After the birthday party ended, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves immensely. As the night grew quiet, everyone left.

Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue cleaned up the kitchen waste and tidied the room.

After cleaning, Chu Fang seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed onto the sofa: "Oh, it's finally over, I'm so tired."

He started preparing for his birthday banquet this morning, buying groceries, washing vegetables, cooking... ... During the meal, Yang Meina kept pouring him drinks. He didn't stop all day and only now has he been able to rest.

Zhong Tingyue sat beside him, gently lifting his head and placing it on her lap. She gently pressed his temples, massaging and relaxing his tired body with the gentlest of movements.

Chu Fang blinked, staring at the face before him. It was exquisite, like a meticulously crafted work of art. His eyes were clear and bright, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, exuding an elegant and noble air.

"Ms. Zhong."

"Um."

You are so beautiful.

Two dimples appeared at the corners of Zhong Tingyue's mouth as she softly said, "Happy birthday, Mr. Chu."

Happy birthday to you too.

"Today is not my birthday."

“That’s the same.” Chu Fang stared at the delicate face and swallowed. “Ms. Zhong, I’m thirsty.”

Zhong Tingyue paused for a few seconds, looking at Chu Fang's smiling face, bright and warm, then lowered her head and pressed her lips to Chu Fang's lips. After a long while, the two separated.

Chu Fang licked his lips, still savoring the moment, and said, "Ms. Zhong, I was genuinely thirsty just now, I wasn't trying to take advantage of you."

“... ..."

Chu Fang finally escaped the hardships of working at the company and returned to a normal life.

Early in the morning, she got up and went with Zhong Tingyue to the Moon Room Studio. She explained to Jiang Wenzhen how the male gods in her mind were treated by rich women, shattering the perfect image of her male gods. They clocked in promptly at 8:59.

First, I go to the toilet, then get some water, exchange a few pleasantries with my colleagues, and another day of slacking off begins.

Chu Fang lay on his desk, tilting his head, watching the chubby boy scribbling and drawing, and asked, "Little Fatty, how was your Spring Festival?"

“Same as before,” the chubby boy replied, “but… this year my mom took me on a blind date.”

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang immediately perked up, his face full of gossip: "So, so? Is she pretty? What's her figure like? Did you see any girls you liked?"

"No." Cai Guan shook his head.

He then showed Chu Fang his chat history with those blind date partners. After looking at it, Chu Fang noticed that the women on the blind dates were quite proactive, but the chubby guy's replies were all in a straight-male style.

For example, someone might greet him by saying, "Hello, nice to meet you."

The chubby boy replied, "How happy?"

"I've gained weight recently, more than ten kilograms."

The chubby boy replied: "Awesome!"

“... ..."

Chu Fang burst into laughter upon seeing this, and was wide awake.

"Why did you reply to others like that?" he asked.

The chubby guy is a very smart person. He can read between the lines and observe what others say and do. He may be reserved and not talkative offline, but when chatting online, he is full of wisdom and would never be so straightforward.

Cai Guan responded: "I don't like them. Their intentions are not pure."

"Hey." Chu Fang waved his hand. "Blind dates are just a transaction, so how can you talk about whether they're innocent or not?"

The chubby guy is a native of Shanghai. His family owns several properties and can make a living solely from the rent, so naturally many people have their eyes on him.

“I’m afraid I can’t handle them,” Cai Guan said.

Chu Fang rolled his eyes: "You're cunning too, kid. Stop pretending to be innocent."

They're all ancient foxes, why are you playing at some ghost story?

It has to be said that nowadays, girls are really very proactive when they meet high-quality men. Even with the chubby guy's straightforward and blunt responses, those girls on blind dates still take the initiative.

Days at the studio were always uneventful: slacking off, chatting, gossiping... and the day would pass by in no time.

After get off work, Chu Fang walked downstairs and exclaimed, "This is life!"

"Bullshit!" Zhong Tingyue glanced at him sideways. "This is work, but you've treated it as a pastime to kill time."

For Chu Fang, work was a way to relax, pass the time, and connect with the outside world to avoid becoming disconnected from society.

As for the salary, it doesn't matter.

Sometimes Zhong Tingyue even wanted to collect "work fees" from Chu Fang, since he needed to pay Chu Fang's salary for his work.

Chu Fang patted his girlfriend on the shoulder, pretending to be mature: "You're still young, you don't understand."

“... ..."

The two slowly made their way home. On the way, Zhong Tingyue's parents called. When she answered the phone, she heard her mother's voice: "Yueyue, why don't you persuade your little sister?"

"What's wrong?" Zhong Tingyue asked.

Even though Chu Fangxuan saw Zhong Tingyue's furrowed brows and worried expression, after a while, he heard his girlfriend reply, "I'll be right back."

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Tingyue let out a breath and said to Chu Fang, "I'm going back to my hometown tonight."

"The plane tickets are sold out." Chu Fang checked the tickets and the latest one was tomorrow morning. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'll drive you back."

"good."

Without further ado, the two hurried home, tidied up briefly, and then Chu drove Zhong Tingyue home.

Along the way, Chu Fang finally learned what had happened.

At school, a thug tried to rob Zhong Rou of her money, but Zhong Rou refused to give in, and the two started fighting. Zhong Rou was a natural-born tough girl with years of fighting experience (mainly her older sister Zhong Tingyue). In addition, she had a weapon in her hand at the time, which was the weapon that Chu Fang had given her, and she directly injured the thug.

In the end, Zhong Rou was unharmed, while the thug was covered in wounds.

Over time, Zhong Rou, who was originally the victim, became the perpetrator.

This incident occurred during the third year of junior high school, which shocked the school. They demanded that Zhong Rou apologize to the hoodlum, or else she would be expelled.

Zhong Rou was an extremely stubborn little girl who refused to believe she was wrong. She thought the thug was the one at fault, and that if he hadn't robbed her, none of this would have happened. Why should he apologize?!

Zhong Rou resolutely refused to apologize.

The two elders tried to persuade Zhong Rou for a long time, but failed to convince their younger daughter, so they had no choice but to turn to their older daughter for help.

After listening, Chu Fang laughed and said, "Awesome!"

Zhong Tingyue glared at him, her brows furrowed with worry as she pondered how to resolve the situation.

My younger sister is now in her final year of junior high school, a crucial time for her studies, so we can't let her fall behind.