In the banquet hall of the hotel...

Chris and Freya were the focus at the reception that night, so the guests were still excited after Brian left with Joanne.

The company anniversary had become a celebration for Chris and Freya's love. The flood of congratulations nearly drowned Freya.

Finally, she seized a chance to take a break. Freya breathed a sigh of relief as if she had just completed a major task and said, "I'm leaving, too."

Chris checked the time and said, "You can't leave now. How about in an hour?"

Freya used to be wayward, so Chris didn't expect her to agree to that. He even began thinking about how to explain it to the guests. However, Freya smiled and said, "Now that you've taken great pains to propose to me, I'll stay."

Actually, she knew that Chris couldn't leave that early.

Chris looked at her with smiling eyes, saying, "Come here."

Freya stepped closer to Chris, puzzled. He lowered his head and kissed her eyelids.

It seemed to be something common but it was enough to make Freya happy and moved.

She sweetly looked at Chris with deep love, thinking that the grievances and reproaches that she had borne when she had tried to woo him were all worth it at the moment.

Then Mr. Norris and Mrs. Norris walked over to them and handed Freya a small box.

"What's in it?" Freya opened it while laughing. "Is it a gift for me because you are glad that I was proposed to?"

Within the box was the residence booklet of the Norris Family instead of an expensive delicate gift.

Freya realized that this meant her parents had agreed to her and Chris's marriage.

She was so moved that she nearly burst into tears. She hugged her parents and said, "This is exactly what I've been looking forward to."

"It's the 20th tomorrow." Mrs. Norris's crow's feet deepened as she smiled. "I heard that harmony is popular among you youngsters, and '20' stands for 'loving you'. Why don't you go and get your marriage licenses tomorrow?"

"Mom..." Freya was amused and she said, "You're so funny. But why do you rush me into marriage?"

Indeed, Mrs. Norris cared about Freya and she was eager to see her daughter get married. However, she didn't expect her little girl to say that. When she was about to reprove Freya, Chris took the residence booklet and handed it to his assistant. Then he said, "Auntie, we will do as you wish."

Mrs. Norris laughed happily at once and said, "You're so nice! After you get your licenses, I'll cook for you two!"

Chris gave her a positive promise. Just then, Mr. Norris suddenly said, "Chris, come over here." His voice sounded quite serious.

Freya felt somewhat anxious while Chris behaved calmly and motioned for her to be at ease. Then he followed Mr. Norris to a corner with nobody there.

Mr. Norris finally spoke after a long silence. "Chris, I don't mind if you marry Freya and I'm very glad to be your uncle. What worries me is your father..."

"Uncle, Steven and I have broken off relations and he's unlikely to admit that I'm his son. It's none of his business if I marry Freya." After a pause, Chris added, "Actually, I'll marry Freya no matter if he agrees or not."

"Do you mean it?"

"My mother passed away 10 years ago and my hate for Steven has slipped from my memory. So, there's no need to worry," Chris said with calmness, as if Steven was a nobody.

Mr. Norris sighed and said, "Though he has announced his retirement, I will often encounter him since we are in the same business circle. With your words, I know what to do when I meet him." He patted Chris's shoulder as if to comfort him.

After all, it was more miserable for him to treat his father with hatred than lose his mother.

Mr. Norris was about to walk away as Chris stopped him. Chris said with some embarrassment, "Maybe it's too soon to talk about this. I will want two children if Freya agrees, and one of the kids' last names will be 'Norris'."

Mr. Norris felt surprised.

When they were young, they just had a daughter-Freya, because Mrs. Norris had been in poor health. He had been worried that no one could take over Norris Groups and he had felt helpless about the continuity of his lineal kinship.

However, before marrying Freya, Chris had already thought that over.

It was not that he was being considerate, but that he heartily cared about the Norris Family and Freya.

"Then I want to thank you," Mr. Norris smiled and said, "for caring about Freya so much, not for helping keep the continuity of the Norris Family's kinship. Now it turns out to be right that I agreed to your marriage that day."

Freya wondered what her father and Chris were talking about, so she repeatedly looked at them. Mrs. Norris couldn't help kidding her, "Are you missing him?"

Freya shrugged and said, "Yes. Just like you usually wait for my father at home!"

