It hurts, it hurts...

For the next period of time, Chu Fang's head was almost constantly aching, and his face turned a faint bluish tinge.

Zhong Tingyue became obsessed with cooking, spending her free time studying recipes and dominating the kitchen every night to cook all sorts of baked goods, such as cookies, cakes, and bread.

She enjoys baking; it's sweet and gives her a sense of happiness.

And every time he made a cake or bread, Chu Fang was the first to taste it.

A few days ago, Zhong Rou was with him, but his sister-in-law used studying as an excuse to avoid the tasting session, leaving Chu Fang alone.

Over the past few days, Chu Fang has tasted countless kinds of bizarre baked goods, including chive-flavored cakes, garlic-flavored mooncakes, and cookies that were harder than his life itself. One bite of one of them almost broke his teeth. There was also a cake shaped like a pile of poop. Zhong Tingyue, are you deliberately trying to disgust me?

Chu Fang had rarely suffered in his life, but tasting the food made by Zhong Tingyue was one of the few hells in his life.

He looked up at the sky and asked, "What the hell did I do to deserve this?"

But what can he do now that he's finally found a girlfriend?

We can only let her be.

I have no choice but to forgive her.

June arrived in the blink of an eye, a month of farewells, and the air was filled with a sense of sadness.

Chu Yi and Zhou Qiong's two younger sisters will be taking the college entrance examination in a few days. A few days before the exam, the school opened its doors for half a day, hoping that the guardians could comfort the students and help them face this important moment in their lives in the best possible way.

When Chu Fang arrived at the school gate, he saw a huge crowd of people, completely blocking the way. There were all kinds of luxury cars, Ferraris, Audis, BMWs... ...all belonging to wealthy people.

Before long, I saw my two younger sisters and a group of girls walk out hand in hand, wave goodbye, and then leave.

Chu Yi looked around and, upon seeing Chu Fang, immediately rushed over: "Second Brother Chu~~~"

"..." Chu Fang raised a foot to block his sister who wanted to hug him, and said with a grumble, "Don't use your pseudonym in public, it's rude. I'm your brother."

"Okay, Second Brother Chu."

"How are your grades?" Chu Fang asked.

"Don't ask, the answer is Tsinghua and Peking University, no problem at all." Chu Yi was full of vigor and high spirits.

Zhou Qiong said softly, "Yiyi is very capable. She is the fastest improving student in our class. The teacher said that as long as she performs well, she will at least get into a top-tier university."

Chu Yi stood to the side, hands on his hips, looking quite smug.

Just last year at this time, she struggled even to get into a junior college, but this year she's completely transformed and about to become a university student. She recalled a saying:

Thirty years east of the river is too far, but a year west of the river is no problem for me!

Chu Fang nodded, not particularly surprised.

This high school is a private school in Shanghai with abundant high-quality educational resources. Even excluding the millions spent on getting in through connections, their annual expenses still reached over a million yuan.

If spending so much money doesn't improve the grades, Chu Fang will sue the high school.

"Qiongqiong, what about you?" Chu Fang asked impartially, inquiring about his other younger sister's studies.

Zhou Qiong said, "I'm fine."

Chu Yi, standing next to Zhou Qiong, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Qiongqiong, don't be modest. The teacher said you can easily get into a 985 university."

After asking a few simple questions, Chu Fang didn't ask any more.

Everything is fine.

Their achievements did not disappoint his efforts.

With the college entrance exam approaching, Chu Fang didn't urge the two girls to study, since they couldn't concentrate anyway. Instead, he took them on a trip around Shanghai to rest and recuperate for the upcoming "battle".

We played until sunset.

Chu Yi chose a Japanese restaurant. The three of them ate together. As soon as they sat down at the table, Chu Yi ate a plate of sushi and at least a bowl of rice. The other man stared at him in disbelief: "What's wrong? Bro, did you go bankrupt?"

She had never seen her brother in such a disheveled state.

Zhou Qiong poured a drink and handed it to Chu Fang. He took a sip and slowly exhaled, "It's not bankruptcy, it's suffering."

She then recounted her experiences over the past few days, saying that apart from Zhong Tingyue's cakes and similar foods, she hadn't eaten any carbohydrates and was suddenly eating rice.

His heart was breaking.

I, Chu Fang, am a billionaire. How could I have fallen to such a state?

It's all that woman Zhong Tingyue's fault!

After listening, Chu Yi did not feel sad like Chu Fang. Instead, he laughed heartily. Zhou Qiong also pursed her lips and ordered a few more plates of sushi and placed them in front of Chu Fang.

The three chatted softly, and Chu Fang's ears were reached by their voices: "Hey, we should eat slowly and carefully, not like we're starving. We're upper class, we're in an upper class place, a meal costs several thousand dollars, we should act like upper class."

"Yes, the sushi here is the best in all of Shanghai. Since we've come all this way, we should take lots of photos."

"Let's not lose our composure."

“... ..."

Chu Fang looked in the direction of the sound and saw several beautiful young women taking pictures around the sushi. When they noticed Chu Fang's gaze, a look of disdain flashed in their eyes.

They utterly despised the Chu people's hearty and unrestrained eating habits.

Hearing that the words of the group were more or less directed at Chu Fang, Chu Yi wanted to stand up and scold them, but Chu Fang stopped his sister and shook his head.

He never argues with idiots, especially those who frequent high society circles; doing so would lower his own standards.

After finishing his meal, Chu Fang snapped his fingers to signal the waiter to come and settle the bill. The waiter bowed slightly and said, "Sir, your bill is 53,216 yuan. We'll round it down to 50,000 yuan."

Chu Fang handed his bank card to the waiter, swiped it to pay, and then left.

The young women who had just left all had their pupils dilated, their eyes filled with disbelief.

A meal costing 50,000 yuan—that's what a truly wealthy person looks like.

Thinking about what they had just said, the faces of the group flushed.

... ...

Chu Fang sent his two younger sisters to school. The next time they would meet was after the college entrance examination. He patted his two sisters on the head and said, "Alright, that's all for today. Study hard and make progress every day. I wish you both good luck in getting into good schools. It's okay if you don't do well. I'll send you both abroad."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Life is more than just the college entrance exam; there are many other important things. Don't obsess over it; relax and keep a calm mindset..."

He offered a few words of encouragement to his two younger sisters, said goodbye to each other, and then watched them enter the school. He whispered, "Keep it up."

After the figure disappeared, Chu Fang drove back.