Yateng Yige.

As always, Chu Fang lay sprawled at his workstation, utterly lazy.

Since Zhong Tingyue stepped in to help, Ma Junjie has stopped taking Chu Fang out for social events, business meetings, and drinking. He has become completely idle, spending his days chatting with his colleagues about everything from international affairs to family gossip, having a great time.

Otherwise, he would take some time to draw a few design drafts and assign tasks. After all, his daily wage was as high as seventy yuan, and he couldn't always slack off; he had to do some work for the company.

Of course, we can't expect him to do his job perfectly.

Keep an eye on the time, it's almost six o'clock.

He was instantly energized, and getting off work every day became the happiest time of his life.

Chu Fang felt that his thought process was quite strange.

When he's at home and has nothing to do, he misses the days when he's at work, but once he's at work, he's always thinking about getting off work.

So why is he looking for a job?

After thinking it over, he finally understood a truth: people are just like that, shameless.

A leisurely life is unbearable; the happiest time is when you find a moment of free time amidst your busy schedule.

"Let's go." Chu Fang patted the chubby Cai Guan on the shoulder.

"Take care, Brother Chu." The chubby Cai Guan smiled and nodded at him.

Chu Fang and Cai Guan are two stark contrasts. Chu Fang is extremely leisurely and lazy, while Cai Guan is exceptionally diligent and hardworking, devoting his energy and effort to the company's work. He is a good employee whom Ma Junjie specifically praised.

Chu Fang glanced at Zhong Tingyue, who was focused on the computer, occasionally writing and drawing. As if she noticed his gaze, she turned her head and their eyes met.

He pointed to the door, while Zhong Tingyue shrugged and Chu Fang shrugged before leaving the office.

During her workday, Zhong Tingyue usually has to work overtime and cannot leave work on time.

Chu Fang once fantasized about going home together after get off work, back to the Tanhua residential area, buying groceries together, and having a simple meal together. What a warm and cozy moment that would be! But reality and fantasy are always so different.

He had considered keeping Zhong Tingyue company while she worked overtime, since he had nothing to do at home anyway, but his behavior clearly revealed his true intentions.

A guy accompanying a girl to work overtime—his intentions are obvious, so let's stop here.

Watching Chu Fang's figure disappear, Zhong Tingyue withdrew her gaze, slowly shook her head, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

... ...

Stepping out of the building, Chu Fang looked westward. The sun was setting, casting a magnificent glow. He felt particularly relaxed and then followed the crowd home.

The streets were full of working people heading home after get off work, chatting with their colleagues with bright smiles on their faces.

Which working person isn't happy?

He walked home slowly after only a few steps.

"Handsome guy." Halfway there, a beautiful young woman appeared ahead, wearing a simple black dress with a cinched waist that accentuated her figure, and white canvas shoes, exuding a mature yet cute charm.

A young woman blocked Chu Fang's way home, a friendly smile on her face: "Hello, handsome, my name is Yang Meina. This is my ID card. I haven't eaten for three days. Could you give me some money? Thank you, kind person. You will be rewarded."

Chu Fang was taken aback for a moment, then looked the young woman in front of him up and down.

"Are you lying to me?" he asked, scratching his face.

From head to toe, you are a perfect beautiful girl, the dream goddess of countless boys. You don't look like you haven't eaten for three days at all.

Is this yet another new scam?

A beautiful woman pretended to have not eaten for three days to deceive naive young people.

"No." The young woman, Yang Meina, shook her head and said innocently, "Handsome, you look like a kind person. I'll just tell you the truth. I was tricked into coming to Shanghai by my awful ex-boyfriend. He held me captive, but I escaped when he wasn't looking."

"But I have no money on me, I'm tired, thirsty, and scared. I haven't eaten for three days. Please help me."

Chu Fang tilted his head and asked the probing question, "Then why didn't you call the police?"

"..." Yang Meina's face showed obvious embarrassment, clearly not expecting this question.

Chu Fang continued, "You couldn't find a single kind person to help you in three days? Isn't your character a bit too bad?"

"There are so many people on the street, why do you insist on asking me for help? Aren't you afraid I'm a bad person?"

"..." Yang Meina's lips twitched. Suppressing her inner rage, she forced a smile: "Handsome guy, you look like a good person. Please help me. I will be very grateful to you. I will repay your kindness tenfold."

As she spoke, she winked at Chu Fang, her eyes sparkling with allure, captivating and mesmerizing—what a beautiful woman!

Chu Fang: "Really?"

Yang Meina tried her best to sound gentle, her voice soft: "Of course."

"Alright then." He thought for a moment, then waved his hand. "Come with me."

"Hmph!" Hearing Chu Fang agree, Yang Meina snorted softly, thinking to herself, "I thought you were such an upright guy, but it turns out you're just a scumbag. You hooked me up with just a few words. Yueyue thought you were so innocent and pure, but it was all an act. You scumbag!"

Indeed, the beautiful young woman in front of them was Yang Meina, Zhong Tingyue's childhood friend.

To test Chu Fang's character, she waited for him on his way home and made up a lie to strike up a conversation.

She was quite pleased with herself for managing to subdue Chu Fang with a simple trick.

Chu Fang didn't know that the person in front of him was Zhong Tingyue's childhood friend. After walking a few steps, he arrived at a steamed bun shop and said to the owner, "Boss, give me three steamed buns, thank you."

After packing the three steamed buns, he handed the bag to Yang Meina: "Eat up."

"Huh?" Yang Meina was almost stunned on the spot, unconsciously making a sound.

"You haven't eaten for three days, you must be very hungry, eat up." Chu Fang ignored the young girl's expression and stuffed three steamed buns into her hand. Then he waved his phone and said with a smile, "I've recorded our conversation just now. If you don't eat, I'll call the police and give them the audio to accuse you of illegal fraud."

Thanks to his outstanding looks, Chu Fang had seen countless girls approach him in various ways since childhood. After he became wealthy in college, even more girls flocked to him, using all sorts of bizarre tactics.

Therefore, he usually keeps a close eye on girls who take the initiative to strike up a conversation with him.

Yang Meina finally came to her senses, feeling the lingering warmth of the steamed bun in her hand. Her face was filled with embarrassment. She forced a smile and said, "Handsome, I was just kidding."

A beautiful woman asks you for help, and you actually offer her steamed buns and even threaten to call the police? Are you out of your mind? ... Yang Meina suppressed her inner turmoil.

Chu Fang said with a smile, "But I'm not joking. Since you've already bought them, you have to eat all three steamed buns. Don't waste food. These are all the hard-earned money of the farmers. If you don't eat them, I'll call the police."

He didn't understand what the young woman in front of him was thinking, but he had to eat the steamed bun anyway.