Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang hugged Chu Yiren tightly and whispered in her ear: "Wife, I dream of sleeping in the same bed with you. Besides, we will sleep in the same bed sooner or later."

Chu Yiren's cheeks turned even redder. She reached out and gently punched Lin Lang's chest. "Humph, we haven't even got the marriage certificate yet, who wants to sleep in the same bed with you?"

Lin Lang's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Then we will sleep together tonight and get our marriage certificate in Sakura Country tomorrow. Honey, you can stay in my room overnight and don't go back to your presidential suite, okay?"

Chu Yiren was not fooled after hearing this. She poked Lin Lang's forehead with her finger and pouted her lips and complained: "Hey, you are playing tricks on me again, right?"

Lin Lang pretended to be wronged and replied: "No, dear, why do you say that?"

Chu Yiren replied: "Although according to the Sakura National Law, whether or not you are a citizen of Sakura Country, you can register your marriage in Sakura Country as long as you meet the requirements, but tomorrow is the weekend and the Tokyo City Hall will be closed."

The city hall in Sakura Country is similar in function to the Civil Affairs Bureau in Summer Country, which handles marriage registrations.

Lin Lang's trick was discovered, and he smiled awkwardly and lied, "Oh, honey, how could I forget that tomorrow is the weekend? Then we can go to Tokyo City Hall on Monday to get the marriage certificate!"

Chu Yiren raised her head, looked at Lin Lang with her big watery eyes, chuckled and said, "You are really cunning!"

Lin Lang asked in a guilty conscience: "Wife, you always yell that you want me to get a marriage certificate with you. Now I really want to get a marriage certificate with you, why are you still accusing me of playing tricks?"

Chu Yiren snorted after hearing this: "Because you want to get a marriage certificate with me in Sakura Country, why don't you dare to get a marriage certificate with me in China?"

Lin Lang replied perfunctorily: "Isn't it the same wherever you get the marriage certificate? Besides, wouldn't it be more fashionable to get a foreign marriage certificate?"

Chu Yiren pouted playfully and said sarcastically, "How can it be the same?"

"If citizens of Xia Country obtain a marriage certificate in Sakura Country and want to be protected by Xia Country's laws, they need to go through a very troublesome notarization and certification procedure, otherwise it will be considered invalid after returning home."

What Chu Yiren said was right. If a citizen of Xia country obtains a marriage certificate in Sakura country and wants to be protected by Xia country's laws, he or she needs to have the marriage certificate notarized by an international notary agency in Sakura country, then send it to Sakura country's Ministry of Foreign Affairs for certification, and finally go to Xia country's embassy or consulate abroad for certification.

If these certification procedures are not completed, Xiaguo will not recognize its legal effect.

After Lin Lang's trick was completely exposed, he argued that he didn't know anything about it: "Wife, I don't understand what you are talking about. I was thinking of getting a foreign marriage certificate to look more fashionable!"

"Hmph, stop pretending to be stupid with me, do you think I can't see through your little tricks?"

"You're just trying to find an excuse to let me stay in your room overnight, but you're using tricks to circumvent the legal constraints of marrying me, aren't you?"

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Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Lang quickly hugged Chu Yiren tightly and said with a smile: "My dear, you misunderstood. I just had a sudden thought of getting a marriage certificate in Sakura Country. I didn't think about it that much."

Chu Yiren sneered in Lin Lang's arms: "Do you think I'm easy to fool, like those worthless, vulgar women who can be easily tricked into bed by you?"

Lin Lang's eyes dodged and he chuckled twice.

"How could that be? I just wanted to spend more time with you so much that I couldn't help but say that I wanted you to stay in my room."

"Wife, don't you want to fall asleep sweetly in my arms?"

Chu Yiren wanted to do it, but she pretended to be reserved and replied, "No, it's not good if you hug me to sleep. It's not me sleeping, but you sleeping with me."

