As evening fell, the sunset painted the west red.

"Yay!" Chu Fang delivered the final blow to the enemy crystal, which then exploded, and a smile spread across his face.

Looking through today's results, the whole page is filled with victories.

Today's results were just like his 'date' with Zhong Tingyue – a complete success.

He shut down his computer, returned to his room, rummaged through his closet, put on his clothes, stood in front of the mirror, looked at himself, and nodded in satisfaction: "The only downside of custom-made clothes is that they're expensive."

After getting dressed and tidying himself up, he went to room 2004, knocked on the door, and Zhong Tingyue opened the door, gesturing for him to sit down before leaving shortly after.

Chu Fang sat down, glanced at the cat subconsciously, then immediately stood up, adopted a defensive posture, and stared intently as the tabby cat passed in front of him.

Lily walked gracefully with cat-like steps, one after another, until she reached the window. With a leap, she flew to the window, then lay down, stretched out her body, yawned, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Phew..." Seeing the 'enemy' asleep, Chu Fang breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his guard.

"Hehe." He Yi, who was standing next to her, looked at the scene in front of her and chuckled softly. "It's just a kitten. Is it really necessary to treat it like a major threat? And you're a boy."

"You didn't see how ferocious that tabby cat was last night. It was baring its teeth, looking like it wanted to kill me. That cat must have had several lives on its hands." Thinking about what happened last night, he felt a chill run down his spine. He, a tall man of 1.8 meters, was no match for a tabby cat. He paused here:

"Didn't Zhong Tingyue say yesterday that you had to work today and didn't have time to go to the concert?"

"Huh?" He Yi curled up on the sofa, stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, "Oh, right, I was supposed to go to the concert with her, but I have to work overtime later, so you'll have to take advantage of it."

He Yi quickly made up a lie after a brief thought. While fooling Chu Fang, she thought to herself, "Zhong Tingyue, what a heartless guy! He didn't even take me to the concert."

After chatting for a while, Zhong Tingyue's door suddenly opened, and Chu Fang glanced at it casually, almost frozen in place.

Then Zhong Tingyue slowly came into his view. She wore a long, white dress as pure as snow and white shoes. A crystal necklace adorned her swan-like neck, sparkling with light. She looked like an ethereal fairy, unattainable and beyond reach.

Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips, a blush rising on her face. She had spent the whole day choosing her outfit to prepare for tonight's event, all for this moment.

"Hey, hey, wake up! Your eyeballs are about to fall out!" He Yi was the first to snap out of it, waving her hands in front of Chu Fang. "Pretty, isn't it?"

Chu Fang replied honestly, "Beautiful."

"Is it pretty?"

"nice."

"Then I'll give her to you."

"become!"

“... ..."

A happy marriage was reached in just a few words.

The conversation between the two drew an eye roll from Zhong Tingyue, but she was still very happy with Chu Fang's answer, which meant that she was very charming and could attract the attention of her beloved.

After a brief conversation, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue left the house.

After watching them leave, He Yi clicked her tongue and muttered to herself, "Some people have a warm heart hidden beneath their seemingly cold exterior, while others have a pure soul beneath their seemingly unrestrained exterior. You two are truly a match made in heaven."

... ...

Chu Fang realized he was wrong.

Zhong Tingyue's looks have been underestimated far too much.

Her appearance already surpassed that of 99% of women, and coupled with her extraordinary temperament, she was like a blooming flower, incredibly beautiful.

As I walked down the street, people cast admiring glances my way.

Have you seen enough?

Although Zhong Tingyue was overjoyed by Chu Fang's reaction, she felt ashamed that the latter had been staring at her with his eyes fixed on her the whole way.

"Hmm..." Chu Fang stroked his chin, "I take back what I said about you being old yesterday, and I sincerely apologize to you."

"Hmph, too late." Zhong Tingyue snorted arrogantly, then strode forward.

They hailed a taxi and arrived in the city center. Instead of rushing into the venue, they found a restaurant nearby to fill their stomachs.

"Henan cuisine?" Zhong Tingyue sat down and looked around, somewhat surprised.

They agreed that Zhong Tingyue would treat Chu Fang to a concert, and Chu Fang would treat Zhong Tingyue to dinner. Neither of them owed the other anything, and it was fair and equal.

“Yes.” Chu Fang nodded. “Since you’re from the Central Plains, I found a Henan restaurant for you.”

Upon hearing this, Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips, feeling a warmth in her heart.

Last night, I just casually mentioned my hometown, and Chu Fang made a special reservation at a Henan cuisine restaurant.

Henan cuisine is not as famous as Sichuan, Cantonese, or Shandong cuisine, with restaurants all over the country. There are very few Henan restaurants in Shanghai, which shows that Chu Fang has put a lot of effort into it.

"Thanks."

Say it again.

"... ...,Thanks."

Say it again.

"roll."

"Okay."

After getting to know Chu Fang for a while, Zhong Tingyue discovered that Chu Fang was a 'cheeky' person, the kind who would be overjoyed if given a little sunshine and overflowing if given a little flood. Give him a bamboo pole and he could climb to outer space.

That's just how it is.

Therefore, when faced with his 'cheeky' demeanor, you must be ruthless and not follow his lead in conversation.

As they spoke, the waiter brought out the dishes they had ordered: braised noodles, Daokou roast chicken, soup dumplings, Luoyang peony cakes, and houttuynia cordata, all of which are well-known Henan dishes.

Home-style and delicious, especially braised noodles, which are a favorite among people in the Central Plains...

"Stop!" Zhong Tingyue interrupted Chu Fang's introduction, her gaze falling on the houttuynia cordata. "You're telling me this is a Henan dish?"

"Hehe." He scratched his face. "The owner of this Henan cuisine restaurant should be from my hometown."

This is hardly an authentic Henan cuisine restaurant... Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes.

As the two ate, Chu Fang noticed that Zhong Tingyue's chopsticks were moving away from the dish of chili oil mixed with houttuynia cordata. He said, "Try it, houttuynia cordata is delicious."

“I won’t try it,” Zhong Tingyue shook her head.

Chu Fang picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and chewed it with relish: "It's delicious."

"Really?" Seeing his enjoyable expression, Zhong Tingyue's mind began to wander. "I've heard from others that houttuynia cordata has a strong fishy smell, and you'll vomit as soon as you put it in your mouth."

"Rumors, pure rumors! I must send lawyer's letters to those who are smearing me." Chu Fang said righteously, "My dream since I was a child is to have the whole world grow houttuynia cordata and coriander."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and placed it in Zhong Tingyue's bowl: "Don't be so quick to dismiss it. Give it a try. Only the brave can enjoy the world."

Zhong Tingyue stared at the houttuynia cordata, gently bit her lip, put it in her mouth, and then let out a "Ugh~~~"

"Hahaha..." Chu Fang laughed loudly upon seeing this.