"Hello."

"Hello, Young Master Chu."

"As a singer, can you dance?"

"Uh... no."

Do you think this is appropriate?

Do you think this is appropriate?

I'm just a singer at a bar, you want me to dance?

Did you go to the wrong place?

The bar singer smirked; he'd rarely seen such a shameless person.

But considering the tip she had just received, she suppressed the urge to complain.

Chu Fang tipped tens of thousands of yuan, and the bar's resident singer, guitarist, and drummer danced on stage. Well... "a chaotic dance" would be a more fitting description, and the bar's atmosphere instantly became high-energy.

Yang Meina looked away: "Look at Chu Fang, he actually gave a reward to another woman, Yueyue, aren't you angry?"

"I'm not angry." Zhong Tingyue shrugged.

Chu Fang has given tens of millions of yuan in tips to other female live streamers online, so he doesn't care about this small amount of money.

"..." Yang Meina was speechless.

The three sisters were drinking their beverages when, just then, Yang Meina's mother called. Yang Meina put her index finger to her lips, shushed her, and then answered the phone.

When Yang Meina and her mother started talking, it was just casual conversation. As they chatted, the topic turned to Yang Meina's single status. Yang Meina's mother urged her daughter to date and get married, arguing from various angles about the benefits of dating and marriage. Yang Meina refuted her points one by one, and the mother and daughter parted on bad terms.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Meina slumped onto the table, looking listless.

He Yi said, "Nana, you should start dating."

“Yes.” Zhong Tingyue nodded. “You haven’t been in a relationship for two or three years.”

Since breaking up with that scumbag, Yang Meina has remained single. Even though she works as a live streamer, she is still single and keeps her distance from those "big brothers" who shower her with gifts.

Still single.

Previously, Yang Meina's mother was not so anxious, but as Zhong Tingyue started dating and even the two sets of parents met, Yang Meina's mother became anxious, fearing that her daughter would be alone for the rest of her life. She would call her almost every two or three days, and the core of the calls was dating and marriage.

The mother and daughter often argued.

Yang Meina took a sip of her drink: "I'm not actually that opposed to dating and marriage, but I can't find a partner for dating and marriage."

Despite being a female anchor and having come into contact with many men, she knew in her heart that none of them were men she could entrust her life to.

"The only one I have any feelings for is Chang Shen, but that guy has something wrong with his head. He's completely unmoved by a beauty like me. A few days ago, I sent him some sexy photos to seduce him. He replied to me not long after. Do you know how he replied?"

Zhong Tingyue and He Yi looked at each other and shook their heads in unison, while Yang Meina said angrily, "Chang Shen actually said that my clothes are more sexy and suggested that I wear more clothes."

The two listeners nearby couldn't help but laugh.

As expected of Chang Shen, his answer was both unexpected and predictable.

Just thinking about Yang Meina makes me angry.

She had heard countless people compliment her on her beauty and figure, but this was the first time someone had said that her clothes looked good and that she should wear more. Was this something a normal man would say?

Zhong Tingyue stopped smiling: "Chang Shen is determined to live alone for the rest of his life, but Nana, you can't possibly hang yourself on one tree."

Yang Meina spread her hands: "But I can't possibly spend my whole life with a man I have no feelings for. What's the point of living then?"

Living your whole life with a man you don't love is no different from being in prison.

Zhong Tingyue and He Yi exchanged a glance and sighed together.

The two women were unable to find a final resting place for their sister.

... ...

As night deepened, the three sisters' gathering came to an end.

Tonight, the sky is overcast, and the sea breeze comes from the sea, seeping into my neck and feeling chilly.

As they left the bar, Chu Fang wrapped the scarf around Zhong Tingyue's neck. She wore a coffee-colored wool coat over a long-necked sweater, paired with a cream-colored scarf, making her look elegant and noble.

Chu Fang lifted the hood of his sweatshirt, put one hand in Zhong Tingyue's coat pocket, and the two headed home.

Zhong Tingyue felt her fiancé playfully drawing various patterns on her palm, which tickled her slightly. She whispered, "Chu Fang."

"what?"

"Do you really want to see me dance?"

"Um."

"I can agree to that."

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang tilted his head, his pupils showing surprise. Zhong Tingyue twisted her neck, making a crisp sound: "If you bring Nana and Chang Shen together, I'll agree to dance for you."

"So you were waiting for me here?"

"This is a deal, what do you think?"

"No way!" Chu Fang refused without hesitation, rolling his eyes. "You know what kind of person Chang Shen is. He's not a normal person. Trying to bring the two of them together is like trying to bring heaven and earth together. Asking me to do something so difficult with such a small promise is like an ordinary person asking a bodhisattva to bless them with wealth beyond measure with a ten-dollar incense stick."

Zhong Tingyue, you really dare to bring up a deal.

You are a born businessman.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Tingyue glared at him: "If you don't want to agree, then don't agree. Do you have to be so mean?"

With that, she gave a soft snort, shook off Chu Fang's hand from her pocket, and strode forward, seemingly unwilling to walk alongside him.

Chu Fang sighed.

Women all over the world are like this when they're angry.

When Chu's mother gets angry, she does the same thing, even more so with her little antics.

... ...

The next day, at the studio.

Chu Fang continued to slack off and idle around, bickering with Jiang Wenzhen out of boredom.

The Mr. Lin he had received a few days ago came again. He was extremely satisfied with the interior design of the studio and introduced several clients to him.

Zhong Tingyue had a pleasant conversation with several potential clients. After the discussion, she asked Chu Fang to entertain a few more clients, but this time Chu Fang crossed his arms and adopted an arrogant attitude: "I'm not going!"

"This is the studio's task."

"This is your task! Why should a lowly employee like me be responsible for business entertainment? I don't get any extra salary, and you'll deduct my salary every day. I'm not doing it."

"Are you going or not?"

Chu Fang tossed his head aside: "I'm not going!"

Next, Zhong Tingyue used all sorts of methods, including coercion and enticement, but Chu Fang did not change his attitude. Seeing her fiancé's unyielding attitude, she thought of all the projects and resources of those clients, which would greatly enhance the development of the studio.

Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips and said, "I promise you, I'll dance for you, okay?"

"OK!"

Chu Fang beamed with joy.

Dude, that's exactly what I've been waiting for you to say.

Upon seeing Chu Fang's smile, Zhong Tingyue felt a strange sensation welling up inside her, as if she were the kind of woman who would sacrifice her beauty for personal gain.

"Hiss..." She gasped.

Chu Fang happily went to entertain those clients, and didn't return home until nightfall.

As soon as he got home, he started looking for various dance classes online.

Because Zhong Tingyue has no dance background and rarely even watches suggestive videos, she needs to enroll in a dance class to learn systematically.

Seeing Chu Fang's serious demeanor, Zhong Tingyue found it rather amusing.

If this fiancé applied half of this attitude to his career, how brilliant Fangzheng Investment Company would be.

... ...