Lin Lang pretended to look at Chu Yiren pitifully and said affectionately: "Wife, I promise not to cross the line tonight. I will just hug you to sleep. How about that?"

Chu Yiren hesitated for a moment, and seeing Lin Lang's pitiful appearance, she felt a little soft-hearted, but still blushed as she politely refused.

"Not so good. You still have to play against Sato Masano in the finals tomorrow. What if you can't help but hug me to sleep and I get the upper hand from you? What if you become exhausted and lose the China-Japan Sanda Championship the next day?"

Lin Lang gently stroked Chu Yiren's hair, with a sly look in his eyes, but pretending to be affectionate, he said softly: "Dear, I just want you to sleep next to me on the eve of this crucial Sanda finals and absorb your strength."

"I will definitely focus on the finals and set my self-control level to the highest level. I will never let my impulse make a mistake. Do you really not trust me?"

As he spoke, Lin Lang's hand slowly slid down, held Chu Yiren's hand, and squeezed it slightly, as if to convey his urgency and sincerity.

Chu Yiren couldn't help laughing, and replied with a hint of joking: "Alang, you are really good at telling lies with your eyes open. I will not be fooled by you."

"The way you look at me right now, your possessiveness is so strong that it's almost overflowing. How can you control it by hugging me while sleeping?"

"Oh, my dear, why are you so stubborn?"

"Forget it, forget it. I have no choice but to use my ultimate move." Lin Lang raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly.

Chu Yiren asked curiously, "What's the ultimate move?"

"Wife, I will use the tens of billions of yen I earned from the Sakura Country futures market tonight as a dowry for you."

"Such a generous gift is enough to show my sincerity to you, and the heaven and earth can bear witness to it. With such sincerity, my wife, you can stay and sleep with me, okay?"

Chu Yiren raised her eyebrows slightly, showing disdain, and snorted coldly: "Alang, a few hundred billion yen is only a few billion Chinese currency."

"Do you think I would be interested in this little gift?"

"Humph, I don't even want a cent of the 30% futures profit you promised to give me. I just want to go back to my presidential suite and have a good rest."

"Tomorrow morning, remember to transfer the 100 billion yen you borrowed from our Tokyo Japan branch back to the Tokyo branch account. I'm leaving now. Good night."

Chu Yiren gently broke free from Lin Lang's arms, raised her beautiful little face coldly and arrogantly, and was about to leave in her high heels.

Seeing this, Lin Lang hurriedly stepped forward, opened his arms to block Chu Yiren's way, his eyes full of anxiety and unwillingness.

"Wife, don't leave in such a hurry!"

"Giving you tens of billions of yen as a gift is just a token of my appreciation. The amount of money is not important. What's important is that it represents how much I cherish you."

"On the eve of this big competition, I am filled with nervousness and anxiety. Only with you by my side can I calm down. If you leave like this, I will definitely have a sleepless night and will definitely lose the competition tomorrow. Can you really bear it?"

Chu Yiren gently stroked Lin Lang's handsome cheek and replied emotionally: "Husband, you misunderstood me. I don't dislike the small betrothal gift you gave me. I don't need you to give me a betrothal gift!"

"As long as you register your marriage with me, I will give you the entire Truman Group as a dowry."

"All my wealth will be given to you as a dowry. My virginity will be yours sooner or later. Why are you so impatient?"

When Lin Lang heard Chu Yiren's words, he was slightly startled, "My dear, how could I be so impatient? I just can't help wanting to be with you all the time."

Chu Yiren stood on tiptoe slightly and gave Lin Lang a goodnight kiss on the cheek.

"Good night, husband. Go to bed early tonight. Don't try to make money in the futures market. Lack of rest will affect your performance in the Sanda finals tomorrow."

After saying that, the beautiful Chu Yiren turned and left.

Lin Lang looked at Chu Yiren's back as she left the presidential suite, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he thought: "Miss Chu is really hard to trick. It seems that... only sincerity can break her."

