Over the next few days, Chu Fang was busy dealing with various matters. After all, he was the CEO of two companies, with status and position, and leaving Shanghai involved many aspects.

He suddenly realized that he had met so many people in Shanghai, and these familiar faces made him feel at ease in this unfamiliar city.

As night fell, Chu Fang went to the studio. At that moment, Zhong Tingyue was explaining various matters to the person who had come to take over the management of the studio. She was the second most important person in Yateng Yige after Chu Fang and Ma Junjie. She was also a vice president in charge of projects. She was extremely good at business socializing, had a great conversation with clients, and was very capable. She had been working in the industry for more than 20 years.

Upon meeting Chu Fang, Zhong Tingyue immediately finished her instructions: "Alright, that's enough for now. If there's anything at the studio, just call me."

The man nodded, left the studio, and greeted Chu Fang with a smile, saying, "Hello, Mr. Chu."

"Thank you for your help during this time."

"I'm happy to help you."

After the vice president left, Zhong Tingyue tidied up the documents on her desk, arranging them neatly one by one. She then wiped the desk with a tissue before throwing it into the trash can. She stretched, revealing her slender waist, which exuded a unique rhythm.

"Finally done."

Zhong Tingyue then turned her gaze to Chu Fang, who said, "I have also settled everything, and we can set off at any time."

"Then we'll leave tomorrow."

"So urgent?"

"If we don't leave now, Zhong Rou will be back soon, and then we won't be able to leave."

Back in her hometown, Zhong Rou went wild, going up and down mountains and rivers, catching fish and raiding bird nests. She left home every morning and didn't return until evening, her hair disheveled and her clothes dirty... She wanted to reclaim the happy days she had lost.

The one who suffers the most is Gao Ruoyun, who has the urge to beat her little girl every moment. Therefore, she hopes that Zhong Rou will return to Shanghai as soon as possible so that she won't have to see her and feel annoyed.

Zhong Tingyue didn't want to travel with her younger sister, so she decided to leave earlier.

It has to be said that Zhong Rou is a cursed lone star; everyone who sees her is worried.

Zhong Tingyue turned off the lights, walked out of the office, turned off all the electrical appliances one by one, checked them all, left the studio, and took out her key to close the studio door as well.

The two took the elevator downstairs. Zhong Tingyue linked arms with Chu Fang and they walked home together. Zhong Tingyue looked up at the night sky, where the bright moon hung and the stars twinkled. She was in a particularly good mood.

The two walked slowly back to the Tanhua residential area. Instead of going home, they went to a nearby large shopping mall first.

First, I bought a series of pots and pans, an induction cooker, a rice cooker, a kettle, and other cooking utensils. I already have these things at home, but they're not suitable for a motorhome. Then I bought cleaning supplies, including grease removers and air fresheners; mosquito repellent, floral water, eye masks, and so on...

A motorhome is like a small family home, so you need to buy all sorts of household items.

"Hey, where are you going?" Chu Fang asked Zhong Tingyue.

"Buy sanitary napkins."

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang became interested and raised his hand: "I've studied this, I'll go."

“... ..."

After saying that, he went to the women's products section and, among a group of women, openly chatted with them about what products they needed to buy and which brand was the most comfortable, which drew bursts of laughter from the women's section.

A moment later, Chu Fang arrived carrying a large bag of women's products, a smile on his face, like a victorious general returning home. Zhong Tingyue sensed the gazes from all around, thought for a moment, gave a thumbs up, and said, "You're awesome!"

I spent over an hour shopping and bought many daily necessities, spending tens of thousands of yuan.

The supermarket sent three employees to move the daily necessities into the RV. When they arrived at the RV, the three looked at each other with envy in their eyes.

Such a motorhome is worth at least several million dollars. Only the wealthy would spend millions to buy a product that is rarely used, merely for leisure and enjoyment.

"Can't you be a little more low-key?" Zhong Tingyue said, looking at the RV in front of her.

