A Life of Financial Freedom

Ordinary people always fantasize about financial freedom, beautiful women, luxury cars, yachts... However, compared to all these material things, Chu Fang desires a sincere relationship even more, ...

Chapter 523 The Winter Sun

As noon approached, the meal was prepared with everyone's help, and everyone took their seats.

Chu's father took out a few bottles of wine from inside the house and said, "Don't say I'm stingy, this wine was brought back by Chu Fang."

"Is it expensive?" a relative asked.

“Not expensive,” Chu Fang replied.

"I won't drink anything that's not expensive. You've struck it rich, kid, and you're treating us to cheap drinks? I'm not doing that!"

"Yes, I saw your dad drinking Moutai a few days ago, and you served us that liquor?"

"Believe it or not, when it's your wedding day, we'll get you drunk?"

“... ..."

Chu Fang spoke softly: "One bottle costs 190,000."

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence around him, and then many relatives carefully took the wine from Chu's father's hand.

One bottle costs 190,000?

I want to see why this thing is so valuable!

Chu Fang shook his head, then his gaze fell on Zhong Tingyue at the next table. He saw her delicate face with a faint smile as she greeted many relatives, gently biting her lower lip.

Although she appeared calm and collected, Chu Fang could tell that Zhong Tingyue was quite embarrassed.

To be fair, Zhong Tingyue is not a very sociable girl and rarely entertains clients. Sometimes she even sacrifices many projects and business for the sake of socializing. But today, in order to entertain the guests, she chatted with her relatives.

Chu Fang saw Chu Yi chatting happily with several relatives of the same age, and waved to him. The latter came over, and Chu Fang said softly, "Go sit with Zhong Tingyue and help your sister-in-law deal with those relatives."

Chu Yi nodded, then sat down next to Zhong Tingyue and quickly took over Zhong Tingyue's work, chatting enthusiastically with the relatives.

Zhong Tingyue glanced at him, and Chu Fang put his hands on his face and made a funny face. Zhong Tingyue's cheeks seemed to bloom like flowers, and he smiled brightly.

... ...

After lunch, Chu Fang, the host, left the table after drinking very little. He found Zhong Tingyue, who was bored, and together they left the house and headed up the mountain along the road.

"Isn't it embarrassing?"

"A little."

Chu Fang took out his phone: "I recorded it. I'm going to give this audio to my mom so she knows you don't like the banquet she arranged for you."

Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."

That man is so despicable!

She gritted her teeth and said, "Don't worry, when we get to my house, I'll arrange a 'grand' banquet for you."

"Whatever," Chu Fang shrugged. "My social skills are top-notch!"

He could easily become a brother and sister to Zhong Tingyue's relatives, focusing on a relaxed approach!

The two climbed up the hillside and came to a flat area covered with grass.

They sat on the hillside, looking down, the sun warming them.

Zhong Tingyue already knew why it was said that many people from Chengdu would grow up under the winter sun.

In this foggy place, the winter sun is a gift from God, and feeling it on your skin is incredibly comforting.

Chu Fang slumped down, resting his head on Zhong Tingyue's lap, while the latter took out her phone and started taking various photos, intending to share them with him, but unfortunately Chu Fang had already fallen asleep.

She smiled.

Since waking up this morning, Chu has been busy preparing for the banquet, without stopping, and is indeed exhausted.

She adjusted her posture to make her fiancé more comfortable, then fiddled with her phone and posted the photos she had taken to her WeChat Moments.

Zhong Tingyue rarely posts on WeChat Moments, so when she suddenly did, many friends commented.

[Nanako: Yueyue, come back! I can't go on living, I'm dying. Come back slowly, or you won't even see my body. *crying* JpG]

This is news about Yang Meina.

[Wang Shu: What's wrong?]

[Nana: My parents want me to go on blind dates and find a boyfriend, otherwise... ...]

[Wang Shu: Otherwise what?]

[Nana: Otherwise, they can go to the temple to burn incense and pray that I'll never have to be around men again! No way! Although I don't want to be in a relationship right now, I still want to be around men. I like men. What should I do?]

[Nana's mother replied to Nana: Have you forgotten that I also added Yueyue on WeChat?]

[Nanako: Mom, what are you doing here? I was just kidding.]

Yang Meina and her daughter stopped replying to messages and seemed to have disappeared. Zhong Tingyue seemed to hear a reprimand coming from the Central Plains.

There were various comments under her WeChat Moments post. She randomly chose to reply to one and then didn't respond again.

[Mother: Daughter, how are you doing over there?]

Her mother, Gao Ruoyun, also sent a message shortly afterward.

[Wang Shu: I'm fine, don't worry.]

[Wang Shu: How's things at home? It's Chinese New Year, lots of feasting everywhere. Tell Dad to drink less. Has my little sister gotten into any trouble?]

[Mother: Apart from Zhong Rou going winter swimming in the ice hole a few days ago, she hasn't done anything else wrong.]

A few days ago, Zhong Rou made a bet with her sisters that she could swim from one ice hole to another, a distance of five meters.

Unfortunately, even with her exceptional physique, Ms. Zhong could not swim more than five meters under the ice and nearly drowned in an ice hole.

Gao Ruoyun said she was fine regarding the incident.

As the mother of Zhong Nvxia, she has become accustomed to her little girl's various reckless behaviors. Compared to defusing bombs and climbing onto rooftops, winter swimming is still tolerable.

Of course, Gao Ruoyun also beat Zhong Rou up, not to change her little girl, but simply to make Zhong Rou remember the consequences of her reckless behavior.

Zhong Rou, of course, quickly put it out of her mind.

She's the type to forget punishments easily; she treats being beaten as a form of exercise.

It doesn't matter!

Seeing this, Zhong Tingyue could only shake her head.

[Mom: By the way, daughter, when are you coming home?]

[Wang Shu: I'll be staying a few more days.]

[Mother: Then hurry back, our family is celebrating the New Year.]

[Wang Shu: Okay.]

The mother and daughter chatted for a few minutes. The winter sun didn't last long before it was obscured by clouds. Chu Fang felt a chill and opened her eyes: "Huh? Why is it dark?"

"It's the second day."

Holy crap!