In spring, the sun feels warm and cozy on the skin, making one feel quite drowsy.

The matter between Zhang Yan and Shang Weiming has come to an end, and the two have finally become a couple.

The two came to the studio to give him and Zhong Tingyue wedding candy and red envelopes.

"Why weren't we invited to a banquet?" Chu Fang asked, clutching the red envelope.

Zhang Yan replied, "Don't you know the answer yourself?"

Chu Fang ruined their last wedding, so why invite him to their second wedding?

Zhang Yan handed him a bank card and said, "This is the ten million I owe you, and I'm returning it to you with interest."

Seeing Zhang Yan's resolute gaze, Chu Fang accepted the bank card: "Actually... it's not necessary."

He initially spent ten million just to slap Mr. Zhang in the face and for a moment of pleasure.

Now that more than a year has passed, all grudges have been resolved, and this money can be considered as a gift.

"It's necessary!" Zhang Yan shook her head.

Chu Fang shrugged: "Whatever."

Shang Weiming looked at Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue and said with a smile, "When are you two getting married?"

Zhong Tingyue replied softly, "When fate brings us together, it will happen naturally."

As Yi Ke gazed at Chu Fang, she found this 'scumbag' quite charming. Putting aside his appearance and material possessions, he exuded an ordinary yet extraordinary aura.

"No wonder Yan Yan likes him, and even the ethereal Zhong Tingyue is captivated by him."

After repaying the money, Zhang Yan, Shang Weiming, and Yi Ke left.

Chu Fang waved and said, "Goodbye."

Zhang Yan replied, "Never again!"

I walked out of the building.

Yi Ke said, "The Chu people... are alright."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yan looked at her best friend: "Are you interested in him?"

“Yes,” Yi Ke nodded, “but… I know my limitations. Apart from Zhong Tingyue, perhaps no one in the world can truly understand him. I’d better give up.”

The three then left.

"Phew... ..., it's finally over." Zhong Tingyue stretched her slender waist, like a water snake.

These past few days, she has felt the same unease and anxiety.

She initially wanted to attend the banquet, and Chu Fang complied with her request, which subsequently led to a series of unrest.

She turned to look at Chu Fang, her eyes vacant, and poked her fiancé: "Mr. Chu, what's wrong?"

Chu Fang snapped out of his reverie, shook his head thoughtfully, and said, "I'm fine."

Zhong Tingyue went to work, while Chu Fang lay on his desk, waving a pen between his fingers: "Rong Shunji and Wei Caixia got married, Wu Di and He Yi got married, and now Zhang Yan and Shang Weiming are also married."

“All my friends are getting married and even having children, while Zhong Tingyue and I are still stuck in the same place, maintaining our relationship.”

"Are we progressing too slowly?"

Just now, when Shang Weiming asked them when they were getting married, Chu Fang suddenly realized that he and Zhong Tingyue were still a couple.

Chu Fang pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps... I should prepare to propose."

It's springtime, the perfect time for mating... the perfect day for a proposal.

Furthermore, both families agreed to get engaged on May Day, which is neither too far nor too close, but it's a good time to prepare for the wedding.

"Brother Chu, what are you thinking about?" Cai Guan asked.

Chu Fang glanced at him: "If murder weren't illegal, who would you kill first?"

The chubby boy pondered, "I'll hide first."

It was 6 PM, time to finally get off work.

Zhong Tingyue took Chu Fang's arm and walked out of the building, gazing into the distance.

This morning the sun shone brightly, but by the afternoon the sky was filled with dark clouds, layer upon layer of mountains, it seemed like it was going to rain.

"Mr. Chu, Chu Fang, General Manager Chu..."

Zhong Tingyue gently patted her fiancé, and when he came to his senses, she said, "Why do you look so listless today?"

In the past, no matter how listless Chu Fang was, he would immediately perk up as soon as he stepped out of the company, as if he were on drugs.

Chu Fang shook his head: "Oh, it's nothing."

"It's getting hot, and I'm thinking of getting a haircut. What do you think?" Zhong Tingyue combed her straight, smooth black hair, which emitted a faint fragrance.

Chu Fang replied dismissively, "Sure, you look good with any hairstyle anyway."

The two didn't rush home, but went to a hair salon. The female stylist helped them with their hair, recommending various hairstyles, but Zhong Tingyue insisted on short hair.

Chu Fang, meanwhile, sat in the back, deep in thought.

"When should I propose? What should the proposal ceremony be like? What should I prepare: a ring, flowers, balloons, flower petals...?"

He spent the whole day thinking about these things.

He swore that he had never worked this hard or diligently during his college entrance exam.

Feeling a headache coming on, Chu Fang shook off those useless questions, walked over to Zhong Tingyue, and casually asked, "Ms. Zhong."

"Um."

"Do you have any favorite items, gifts, or meaningful things?"

Zhong Tingyue glanced at him sideways with her beautiful eyes and asked, "Why are you asking these questions?"

"Will you propose to me?"

"Tch~~~" Zhong Tingyue scoffed, "I don't believe it!"

This world is so surreal; nobody believes the truth. Is it a distortion of human nature, or a decline in morality...?

Chu Fang: "I'm going to buy all the things you like and use them as bait to lure you in."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Tingyue suddenly understood: "See? I figured out your trick right away. I won't tell!"

Chu Fang: "..."

You're quite clever...

Not long after, she cut off her long, straight, black hair and got a short haircut.

"Is it pretty?" Zhong Tingyue asked.

Chu Fang stroked his chin and replied, "Beautiful!"

With a neat short haircut, delicate features, resolute eyes, and confident and powerful movements, he exudes a heroic and dashing aura.

Having grown accustomed to Zhong Tingyue's long, straight hair, seeing her with short hair was a refreshing surprise.

"From now on, we'll be brothers, treating each other fairly. I'll be responsible for fairness, and you'll be responsible for impartiality!"

The two bickered all the way home. Dinner was classic Sichuan cuisine: boiled beef, Kung Pao chicken, sliced ​​beef and tripe in chili sauce, plus a simple tomato and egg soup.

Late at night, the panting in the bedroom subsided.

The moonlight, like water, flowed into the room.

Zhong Tingyue's face flushed slightly as she asked, "Mr. Chu, what's wrong with you today?"

Since this morning, Chu Fang has been in a state of mental wandering beyond the heavens, in a daze, as if he were thinking about some important matter.

Even after returning to his bedroom, Chu Fang remained the same.

This doesn't fit the character of 'Mr. Chu'.

"Out of sorts".

"Want some goji berries?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang became even more aroused and pressed down on the other man, asking, "Do I need it?"

Zhong Tingyue retorted without backing down: "Yes!"

A great war is about to break out...

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