All morning, Zhong Tingyue was building up her mental defenses for losing weight and cheering herself on for the rest of her diet.

Lunch was another very simple meal: whole wheat rice, steamed chicken breast, stir-fried bean sprouts and spinach, seasoned only with olive oil and salt, that was it.

She ate those three dishes with almost gritted teeth. Facing Chu Fang's ambiguous smile, she forced them down. After finishing, she still said with her neck stiff, "Delicious! A thousand times, ten thousand times better than your braised pork ribs, stir-fried pork, and crispy fried fish."

"Yes, yes, you're right."

She's already like this, what else can Chu Fang say but go along with her?

“... ..."

After lunch, seeing that the weather was nice outside, Zhong Tingyue pulled Chu Fang outside to ride bicycles.

Today the sun shines brightly, the sky is clear and blue, and the brilliant light shines on me, making me feel exceptionally comfortable.

The two rode shared bicycles leisurely around.

As the Spring Festival draws to a close, migrant workers are returning to Shanghai, and the city is bustling and lively once again.

To lose weight, Zhong Tingyue rode very fast, her legs flying, her long hair flowing in the wind, like a fairy. As the bike passed by, it left a fresh fragrance. Her face was expressionless, cold and aloof, like an iceberg. But every now and then she would turn around and look at Chu Fang, and that cold face would suddenly break open, revealing a faint smile.

Chu Fang had to admit that he seemed to be unable to live without Zhong Tingyue.

She always put on a cold, aloof attitude towards strangers, as if they owed her millions, but when she looked at Chu Fang, her eyes were filled with deep tenderness.

He simply couldn't resist this double standard.

None of my family members understand.

She's so good at manipulating me.

The two rode bicycles around Shanghai until nightfall before returning home.

Seeing his girlfriend grit her teeth and finish her bland dinner again, Chu Fang couldn't help but laugh.

Zhong Tingyue took out a yoga mat, sat on it, and slowly practiced the yoga poses she saw on TV. Although her form wasn't perfect, she still managed to do the poses correctly.

Lily, squatting to the side, saw her owner kneeling with her buttocks raised, her posture graceful and beautiful, and she copied her.

Chu Fang retorted, "Lily learns faster than you, Ms. Zhong, you should give up."

"Meow!!!"

Before Zhong Tingyue could speak, Lily bent over and yelled at Chu Fang, her voice full of threat.

“... ..."

Ugh, how do I kill a cat? Need help!

... ...

In the dead of night, a light pierced the darkness, and Zhong Tingyue sat up abruptly, rubbing her stomach: "I'm so hungry."

Okay, she admits she was arrogant.

I couldn't get used to the bland food, so much so that in the middle of the night, my stomach would rumble with hunger, and I would toss and turn, unable to sleep.

Right now, she really wants to eat, all kinds of delicious food.

However, considering his bet with Chu Fang and the thought that he would lose, he immediately gave up the idea.

Suddenly, her eyes darted around, she picked up her phone, checked the time—it was almost one in the morning.

My boyfriend is probably dreaming.

If he can't catch me stealing food, then he doesn't really lose.

Without hesitation, she got out of bed and headed to the kitchen, but before opening the bedroom door, she sent a message to Chu Fang.

[Wang Shu: Hello, hello, hello.JpG]

[Wangshu: Are you asleep?]

After waiting a moment without receiving a reply, Zhong Tingyue let out a sigh of relief.

That's good that Chu Fang is asleep.

Zhong Tingyue quietly opened the door, walked to Chu Fang's door, and listened for a moment. It was quiet inside. She then went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and a fragrant aroma wafted out. Inside were delicious dishes.

Braised beef, pickled chicken feet, sausage, cold lotus root salad, beef tripe...

At this moment, Zhong Tingyue felt an urge to cry.

She sacrificed so much for her weight loss plan.

Actually, she didn't have a strong desire to lose weight at first, but when she told Chu Fang about her plan and saw the disbelief on his face, she seemed to be stimulated and gritted her teeth and said she would lose weight.

She wanted to prove to Chu Fang that Zhong Tingyue was a ruthless character who meant what she said.

If I could do it all over again, I'd want to say: I was just kidding.

As Zhong Tingyue ate the braised food, a chill ran through her heart. How was she going to get through the next month?

As she ate, she felt the bleakness of life.

I ate too much without realizing it.

Oh no!

She ate a lot of the large bowl of braised food.

What should I do? Chu Fang will find out tomorrow morning... Zhong Tingyue scratched her face, suddenly feeling a burning gaze fixed on her.

Lily squatted down at her feet, looking at her tenderly.

Suddenly... an idea popped into Zhong Tingyue's mind.

She knelt down and picked up her sweet son: "Sweetie, will you take the blame for Mommy? If you don't answer, I'll take that as a yes."

Then she put the bones and other things into her good son's small bowl, patted Lily's head, and went back to her room to sleep.

... ...

When Zhong Tingyue woke up the next day, her heart was trembling.

But it seemed that Chu Fang hadn't noticed any signs of the food being stolen, and he didn't say a word while making breakfast.

Zhong Tingyue was stunned for a moment, then fell into deep thought. After a while, she pointed to her son's small bowl and said, "Oh dear, Lily, you actually ate all this braised food! Didn't Mommy's cat food taste good? You're really breaking Mommy's heart."

She paused, then turned her gaze to her boyfriend, her face serious: "Chu Fang, did you feed Lily these foods? These foods are all high in oil and salt, not suitable for kittens. Even if Lily doesn't get along with you, you shouldn't kill her this way. Do you have any humanity?"

"I didn't." Chu Fang's mouth dropped open. "It must have stolen the food."

“Nonsense! Lily isn’t that kind of cat,” Zhong Tingyue said. “I’m warning you, you’re not allowed to feed Lily that kind of food anymore.”

Chu Fang suddenly felt a little insecure: "Okay, okay, it's my fault. I won't feed it anymore."

"You're smart to know what's good for you."

Lily didn't speak, but just quietly looked at Zhong Tingyue, her eyes clear as water.

Breakfast was again a simple and light meal, and after eating, the two went to work.

Chu Fang drove Zhong Tingyue to the downstairs of the studio and said, "Ms. Zhong, I'm going to Fangzheng Investment Company today, so I won't be working. You won't be secretly eating while I'm not around, will you? I don't think you would. You're not that kind of person."

"Nonsense!" Zhong Tingyue tilted her head back and said with pride but insecurity, "I'm a man of my word."

Chu Fang watched Zhong Tingyue's figure disappear, shook his head with a smile, and then drove away.

... ...