Central Plains.

After hanging up the video call, Gao Ruoyun looked ahead and sighed, "Our daughter is lying to us now."

No one knows a daughter better than her mother.

Although Gao Ruoyun did not see Chu Fang, she was certain that Chu Fang was in the room just now.

And the two of them had a lot of fun.

Zhong Ping lit a cigarette: "Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, let them be."

Both of them felt empty inside, not because of Zhong Tingyue's deception, nor because of their playful fight, but because Zhong Ping and Gao Ruoyun were increasingly aware that their daughter was about to leave and become someone else's daughter-in-law.

The feeling of raising a child yourself and then having them belong to someone else is indescribable.

Zhong Ping stubbed out his cigarette and said, "We should contact Xiao Chu's parents more often in the future to discuss the two children's affairs."

Since both sets of parents added each other's contact information, they have been in contact quite frequently.

They each had a general impression of each other.

Both parties were very satisfied.

Despite the differences in their family backgrounds, it did not become an obstacle for either family.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep." Zhong Ping opened the window to let the smoke dissipate.

I woke up in the early morning.

Before Chu Fang even opened his eyes, his mother called, chattering on and on about all sorts of things, but the core message was the same: don't let Zhong Tingyue down.

Of course, if he were to marry Zhong Tingyue, that would be a natural progression, but if she could become pregnant before the marriage, that would be even better.

Well, he had already anticipated that what happened last night wouldn't fool his parents.

However, he still felt quite aggrieved.

Actually, don't laugh at me, I really didn't do anything.

I am a good person.

How did he become public enemy number one?

And you, Zhong Tingyue, what are you laughing at? Dude, am I that funny?

Chu Fang glared at Ms. Zhong, who glared back. Just as Chu Fang was about to reprimand her after the call ended, Zhong Tingyue slipped into the bathroom like an eel.

"Sigh!" Chu Fang sighed sadly, "So all I got was a lesson."

... ...

Shanghai.

Yang Meina glanced at the time, a sweet smile on her face, and said to the many fans in the live stream, "Sorry, Nana has something to do today, so I'll be logging off now."

"You seem to be quite busy today."

"Have you found your older brother?"

"Waaaaah, the woman I love has become someone else's girlfriend. I'm heartbroken."

"You haven't even been in a relationship, so how can you talk about heartbreak?"

“... ..."

Many viewers in the live stream chatted casually, and Yang Meina exchanged a few simple pleasantries before ending the live stream.

She stood up, humming a song as she dressed up, putting on beautiful clothes, and looked at herself in the mirror.

She wore a light purple long dress, the fabric of which was delicate and soft, as light as a cloud. The color of the dress was elegant and noble, complementing her skin tone and making her skin appear even more like snow, fair and delicate.

Paired with a pair of sparkly high heels, it perfectly embodies the demeanor of a charming woman.

Yang Meina's voice was filled with arrogance: "Little brat, if I can't win you over, all my learning of 'sugar daddy psychology' will have been for nothing."

After saying that, she left the room with her small handbag and took a taxi to the plastic surgery hospital.

Yang Meina got out of the car, put on sunglasses, exuding an elegant aura, and went inside, walking familiarly to Chang Shen's office.

But Chang Shen's office was surrounded by many women, all with long legs and internet celebrity faces, speaking in sweet, delicate voices:

"Dr. Chang, I have a bit of chest pain. Do you know why? Why are you standing so far away?"

"I'm only responsible for plastic surgery, not saving lives," Chang Shen replied, dodging the many women's restraints.

"Doctor, my breasts seem to have shrunk, can you feel them?"

"It's not that it's too small, it's that it's deflated."

“... ..."

This is why Chang Shen is not attracted to girls. Every day at work, he is surrounded by groups of beautiful women trying to flatter and fawn over him, and he genuinely has no interest in it.

He created one beautiful face after another, yet he also knew the cruelty beneath that beauty and held it in awe.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?! What are you doing?!" Just then, a loud and clear voice echoed in the room. Yang Meina swaggered in: "In broad daylight, under the clear sky, you're harassing a boy. Don't you have any laws?"

"What's it to you?"

"That's right, it's none of your business."

"Bullshit!" Yang Meina's eyes bulged upwards. "This is my man! You're harassing him? Don't you even respect me, your legal wife? You're a bunch of despicable women! Even if you're really hungry, don't even think about eyeing my man, or I'll kill you all..."

Chang Shen's mouth twitched.

What an overbearing statement.

When did I become your man?

The group of girls who had been surrounding the office looked at each other, feeling less confident in front of their 'wife,' and then left, leaving Yang Meina and Chang Shen behind.

“Mr. Chang Ling, as a fellow best friend, I’ve helped you solve your problem. Don’t mention it, it’s what I should do.” Yang Meina sat at her desk, exuding a domineering aura.

“… …” Chang Shen was somewhat dissatisfied with this title, but he swallowed his complaints and said, “Your threat seems to be far greater than theirs.”

"Thank you for the compliment."

“... ..."

Yang Meina said, "Let's go, you said you'd treat me to dinner."

"I didn't say that."

"You said it."

"Go yourself, I'll transfer the money to you."

“No!” Yang Meina said seriously. “Otherwise, I’ll post your contact information all over the hospital so everyone knows.”

“... ..."

The two left the hospital.

A faint smile appeared on Yang Meina's lips.

She felt a sense of pride.