The air in the studio seemed stagnant, making it hard for anyone inside to breathe.

Finally, Jiang Wenzhen couldn't stand Zhong Tingyue's forced smile any longer and said, "Sister Zhong, please stop smiling. Your smile is giving me the creeps."

Zhong Tingyue usually smiles, but her smiles are short-lived and shallow, making people feel like they are basking in a spring breeze. However, in the past few days, Zhong Tingyue has been smiling intensely, with a smile on her face for everyone she meets. This sudden change has shocked everyone in the studio.

"Is your smile inappropriate?" Zhong Tingyue asked.

“Yes,” Jiang Wenzhen said with great determination, “but it’s not suitable for you.”

Zhong Tingyue frowned slightly: "Chu Fang told me that there are three rules to make friends: smile, take the initiative, and be generous. That's what I did."

"He's talking nonsense!" Jiang Wenzhen finally understood why Zhong Tingyue had been acting strangely these past few days.

It turns out the culprit was that bastard Chu Fang!

Zhong Tingyue said earnestly, "His mother is also my mother."

"Oh, then I'll be careful." Jiang Wenzhen immediately said, "Sister, I can guarantee that Chu Fang was just teasing you when he said that, he was just making fun of you."

Zhong Tingyue: "No, right?"

Jiang Wenzhen patted her boyfriend's shoulder: "Guan Guan, you tell me, is Chu Fang playing a prank on Sister Zhong?"

Zhong Tingyue turned her gaze to Cai Guan. The most insightful person in the entire company was the chubby guy, who could easily perceive other people's thoughts, so his words could be taken as evidence.

The chubby boy pondered for a few seconds: "I think, it seems, it's like, I feel that Brother Chu has been quite happy these past few days."

Better to die for your fellow Daoist than for this one!

I'm sorry, Brother Chu!

"See?" Jiang Wenzhen tilted her chin up. "Chu Fang just wanted to prank you to achieve his ulterior motives."

Zhong Tingyue's pretty face was misty as she turned to the group of employees and said, "Work hard."

After saying that, he went to his office. Once the office door closed, the atmosphere in the company instantly became much more relaxed.

"I'm back, I'm back, I feel like I'm back."

"I'm such a shameless person. When President Zhong treats me with a smile, I feel creeped out, but when he treats me with aloofness, I feel extremely comfortable."

"Then you're pretty shameless."

"Likewise."

"Hmm... poor Brother Chu, I wonder what kind of suffering will happen to him next. My condolences to him."

“... ..."

Chu Fang whistled, tossed his car keys, and strolled leisurely into the studio, meeting Jiang Wenzhen's ambiguous gaze: "Hey? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I like you."

"Don't be obsessed with me, I'm a legend." Chu Fang was quite smug.

Chu Fang entered the office and sat down opposite Zhong Tingyue: "Oh dear, I'm exhausted."

"I'm quite tired too."

Why?

"Because I was pranked by someone."

"... ..., surnamed Chu?" Facing that 'cold' face, Chu Fang felt an ominous premonition.

"no."

He breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"Where does one get a name from when they are born?"

Oh no!

Chu Fang's mind was filled with the sound of an ambulance, and as soon as these words were spoken, he immediately knew that they were definitely directed at him.

That woman found out!

I panicked, I went numb, I... I'm doomed!

"Ms. Zhong."

"go out!"

"Okay!"

Chu Fang dared not provoke this woman any further. He tiptoed out of the office, his eyes fixed on Jiang Wenzhen, gritting his teeth: "Jiang! Wen! Zhen!"

"Your great-aunt is here!"

For the next day, Chu Fang was thinking about how to appease Zhong Tingyue: "Actually, everyone has their own social style, and there is no need to learn from others. But you insisted that I teach you how to interact with people, so I had no choice but to make it up."

"I can't say it's made up. Do you dare say there's anything wrong with my three principles? Smile, be proactive, be generous—what perfect words! You can make friends with anyone. You just can't learn that!"

Thinking of this, Chu Fang paused and shook his head: "Um... I can't say it like that, it makes me seem too forceful and Zhong Tingyue too stupid. I need to find a more tactful way to put it."

“I taught you seriously, but I added some fun elements in the process. Although only I was happy, you said that if I was happy, you would be happy too... You can’t say it like that. My apology is just asking for trouble.”

"Ms. Zhong, I was wrong. I sincerely realize that I was wrong. Please forgive me, forgive me this time, and there will definitely be no next time... Hmm, this is a good way to apologize."

After get off work, Zhong Tingyue left the office, and Chu Fang immediately stepped forward. Before he could speak, Zhong Tingyue's clear voice said, "Shut up!"

"... ...,oh."

On the way back, Chu Fang tried to apologize several times, but Zhong Tingyue sensed his intentions each time he was about to speak and told him to shut up.

Upon entering the Tanhua residential area, the security guard chuckled and said, "Oh, why do you look like a wronged little woman?"

"Hello, ma'am."

"Oh my god, honey, what are you doing here? I don't smoke." The security guard panicked immediately, looked behind him, and saw no one.

Chu Fang curled his lip: "Grandpa, you're really amazing!"

How dare you criticize me when you're like this?

I dare to outwit and outmaneuver Zhong Tingyue, but you don't even have the courage!

Back home, Chu Fang cooked dinner, specially preparing Zhong Tingyue's favorite dishes, hoping to gain her forgiveness. He placed the peeled lobster in Zhong Tingyue's bowl:

"Ms. Zhong, I was wrong."

Zhong Tingyue, while eating lobster, said: "I won't accept it!"

"If you don't accept it, why should you eat the lobster I peeled?"... Chu Fang wanted to say this, but reason made him suppress the words: "I was really wrong."

"I won't accept it!"

At the dinner table, Chu Fang apologized, but Zhong Tingyue did not accept it.

After dinner, Chu Fang eagerly took over the task of washing the dishes from his fiancée. When he came out of the dishes, he saw Zhong Tingyue throw the blanket on the sofa and said, "I'm sleeping on the sofa tonight."

Chu Fang sighed, but still smiled and said, "I'll sleep here, I'll sleep here. How can you sleep on this sofa?"

Now the house only has two bedrooms, one for Zhong Rou and one for Chu Fang. Zhong Tingyue's bedroom has been converted into a storage room.

"well!"

"I should have known better than to play pranks on people."