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Norris patted her daughter and said, "By the way, do you know why we brought the residence booklet with us here?"

Hearing that, Freya asked with curiosity, "Did you write the passwords of your bank cards on it?"

"Nonsense again!" Mrs. Norris poked Freya on the forehead and said, "That day Chris sent you home and played chess with your father in the study, they were talking about it. Your father and I didn't think that you will decline his proposal, so we brought it here."

Freya said, "... Mom, I'm your daughter."

"..." Mrs. Norris didn't know what to say.

Just then, Mr. Norris returned to them with Chris.

Mr. Norris was smiling with great joy. It seemed that he was at the peak of happiness. He put Freya's hand in Chris's and said, "Your mother and I should leave now. Maybe you will enjoy yourselves here late tonight. Just sleep at your apartment tonight since you'll be engaged tomorrow."

They all knew that Mr. Norris meant more than he had said.

Freya, who had been famous for her cheeky personality, felt embarrassed. She looked down and said, "Got it. Tell the driver to drive slowly on your way home."

Chris took his parents-in-law downstairs. After their car left the hotel, he went back to the banquet hall. He said a few words to Gavin and then walked over to Freya.

Freya had gotten herself ready for another round of a flood of congratulations. But Chris said to her in a low voice, "Be ready to leave."

"How?" Freya looked around, saying, "They won't let you go that early tonight." She just heard several guys talking about drinking Chris under the table...

Chris took Freya's hand and said, "That's why we can't stay."

Freya followed Chris out with doubt. All at once, someone took a cocktail glass from the waiter's tray and handed it to Chris. The man said, "Bridegroom, you can't leave tonight until you're drunk."

Chris smiled and toasted, while Gavin walked toward them, clapping. He said, "According to the custom, the bridegroom and the bride must play a game."

The rules were simple: 1. Chris needed to stand far away from Freya. 2. They would play rock-paper-scissors. 3. If Chris won, he would step forward; if Freya won, she would step backward and Chris would drink a glass of wine. 4. The game wouldn't end until Chris could reach Freya and hug her.

If Chris got drunk before he could reach Freya, he would have to accept a terrible prank.

Gavin snickered and said to Freya, "Dare to try?"

"Of course!" Freya ran to the banquet hall entrance and said, "Chris, I'll go home if you lose."

The gossipy crowd yelled again. Jack, as well as other gentlemen, cheered for Chris, as the ladies told Freya that the game could be easy if she looked closely.

Gavin, the judge, announced the start of the game.

In the first round, Freya threw "scissors" and Chris threw "rock".

The gentlemen got excited and cheered for Chris, while the ladies shouted across from them, "You have long legs. A long stride is not allowed, you have to take a normal step!"

Chris behaved gracefully and he made a step as the ladies had wished. Then came the second round.

Eight minutes later, Freya had stepped backward to outside the lift. There were only three meters left between Chris and her.

Freya felt anxious-she had almost lost all the rounds within the last few minutes as if Chris had seen through her, while she was still wondering what method Chris would use.

After another two rounds, there was only a step between them. Freya was likely to lose in the end.

The crowd around them became breathless with anxiety. Freya gritted her teeth and threw "paper" with her eyes closed. As for Chris... Wow, was that "rock"? She won!

However, from Chris's expression, Freya knew she hadn't won at all.

The gentlemen behind Chris showed regretful looks, while he just smiled as if already knowing he would lose.

Freya realized that Chris had intentionally done that.

She pretended that she would step backward, but at the last minute, she suddenly jumped onto Chris.

Chris didn't expect Freya to act that way, but he quickly reacted and hugged her at once. The crowd around them began to roar and yell.

He lowered his head and kissed Freya's lips.

That was exactly what the crowd was looking forward to, so they yelled more loudly, "Kiss for nine minutes and your love will last forever!"

Chris just ignored the crowd and held Freya in his arms, kissing her with deep love. Then the lift reached their floor, and he took Freya into it while kissing her.

The crowd had thought that Chris and Freya were overcome by their feelings. However, when the lift doors closed, they realized it and shouted, "They're leaving!"

They tried to stop them but it was too late. In the end, they could do nothing but watch Freya and Chris kissing and hugging each other in the lift.