"Mr. Chu, I'm sorry, we failed in our duty." The community property manager bowed and apologized.

The disappearance of a LaFerrari worth tens of millions of yuan from the residential community indicates a failure in the community's security system, and the property management company bears significant responsibility.

"Never mind," Chu Fang sighed and waved his hand. "This matter is over."

He also bears some responsibility for the theft of the Rafale, since he was the one who hung the key on it.

"Oh, right, that security guard..."

The property manager hurriedly said, "We are already investigating Shao Ke's past behavior. If he has violated any rules or regulations, we will punish him severely and compensate you for your losses."

Upon hearing this, Shao Ke's face turned ashen.

He believed he had not violated any rules and had nothing to hide, but the matter of compensation was particularly serious for him.

"Mr. Chu, I'm sorry, I'm kneeling down for you, please let me go..." Shao Ke nodded and bowed, even bending over and kneeling.

Chu Fang quickly helped Shao Ke up, not wanting him to kneel, and said softly, "If the investigation finds no problems with you, we'll forget about the compensation. Just go back to work as usual."

ah?

this?

Shao Ke's eyes widened, and his face lit up with surprise: "Thank you, Mr. Chu. I will never forget your great kindness."

Chu Fang waved his hand and then left.

For him, Rafa was just a day's income, but for Shao Ke, the compensation was an astronomical figure; he lost his job and his family was destroyed.

Comparing the two, Chu Fang felt that spending a day's income to save a family was actually worthwhile.

Besides, Shao Ke didn't do anything wrong; he just kindly took Huang Mao in. Huang Mao stealing cars was beyond Shao Ke's control.

In today's world, human relationships are already cold and indifferent, and for him to punish a kind-hearted person would inevitably hurt people's feelings.

"Hoo..." Shao Ke solemnly kowtowed in the direction Chu Fang had left, exhaled, and touched his forehead, which was covered in sweat.

"It's alright now." Brother Liu helped his colleague up. "I told you, Mr. Chu is a very good person."

“Even the best person would get angry in this situation. That’s a LaFerrari, worth tens of millions. Even if I sold my whole family, I couldn’t afford to pay for it,” Shao Ke said with a wry smile.

"It's just a LaFerrari. Which of the three cars in Mr. Chu's garage isn't worth tens of millions? They're all just gathering dust."

A security guard craned his neck and asked, "You tell me... just how rich is Mr. Chu? He doesn't even care about the loss of a LaFerrari."

The security guards looked at each other, shrugged, and knew nothing.

They were just security guards and had no idea what was going on. They immediately turned their attention to Brother Liu, because Brother Liu and Chu Fang were very familiar with each other.

Brother Liu stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "Anyway... as long as they're richer than us, that's fine."

He couldn't guess Chu Fang's assets, but one thing was obvious: he was richer than 99 percent of the residents of Zhonghai Mingyuan.

Several security guards rolled their eyes.

What's the difference between that and not saying anything at all?

Brother Liu chuckled: "Alright, alright, Shao Ke, you just wait to be investigated. If there are no problems, you can go back to work. The brothers are waiting for you. You're treating tonight."

"no problem."

... ...

June is here, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter, as if the space itself is being baked.

Air conditioning truly deserves to be called the greatest invention of the 20th century; its cool air has saved all of humanity.

It was a hot weekend, not suitable for going out, so Chu Fang, Zhong Tingyue, and Zhong Rou chose to stay in their room.

At this moment, Chu Fang and Zhong Rou sat facing each other, their expressions serious and focused, looking at each other. Between them was a plate piled high with beautifully packaged ice cream.

Chu Fang and Zhong Rou made a bet: whoever ate the most ice cream within a limited time would win, and the prize would be acknowledging that the other was better than them—the highest honor between men.

You're amazing!

What?

Is Zhong Rou a woman?

She's more manly than any man, how can she be considered a woman?

Chu Fang said unhurriedly, "I'll count to three to start, three... two... start!"

After saying that, he picked up an ice cream and stuffed it into his mouth, and Zhong Rou, before she could scold him, also picked up an ice cream and stuffed it into her mouth.

The two exchanged words for a while, and then Zhong Rou clutched her stomach and cried out, "Ouch, ouch!"

"Hahaha..." Seeing this, Chu Fang smiled broadly, "I won, quickly praise me for being amazing."

"My stomach hurts, and you don't even care about me."

"First of all, I'm amazing."

"You're really something, aren't you?"

Chu Fang applied a hot towel to his sister-in-law's stomach, and she felt much better after a while. The latter rolled her eyes and said in a complaining tone, "Brother-in-law, you not only cheated, but you also have no compassion. I don't like you anymore."

"Who told you to compare yourself to him?" Zhong Tingyue's clear voice filled the room. "The high school entrance exam is just around the corner this weekend. Instead of playing around here, go study."

With the college entrance examination over, the two younger sisters in the family are finally free from their suffering, while Zhong Rou is about to take the high school entrance examination, the results of which will determine which high school she will attend.

Chu Fang didn't care about the high school entrance exam, since he had the means to send her to any top high school in Shanghai. But Zhong Tingyue was very worried. She hoped that her younger sister could get into a good high school on her own merits, so she supervised Zhong Rou's studies all day long.

Zhong Rou pouted: "What's so great about the high school entrance exam? I can handle it with ease!"

Despite her reluctance, the sister-in-law still read and studied. After a while, her gaze fell on Chu Fang's game: "Use the second skill to reduce defense, attack him, use the first skill to roll, and continue to attack."

Upon seeing the black and white screen, Zhong Rou frowned: "Oh dear, brother-in-law, you're so bad at this."

Chu Fang twitched his lips.

Why are you watching my game instead of studying? And you even said I'm bad at it.

You have no sense of boundaries, don't you?

Zhong Tingyue parted her lips slightly: "Stop playing games, you're disturbing Zhong Rou's studies."

"It's so boring not playing games."

“Read books and set an example for Zhong Rou.”

Zhong Tingyue tossed a book to Chu Fang, who immediately recognized it as *Oliver Twist*.

“... ..."

Could I be someone who can read world classics?

Don't you value me too much?

Zhong Rou was studying, Zhong Tingyue was drawing, drawing the cats and dogs in the house, while Chu Fang was lying on the sofa flipping through world classics, but lost interest after reading less than a page.

Reading? What a load of rubbish!

He looked at Zhong Tingyue, who was wearing a simple yet elegant white dress. The hem of the dress fluttered lightly in the wind, as if she were the embodiment of white clouds. Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and it swayed with her movements, adding to her charm.

Her eyes were bright and expressive, as if they could see into people's hearts.

This thing is still the best looking!

Chu Fang said softly, "Ms. Zhong, you are so beautiful, just like a fairy."

“… …” Zhong Tingyue glanced at her younger sister behind her, who was lying on the table reading a book, and gently patted Chu Fang’s hand. “When you’re praising me, can you please not touch me?”

At this moment, Zhong Rou was still in the living room, with two models watching her. Chu Fang was openly making unwanted advances, and if she wasn't stopped in time, his hands were about to do something bad.

"No!" Chu Fang shook his head in refusal, his face full of sincerity: "I treat you this way because I like you, it's only natural. And you, Zhong Tingyue, as my girlfriend, must consider my feelings; otherwise, it means you don't like me..."

Zhong Tingyue remained silent.

Chu Fang always has so many fallacies.

"You draw yours, don't worry about me, I'm just giving you a massage."

“... ..."