It was late at night when I left the clinic, and Shanghai was like a city that never sleeps under the glamorous lights.

On the way back, the lights stretched the shadows of the three of them long. The younger sister-in-law clicked her tongue in amazement. She tried to step on the center of the shadow, but as the angle tilted, she could no longer step on the center of the shadow, so she hopped and skipped, insisting on stepping on the center of the shadow.

"Aaaaaah~~~" the sister-in-law yelled, waving her arms and legs, "How come I can't step on my shadow!"

With hands on hips and gazing up at the bright, clear moon in the sky, he thought, "One day I'll pluck you down from the sky!"

Back home, Little Yellow Fur squatted in front of the door, wagging his tail, looking happy and carefree, unaware that his friend was sick.

Upon entering the house, Zhong Tingyue sat on the sofa, still tightly embracing Lily and comforting her, while Chu Fang sat beside her, stroking the tabby cat's forehead.

Chu Fang had long wanted to pet the tabby cat, but the cat had a natural hostility towards him and had never allowed him to pet it. Today, he finally got his wish.

The tabby cat didn't object as usual, but instead glanced at him with a blank expression, as if looking down on him: Are you stupid?

Seeing that Chu Fang was practically rubbing Lily's head until it sparked, Zhong Tingyue pushed Chu Fang away, shooing him away: "Lily is sick, don't touch her."

"Can I touch you then?"

Chu Fang's thinking is very simple: if he can't touch a cat, he'll touch a person instead!

He's not picky!

... ...

The next day.

Chu Fang woke up, got up, covered Ms. Zhong with a blanket, and kissed her smooth face: "You smell so good."

Girls all smell nice.

A beautiful day begins.

Upon entering the living room, Chu Fang first looked at the tabby cat, who was curled up with its tail on the ground and its head naturally resting on its tail as it slept.

Lily is still very cute even when she's sleeping.

Just then, Lily opened her eyes, instantly baring her teeth and claws, and charged towards Chu Fang.

Meow!

Chu Fang: "..."

Grass (a type of plant)!

It's not cute at all!

His illness seemed to persist; the tabby cat scratched him a few times before lying down and falling fast asleep.

Chu Fang looked at the bloodstains on his arm and felt like crying.

This cat is really going to attack!

After a quick preparation, Chu Fang started making breakfast.

I rummaged through the refrigerator and found some leftover dumplings, filled with chives and scallions, with dumpling wrappers made by Zhong Tingyue.

As a southerner, Chu Fang hardly ever uses a rolling pin, and he buys all his wheat-based foods, such as dumplings and noodles.

Therefore, he found the Spring Festival Gala very "out of the loop" and didn't understand why dumplings are eaten during the Spring Festival.

Anyway, he ate dumplings just to try something new.

The water boiled, the dumplings were added, and they were rinsed three times with cold water. Chu Fang tasted a dumpling and nodded: "Delicious indeed!"

Compared to machine-made dumpling wrappers, handmade dumpling wrappers have a better chewy texture.

And paired with his homemade sour soup and chili oil sauce, the round white dumplings, coated in the sauce, turn a vibrant red, making them incredibly appetizing.

The sister-in-law ate two bowls, then, supporting her back, teased the sleeping tabby cat. The cat woke up, baring its teeth and claws, but the sister-in-law lifted her foot, and the cat flew up and landed on the ground. She stretched and said, "You think I'm your brother-in-law, right?"

Sobbing~~~

The tabby cat shrank its neck; it turned out to be the little devil, and it had mistaken him for someone else.

After dinner, the sister-in-law went to school, and Chu Fang also got ready to go to work. Zhong Tingyue thought for a moment and then took the tabby cat to the studio.

I'm worried that Lily's condition hasn't improved and that she'll feel uncomfortable staying at home.

Upon arriving at the studio, the tabby cat instantly attracted everyone's attention. Jiang Wenzhen exclaimed, "Wow! Sister Zhong, is this your pet? It's so cute... ...Cute my foot..."

Jiang Wenzhen wanted to touch Lily, but the latter grinned, revealing a row of teeth that gleamed coldly, as if to say: Come on, touch me, and I'll make you regret it.

Chu Fang smiled, feeling somewhat comforted.

This cat bares its teeth and has a ferocious look at everyone; it's not targeting him alone.

Jiang Wenzhen raised her chin: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing like a fool."

"I'll fight you to the death!"

The studio was always noisy. Zhong Tingyue carried Lily into the office and put her on the desk. The latter lay lazily while the former worked. The two of them, one human and one cat, complemented each other quite well.

After receiving the IV drip, Lily recovered very quickly. By noon, she was much more energetic, walking around the company, looking left and right, as if she were helping Zhong Tingyue supervise everyone's work.

Jiang Wenzhen crept forward from behind, trying to grab Lily, but Lily shrugged off smoothly, opened her mouth fiercely, and then left.

It didn't attack Jiang Wenzhen, as Zhong Tingyue had said not to attack strangers, and it remembered that.

Of course, Chu Fang was an exception; he was not a stranger.

Chu Fang was heartbroken.

Damn it!

Silly cat!

... ...

Time flies like water, rushing by in a hurry, and before we know it, the end of the year is here, and the air is getting cooler.

Dance studio.

Zhong Tingyue danced to the music, each movement elegant yet powerful, like a willow branch swaying in the wind, both graceful and resilient...

As the music gradually faded, the dance stopped.

Snap snap snap... ...

Wang Qian clapped: "Ms. Zhong, you are the most talented dancer I have ever seen."

"You flatter me," Zhong Tingyue replied modestly.

"This is the last lesson. I have nothing more to teach you," Wang Qian said.

Thirty dance classes have ended; today is the last class.

The two left the dance studio side by side and saw Chu Fang chatting with a group of men, discussing all sorts of topics, from the most distant horizons to the vast universe...

Chu Fang is a fun-loving person; he can find fun no matter where he is.

Every time he accompanied Zhong Tingyue to dance practice, he encountered unfamiliar men, but without exception, they all had a very pleasant conversation.

"Is it over?" Upon seeing Zhong Tingyue, Chu Fang stopped his idle chatter and turned to ask.

"Um."

Wang Qian said calmly, "Ms. Zhong has a very strong learning ability and has mastered everything she has learned. I can no longer teach Ms. Zhong."

"Strong learning ability?" Chu Fang tilted his head and glanced at Zhong Tingyue. "Aren't you using the wrong word? I don't think so."

Zhong Tingyue frowned slightly: "Are you doubting my abilities?"

“No.” Chu Fang shook his head, then said honestly, “To be honest, you’re really quite stupid.”

And he listed them off one by one: "First, you don't earn as much as I do; second, you're not as good at socializing as I am; third, I'm far more handsome than you are beautiful; fourth, I'm younger than you..."

Lies don't hurt people, but the truth is the sharpest knife!

Zhong Tingyue gently pinched him, and the latter immediately shrank his neck, pretending to be in pain.

Seeing the two flirting, Wang Qian shook her head, her heart stirred with emotion.

She didn't envy Zhong Tingyue for having a wealthy fiancé. What she envied was that despite their unequal wealth, they treated each other as equals, and that Chu Fang, despite his wealth, was willing to cherish this Ms. Zhong and regard her as his life partner.

Chu Fang attended almost every one of the thirty dance classes, and even though he couldn't see Zhong Tingyue dancing, he still enjoyed it immensely.