It's already late October, and the temperature in Shanghai has dropped, making for pleasant weather.

Early in the morning, Chu Fang got up, watched the sun rise, stretched, and then started cooking.

Midway through, Zhong Tingyue walked in sleepily, slumped onto the sofa in a daze, and fell into a half-awake state. When breakfast was ready, she opened her bright eyes.

Chu Fang was speechless at this.

After breakfast, Zhong Tingyue went home to wash up quickly, and the two of them walked hand in hand to the studio.

We arrived at the studio.

"Oh, so-and-so has finally arrived. I thought so-and-so wasn't coming anymore." Jiang Wenzhen, the receptionist, greeted Chu Fang with a strange tone, crossing her arms and adopting a pitiful posture as she spoke to Zhong Tingyue.

"Sister Zhong, I don't care, Chu Fang has been on leave for several days. You must deduct his salary. You can't bend the law for personal gain."

Zhong Tingyue replied earnestly, "There's something going on in Chu."

After saying that, Zhong Tingyue went straight inside.

"Corrupt official!" Jiang Wenzhen said indignantly, staring at the beautiful figure.

Chu Fang glanced at the time, 8:52. Not in a hurry to clock in, he leaned against the front desk and said, "Jiang Wenzhen, why are you targeting me like this? Do you like me? Don't like me, it won't work out."

"Oh right, I like it when your face is all blue." Jiang Wenzhen rolled her eyes, then paused, looking Chu Fang up and down: "But you do seem a bit more handsome than you were a few days ago, did you get plastic surgery?"

As if remembering something, her eyes filled with gossip, she stretched her neck and lowered her voice a few decibels: "Did you and Sister Zhong... you know... you two... like fire and wood, like dry wood and fire, nourished by love, you've become even more handsome."

Chu Fang gently tugged at the corner of his mouth.

They were all people of the martial world, so he naturally understood the meaning behind the words.

He hasn't even managed to bite his lips yet...

Chu Fang gave Jiang Wenzhen a mysterious look that said, "Guess for yourself," before walking to the door and clocking in for work.

When he got to his workstation, the chubby Cai Guan was already there, sitting at his desk working. Upon seeing him, he greeted him, "Good morning, Brother Chu."

"Hello."

The chubby Cai Guan, focused on his work, glanced at Chu Fang and asked softly, "Brother Chu, has Auntie left?"

"Um."

"Um..." The chubby boy pondered for a few seconds, "Brother Chu, has Auntie discovered what you and Sister Zhong are hiding?"

"When did you become so gossipy?" Chu Fang glanced at him, but replied, "You've given yourself away."

"Oh." Upon hearing this, the chubby boy nodded, crossed his legs, and leaned back.

Chu Fang tilted his head: "Why do you look so smug, like your guess has been confirmed?"

"No, no." Cai Guan shook his head. "I don't know anything. I was just asking."

“... ..."

A strange little fat boy.

Chu Fang wanted to ask more questions, but gave up because he had more important things to do. He took out a few tissues and went to the toilet. Once there, he took out an air freshener, sprayed it on, and the odor disappeared. Then he sat on the toilet and fiddled with his phone.

Half an hour passed in a flash.

Back in his office, he picked up his cup and got some hot water from the tea dispenser. Afterward, feeling he didn't want any more hot water, he ordered milk tea for all his colleagues. A little while later, he went downstairs to pick up the milk tea delivery...

Before I knew it, it was time to leave work.

"See you tomorrow, Brother Chu," Cai Guan said.

"See you tomorrow." Chu Fang could finally watch anime openly. He closed the work window, leisurely swung his legs, and muttered to himself, "Sigh, a day of work has exhausted me."

Zhong Tingyue's cool voice reached his ear: "Have you worked diligently all day?"

"A sarcastic remark?" Chu Fang turned to look at his girlfriend, his eyes filled with disbelief. "I'm the most dedicated person in our studio."

"... " Zhong Tingyue's lips twitched noticeably. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "Today you went to the toilet three times, drank six or seven glasses of water, used a Bluetooth mouse, connected the mouse to your phone, and used the mouse to control the phone to play games and watch videos in picture-in-picture mode..."

Zhong Tingyue meticulously listed Chu Fang's numerous crimes, and at the end, she exclaimed with admiration, "Your slacking-off skills have reached a high level."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Zhong."

I'm not complimenting you.

"I will continue to work hard."

“... ..."

What a shameless man!

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes, too lazy to argue with this 'master of slacking off', then took his hand and the two left the studio together.

As I stepped out of the office building, the sun was already setting.

Zhong Tingyue gazed at the beautiful scenery and exclaimed, "The sunset is truly stunning."

"Indeed," Chu Fang agreed.

Since the two started dating, Zhong Tingyue's overtime work has not been as crazy as before, often working until 11 or 12 at night. Now she goes to get off work and leaves work on time every day.

Even if I have a job, I do it at home.

She wanted to accompany Chu Fang to and from get off work and experience the joys of being in love.

The two walked home slowly, and Zhong Tingyue said, "Why don't you quit your job? It'll save you from the exhaustion of slacking off."

He paused, then continued, "The studio is doing much better than I expected. We have many clients coming in, and it's on an upward trend. I think we'll be profitable soon. I'll try to save enough money to buy a house in Shanghai before I turn thirty, and you can just stay home and rest..."

Seeing Chu Fang's cautious and slacking manner, Zhong Tingyue felt both annoyed and amused, and also felt particularly guilty.

She blamed herself for not providing a good environment for her boyfriend.

"So you want to keep me as a sugar daddy?" Chu Fang tilted his head.

“It’s not about being kept, but rather the man taking care of the home and the woman taking care of external affairs,” Zhong Tingyue replied.

"Actually, staying at home all the time is really boring. On the contrary, slacking off at work is the ultimate pleasure. It not only kills the time but also earns my own salary without even realizing it, thus exploiting the capitalists' profits. It's a win-win situation. I'm not tired at all; on the contrary, I'm extremely happy."

Chu Fang's university internship involved staying at home for less than half a year. He became extremely bored and decided to go to work, which led to his encounter with Zhong Tingyue.

Zhong Tingyue twitched the corner of her mouth: "The capitalist you're talking about is me."

"Hehe..." Chu Fang finally remembered who the studio owner was and gave an awkward smile.

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes, looking quite charming.

Since Chu Fang had his own ideas, she didn't delve into it further. As long as Chu Fang was happy, she was happy too.

The two slowly made their way home, first going to the market to buy groceries before heading home.

Chu Fang did not go back to his own home, but went to the neighbor's house, rested for a while, and then washed vegetables and cooked.

Because he can cook, and there are two beautiful women next door who never lift a finger, he cooks at Zhong Tingyue's house every night, and has almost become Zhong Tingyue and He Yi's private chef.