After the party ended, He Yi and Zhong Tingyue returned home. He Yi chattered away like a lark, talking about her love with Wu Di, while Zhong Tingyue sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the TV, lost in her own world.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" At this moment, He Yi finally noticed her best friend's strange behavior. She tilted her head and looked at her: "You've been absent-minded all night. You haven't eaten much and haven't said much."

At this point, He Yi seemed to understand something, nudging Zhong Tingyue's shoulder with her own: "Oh, I know, you miss Chu Fang, tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to be such a fangirl..."

Upon hearing Chu Fang's name, Zhong Tingyue finally came to her senses a bit more. She turned to look at her best friend and asked softly, "He Yi, don't you think Chu Fang is a little different from ordinary people?"

Of course they're different, he's a billionaire... He Yi kept her thoughts to herself and said, "They both have two shoulders and one head, what's the difference?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Tingyue shook her head and said, "Go to sleep. I'll sit here for a while."

"That's weird." He Yi didn't think much of it and went to her bedroom.

In the living room, Zhong Tingyue stroked the tabby cat with one hand and gently rubbed the 'Dream Star' necklace with the other.

Suddenly a soft voice reached her ears. She immediately stood up, walked to the door, opened it, and just then saw Chu Fang returning home.

"Oh, it's already late at night, Ms. Zhong, you're still awake?" Chu Fang's already radiant face brightened even more when he saw Zhong Tingyue. "Would you like to come in and have a glass of water?"

Zhong Tingyue nodded.

As the two entered the room, Zhong Tingyue's previously fluctuating emotions calmed down immediately. Looking at her boyfriend busily working in the kitchen, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

She sipped her tea, not wanting to ask the question that was most pressing on her mind, and instead asked, "By the way, how's your friend's situation?"

"Perfect!" Chu Fang made a perfect gesture, then said slowly, "Wei Caixia and Rong Shunji have decided to register their marriage."

In the end, Rong Shunji couldn't let go of Wei Caixia. He discussed it with his parents, who talked with Wei Caixia for a long time. When they heard that Wei Caixia was willing to take on the 500,000 yuan debt on her own just to be with Rong Shunji, the two elders approved of their future daughter-in-law and agreed for their son's happiness.

Both sides reached a consensus and an agreement.

That concludes the matter.

After saying this, Chu Fang sat down next to Zhong Tingyue, fiddling with her delicate, fair hands: "Therefore, Boss Zhong, I need to ask for leave in a few days to attend my friend's wedding. I hope you will approve."

The couple should hold their wedding as soon as possible, including registration and the ceremony.

It could be considered a whirlwind marriage.

"Hmm... ...really give the woman's family 500,000?" Zhong Tingyue asked.

"That goes without saying, the woman's parents won't let them get married if they don't give them money."

Where did the money come from?

“They shared the burden,” Chu Fang replied.

Ultimately, the debt of 500,000 yuan was not borne by Wei Caixia alone, but rather split equally between the two of them.

To be fair, Wei Caixia's actions were truly touching. She was more courageous than Rong Shunji and was willing to selflessly sacrifice for their relationship.

Of course, the two of them eventually repaid the money together, and the amount repaid was definitely not that detailed, but it at least shows that Wei Caixia is a good woman, especially in this era when bride price is paramount.

Despite her seemingly timid demeanor, Wei Caixia exudes a steadfast and persistent radiance.

"I'm asking, who paid for that 500,000? Didn't you say his parents couldn't afford that much money?"

Chu Fang said in a serious tone, "I lent it to them."

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Zhong Tingyue's eyes: "Really?"

"The truth won't lie, I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean, I'm a tycoon." Chu Fang patted his chest, having finished showing off, and nodded to Zhong Tingyue: "Believe your brother?"

"letter!"

Hearing this, Chu Fang looked at his girlfriend with some surprise: "You didn't believe it before?"

"Now that I believe you, are you really going to give me a dowry of 500 million?"

"Of course! A gentleman's word is his bond." After saying this, Chu Fang narrowed his eyes into slits, lowered his voice, and said in a lewd tone, "Anytime tonight is fine."

Zhong Tingyue stood up and gently patted his shoulder: "Goodnight, Makka Pakka."

Goodnight, Usilisi.

Goodnight, you useless little piece of trash.

“... ..."

When it comes to dirty jokes, Chu Fang is far inferior to Zhong Tingyue.

... ...

Moon Room Studio.

Chu Fang continued to slack off as usual, and even fell asleep at his workstation.

Zhong Tingyue stared at her boyfriend. She used to think that Chu Fang was carefree and lived life to the fullest, but now she felt that her guess had become a reality.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Sister Zhong, your eyes are practically glued to that scumbag. Don't you even know how to control yourself?" Jiang Wenzhen slapped the table, making a crisp sound. "Aren't you going to keep an eye on Chu Fang? Sleeping during work hours is simply outrageous."

"Do you think Chu Fang has a certain quality, hmm..." Zhong Tingyue stroked her chin thoughtfully, as if organizing her thoughts: "Hmm... like that rich second generation, carefree, generous, unhurried, without any worries about money, living a carefree life, even to the point of being lazy."

“Him?” Jiang Wenzhen turned around and looked at Chu Fang, who was sleeping soundly, and shook her head: “What makes him seem like a rich person? Which rich person doesn’t exude arrogance and domineering attitude? They look at people with their chins. And rich second-generation kids spend their days in bars, dance halls, KTVs, with models and yachts, living a life of luxury. It’s practically a life of immortals.”

There's no time to come to work; working is a privilege the rich can't take away from the poor.

Zhong Tingyue stroked her chin: "That makes sense."

The chubby Cai Guan walked past, paused for a moment, then quietly moved away and sat down at his workstation. Just then, Chu Chu Fang woke up and stretched, saying, "Ah, sleeping in the office is so comfortable, much more comfortable than sleeping in bed."

Especially when you earn a pittance while sleeping, the feeling is incredibly comfortable, like you're getting your boss's salary for free.

Oh, wait, my boss is my girlfriend, so wouldn't that mean I'd be getting myself for free...?

I need to work hard from now on and stop being so lazy... Chu Fang lay on the table, looking sleepy.

"Brother Chu..."

The chubby boy's voice reached his ears, and he subconsciously replied, "Mm."

Cai Guan hesitated, opened his mouth as if to say something, but after thinking for a moment, he finally closed his mouth and shook his head: "Nothing, nothing."

"Tch!" Chu Fang said casually before falling asleep, "Even if the sky falls, don't disturb my sleep."

This must be more serious than the sky falling down for you... ...the chubby boy thought to himself.