"Actually, I wanted to buy a campervan like a dump truck. If it crashes into a regular car, it will be instantly reduced to ashes. That would be so reassuring. But I have to wait a while for that kind of vehicle, so I didn't buy it." Chu Fang put his hands on his hips, looking quite smug.

The two quickly arranged a series of daily necessities in the RV, and by the time they finished, it was already past midnight.

They went home, took a shower, and went to sleep. When they woke up, it was already nine o'clock. They got up and tidied up their clothes and other things. After they finished tidying up, they looked at each other and smiled.

Woof~~~

Meow~~~

The blond-haired boy sat on the ground, with Lily sitting on his back, watching them pack their things.

"Let's go, let's go out and play." Chu waved to the blond-haired boy, who seemed to understand and immediately cheered, getting up and running towards him.

Meow! ! !

Before Lily could react, she fell to the ground, her fur standing on end. The blond-haired boy turned around, grinning as if he were apologizing.

Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue each led a pet away and closed the door.

Upon reaching the parking lot, the two pets rushed into the RV and started playing around. Chu Fang ignored them; the cat and dog were quite clever and knew what they should and shouldn't do.

Chu Fang walked to the front of the car, and Zhong Tingyue nudged him, a beautiful smile appearing on her delicate face: "I'll drive."

"Won't it drive into the mud?"

"..." Zhong Tingyue was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Don't worry, even if we die, we will be a pair of star-crossed lovers."

The man still remembers the scene when he was learning to drive.

You don't need to have such a good memory.

Chu Fang smiled, gestured for Zhong Tingyue to get into the driver's seat, and then he sat in the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt, adjusted his posture, and waved his hand forward: "Let's go."

The RV then drove out of the parking lot and arrived at the entrance of the community. Chu Fang opened the window, stretched his neck, and said to the security guard who was lying on the chair with his eyes half-closed and fanning himself with a palm leaf fan, "Grandpa, it's raining."

"What? It's raining. I need to hurry up and get my clothes ready, or that woman will yell at me again..."

The security guard suddenly opened his eyes and hurriedly headed towards the residential area. But after running a few steps, he stopped, looked at the sky, where the scorching sun was radiating heat, turned around, looked at Chu Fang, then put his hands behind his back, slowly approached, and pursed his lips.

Chu Fang chuckled and said, "Grandpa, I'm leaving now."

"Get out of here."

The security guard rolled his eyes. Ever since Chu Fang moved in, he felt like his lifespan had been shortened by several years.

Not only do they tease him, but they've also gotten to know his wife. They frequently monitor whether he's smoking, eating, or taking his medicine... and sometimes they even tattle on him to his wife.

Having lived for decades, the security guard had never encountered a shameless and scoundrel like Chu Fang.

What's even more annoying is his sister-in-law, Zhong Rou, who is a real headache. She drags him to practice "Zhong-style Eight Fists" all the time, saying things like, "Security guards are soldiers when they pick up a gun, protecting people's lives and property."

Oh my god!

He's almost sixty-five, and he's still protecting other people's lives.

I'm already doing well just to keep myself from lying down.

Chu Fang chuckled and said, "Grandpa, don't be like that. We're brothers, after all."

"Who's your brother? I'm sixty-five, you're twenty-three, I'm your grandfather's generation..." He was halfway through his sentence when a pack of 'Huazi' cigarettes suddenly appeared in front of him. The security guard immediately smiled, his face etched with wrinkles, then took the 'Huazi' and looked at Chu Fang, saying:

"You and I are brothers, brothers for life."

“... ..."

Chu Fang raised his thumb, then pointed it downwards, poking it a few times before laughing and leaving. Watching the RV disappear, the security guard muttered to himself, "This kid has quite the vision. I misjudged you."

Zhong Tingyue watched Chu Fang type and asked, "What are you doing?"

“I messaged the old lady and told her that the security guard had hidden his money again to buy ‘Huazi’ cigarettes.”

“... ..."