After reading it, Lin Lang said sweetly: "Good night, my dear. I love you!"

After Chu Yiren left the presidential suite, Lin Lang turned around and sat back in front of the computer desk. His eyes regained their former unruly and casual look, and he continued to "cut leeks" in the futures market of Sakura Country.

In this treacherous futures market, Lin Lang relied on the system's precise prompts, his fingers jumping lightly on the keyboard, operating like a tiger, and planning short-term transactions.

Funds flowed like a tide under Lin Lang's control. Short-term futures transactions were successfully completed and the numbers in the account soared like a rocket.

As the night session was about to close, Lin Lang had already successfully earned 500 billion yen in profits.

According to the exchange rate of the day, 500 billion yen can be exchanged for 38.5 billion Chinese yuan.

Looking at the astonishing profit figures, Lin Lang's mouth curled up slightly with a satisfied smile, and then he fell asleep peacefully. After all, the 75kg final of the "China-Japan Sanda King Championship" is waiting for him tomorrow.

In a blink of an eye, the next day arrived.

In the Tokyo Gymnasium in the morning, tens of thousands of spectators poured into it like a tide, filling every seat. The scene was packed and lively.

The much anticipated "China-Japan Sanda King Finals" is about to kick off.

The first to take the stage was the 65kg Sanda finals, and the atmosphere in the arena was instantly ignited with shouts and cheers interweaving into one.

The event will be broadcast live simultaneously by Tokyo TV and Haihai TV. Domestic TV viewers and boxing fans can also watch the event live.

The pre-match weigh-in session for the contestants is omitted.

In the backstage preparation area, the air before the finals seemed to be condensed with a tense atmosphere.

The finalists of the two countries are actively warming up and preparing for the competition, trying to get themselves into the best competitive state in this tense atmosphere.

Lin Lang was seen standing in the corner of the backstage, wearing a pair of black combat shorts. The shorts fit his tight leg lines, highlighting the agility and strength of his body.

Lin Lang was shirtless, his chest muscles were broad and firm, his abdominal muscles were distinct and as hard as if carved by a knife, and the muscles in his arms and legs had smooth lines. His powerful muscles glowed slightly under the light, forming a sharp contrast with his handsome face like a pale scholar.

Chu Yiren was massaging Lin Lang's muscles to relax them, with a look of concern and a hint of nervousness in her eyes. She had confidence in Lin Lang's ability, but she was also nervous about the upcoming competition.

Lin Lang, on the other hand, was concentrating calmly and making final mental adjustments for the upcoming competition.

At this time, a dozen staff members of the Sato Fighting Club, surrounded the boxer Sato Masano and his brother and coach Sato Masashi, and walked past Lin Lang with a sense of oppression.

When Sato Masano passed by Lin Lang, he cast a sharp look at him, which was full of ferocity and malice, just like a hungry wolf in the wilderness staring at its prey. The murderous aura seemed to want to tear Lin Lang into pieces on the ring.

As the K-1 free-fighting champion, Sato Masayuki has arrogance written all over his face.

Sato Masayuki raised his head, took big strides arrogantly, and looked straight past Lin Lang who was preparing for the competition, as if Lin Lang was not worth wasting a single glance on.

Sato Masayuki's arrogant and contemptuous attitude made Chu Yiren very unhappy.

Lin Lang also keenly captured all of this. He raised his head slightly and looked back with a firm gaze. The moment he looked at Sato Masano provocatively, the fighting spirit of the two opponents in the final was instantly ignited at the same time.

A thrilling war that concerns national honor and personal dignity is about to begin, and the smell of gunpowder in the air at this moment is just a prelude to the war.

This atmosphere of tension and provocation, like an invisible hand, tightly grasped Lin Lang's heart, making him eager to step onto the ring and rub Sato Masano against the ring, beating him so hard that even his own brother couldn't recognize him.