng who came to annul the engagement, she could roll as far away as possible!

...

After Ning Fan left, Su Qingcheng was a bit dazed, her face somewhat unsightly.

She had thought that this fiancé she had never met would either refuse to annul the engagement, clinging to her and the Su Family, or he would ask for exorbitant conditions and financial compensation…

But she hadn't expected this man was different from her expectations.

He actually agreed so readily and returned the marriage certificate to her?

With an attitude as if he held no regard for her whatsoever?

And he already had a girlfriend?

A hundred times better than herself?

Hah.

As the lady of the Capital City's Su Family, Su Qingcheng boasted the finest looks, figure, and temperament, the goddess of countless men's dreams, always pursued by numerous wealthy heirs. When had she ever been treated like this?

She couldn't help but feel a hint of indignation, defiance, and disdain rising within her.

After descending the stairs, she returned to the Bentley with the Capital City license plate parked by the roadside and opened the cowhide paper bag containing the marriage certificate.

Then, her beautiful eyes instantly widened in shock.

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Indeed, inside that brown paper bag was a marriage contract.

But there wasn't just one marriage contract—there were a total of nine!

Aside from her own, there were eight other contracts, all between Ning Fan and various women!

What gives Ning Fan the right!!

Su Qingcheng instinctively wanted to chase after Ning Fan, return the other eight marriage contracts to him, and then thoroughly question him.

But on second thought, why should she run after him eagerly to return them when he had treated her so poorly?

"Hmph, let him come begging to me."

Su Qingcheng huffed and began to carefully examine the remaining eight marriage contracts.

"What?"

Suddenly, her beautiful eyes widened again, filled with disbelief.

On one of the marriage contracts, she saw a familiar name, Xu Yourong.

Xu Yourong, that's her best friend, as well as the most beautiful woman in River City.

Su Qingcheng had three things to do when she came to River City: first, to break off her engagement with Ning Fan; second, to treat her best friend Xu Yourong's illness; the third thing was...

Now, she had never imagined that her best friend Xu Yourong would also be Ning Fan's fiancée!

What virtues and abilities does he, Ning Fan, have?

Damn it!

Could it be that the girlfriend Ning Fan just mentioned he was going to propose to was Xu Yourong?

No, she must not let Ning Fan succeed!

Boom—

The sound of the accelerator roared as the Bentley surged away.

...

Twenty minutes later, at the door of a hotel room.

"Young Master Wang, the door isn't closed yet..."

"What's there to be afraid of? It's more thrilling this way!"

Ning Fan couldn't believe the scene before him: his girlfriend Pan Ting was almost naked, kneeling in front of a man who was also wearing very little clothing, pandering to him...

"Pan Ting! What are you doing?"

Ning Fan kicked open the slightly ajar door with his foot, roaring loudly, his eyes bloodshot, his heart bleeding.

Pan Ting and the man were startled, and upon realizing it was Ning Fan, the panic on their faces faded, replaced by disdain.

"Ning Fan, are you stupid? You can see what's happening, yet you still ask what I'm doing with Young Master Wang? I'm doing... what I love doing with Young Master Wang. Does that answer satisfy you?"

Pan Ting said shamelessly as she stood up to get dressed.

"Why? Why? You were the one who told me to come to the hotel to find you, saying you would give me a surprise! Is this the surprise you wanted to give me?"

"For three years of dating, you never let me touch you, but here you are so cheap in front of this man! Why, why must you treat me this way?"

Ning Fan yelled until he was hoarse.

"You're right, this is the surprise I wanted to give you today! You think you, a loser, have the right to touch me? Don't daydream! I called you here today to settle things!"

"You're nothing but a poor, penniless nobody, while Young Master Wang has a noble identity and a glorious family background. With just a flick of his finger, he can move more money than you could ever earn in your lifetime! Only Young Master Wang could be my man!"

"You have been my obedient dog for three years, and you should be content! From now on, you have no right to be my dog anymore! Because, I'm about to marry Young Master Wang!"

"From now on, stay as far away from me as possible and never show up in front of me again! Because every time I see you, I feel disgusted!"

Pan Ting walked up to Ning Fan with an arrogant tilt of her chest.

"How could this... happen..."

Ning Fan smiled wryly. Thinking back to what he had said to Su Qingcheng half an hour ago, he found it all... incredibly ironic.

He really was blind to have thought Pan Ting was different from those women who only cared for money, a good woman...

At that moment, Young Master Wang had also dressed and came over, stretching out his hand to Ning Fan mockingly: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Wang Guanxi. You must be Ning Fan, right? Tingting talks about you quite often."

"I heard in the dead of night, with just one phone call from Tingting, you would run from the south of the city to the north, just to buy her a serving of crayfish..."

"Heard Tingting wanted the latest fruit phone, and you survived on steamed buns for two months, saving your salary to buy it for her? Why didn't you just sell your kidney?"

"Oh right, there was one time, during a torrential downpour, Tingting asked you to buy her a box of contraceptives and deliver it to her home, claiming that it was for her menstrual cramps and contraceptives would alleviate the pain. You actually believed it and bought it for her in the pouring rain! Do you know why Tingting took the medicine but didn't let you in? Because at that time, I was lying on Tingting's big bed! Hahaha! You fool..."

Wang Guanxi said, unable to hold back his laughter.

"You son of a bitch! I'll kill you!"

Quivering with rage, Ning Fan could no longer hold back. With a roar, he threw a fierce punch at Wang Guanxi's face.

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