After a day of sunshine, with a gentle leap, the sun finally set.

After spending the day in air-conditioned comfort at home, Chu Fang and his two pets went out for a walk.

Zhong Tingyue linked arms with Chu Fang, and the two walked side by side, while Zhong Rou led her pet with a swagger, occasionally greeting the residents of the community, looking well-behaved and adorable.

Zhong Rou knew far more people in the Tanhua Community than Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue, and her "social butterfly" nature was on full display.

"Good evening, Grandpa Zhou," Zhong Rou greeted the security guard at the entrance.

The security guard lay in a rocking chair, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan while squinting his eyes, and said, word by word, "I don't eat peaches."

Well, this old man is ignoring people again and has transformed into a master of misheard lyrics.

This tactic might work on Chu Fang, but Zhong Rou wasn't buying it. She walked up to him, pried open his squinting eyes, and said seriously, "You're trying to fool me again, aren't you? You think I, Zhong Rou, am easy to bully? My teacher said that people should be polite to each other, and Grandpa Zhou, you are very impolite. I'm going to teach you a lesson today..."

The security guard looked helpless.

I'm already old, and I've only managed to get a security guard job. How can I still suffer like this?

Hearing that incessant chatter and being lectured by a little girl, he felt an urge to die.

When Zhong Rou enters and leaves the community, she often interacts with the security guards, either teaching them relevant security regulations or teaching them 'Zhong-style Eight Fists'.

Without superior martial arts skills, how can one fight against bad guys?

The security guard made his veins bulge; he had never been taught such a lesson before.

He was so tired, so exhausted, and just wanted to find a quiet place to sleep.

The security guard looked at Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue with pleading eyes, but Chu Fang ignored him. The old man disliked everyone and had often criticized him; he wasn't going to save him. Zhong Tingyue spoke softly, "Zhong Rou..."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Rou finally stopped muttering and left the community with the two of them, while the security guard slowly exhaled.

I'm getting old, and I still have to suffer like this. I want to quit my job.

As night falls, a breeze drifts in from the sea, dissipating the heat and bringing a touch of coolness.

The streets and alleys of Shanghai are filled with people strolling around—couples, spouses, families of three… the everyday life of ordinary people is right before your eyes.

Chu Fang was enjoying this peaceful life when he suddenly heard a clear voice: "Could you please stop moving your fingers?"

"What's wrong? You're my girlfriend, and I scratch your palm and you're going to scold me? Zhong Tingyue, I'm so disappointed in you."

Zhong Tingyue said helplessly, "It itches."

Chu Fang straightened his back, his domineering tone unmatched: "Endure it!"

He liked to tickle Zhong Tingyue's palm, always feeling that it could stir up ripples in his girlfriend's calm heart.

Hmm... ...that's really weird.

Even so, he stopped and looked at Zhong Tingyue, whose face was so exquisite, like a gift from heaven. He said from the bottom of his heart, "Ms. Zhong, you are so beautiful."

“That’s right!” Zhong Tingyue raised her chin slightly, quite pleased with herself.

She remained unmoved when others praised her beauty, but she always felt proud when Chu Fang complimented her. Perhaps this was love.

I want to sleep with you.

"...So, we have no other topics to talk about?"

"It's just a simple thing between men and women."

"No, I need to ask my parents first," Zhong Tingyue said, blinking.

"Tch!" Chu Fang rolled his eyes. "Given my relationship with my mother-in-law, they'll definitely agree."

I don't believe it.

"Okay, then I'll show you."

As he spoke, Chu Fang took out his phone and then raised an eyebrow: "Speak of the devil, and he appears. Do my father-in-law and mother-in-law share the same opinion as me? It's fate that you, Zhong Tingyue, can't escape my grasp."

He saw his mother-in-law, Gao Ruoyun, calling him. After thinking for a moment, he answered, "Hello, Auntie, have you eaten?"

Afterwards, Chu Fang chatted with Gao Ruoyun, who also shared her thoughts. When Chu Fang heard that his future mother-in-law wanted to come to Shanghai, he nodded repeatedly without hesitation.

They even hoped that Zhong Ping would come to Shanghai with them.

If you do the math, he and Zhong Tingyue have known each other for a year, and they have been dating for more than half a year. Although they can't compare to couples who have been dating for several years or even ten years, their feelings are in no way inferior.

It's a good time to get to know each other's families better.

Love is not just a matter between two people, but a union of two families.

Chu Fang had previously invited Gao Ruoyun and Zhong Ping to visit Shanghai for sightseeing, but they declined.

"When are you arriving? Okay, okay, I'll pick you up then. It's fine, I'm just a free person anyway..."

After chatting with his mother-in-law for a few more minutes, he ended the call, raised his chin, and stared at Zhong Tingyue, saying, "Zhong Tingyue, your mother said that we must consummate our marriage tonight, otherwise she will not acknowledge you as her daughter."

“… …” Zhong Tingyue pouted.

They really know how to make a big deal out of nothing.

"My mom went to Shanghai without telling me."

“She’s not familiar with you,” Chu Fang replied, tugging at Zhong Rou’s little head. “Little sister-in-law, your real mother is coming to Shanghai, aren’t you excited?”

Zhong Rou pouted and pulled a long face: "Do I look happy?"

If Zhong Tingyue was her nemesis, then Gao Ruoyun was her shackle, constantly monitoring and controlling her.

Upon hearing that her mother was going to Shanghai, Zhong Rou was unhappy all night. She kicked the stray dog, Xiao Huangmao, away and said, "Get lost, I don't know you."

The tabby cat was more astute; it quickly slipped away and crouched to the side, watching.