Zhong Tingyue looked at her childhood friend's delicate face and fell silent.

"It seems they're serious this time..."

"Should I mention Chang Shen's matter?"

"well... ..."

The two had a meal and then went home separately.

Chu Fang and his sister-in-law were playing rock-paper-scissors, and whoever won would get a flick on the head.

It's boring... but also exciting.

"Hehe... Brother-in-law, I won." Zhong Rou rolled up her sleeves.

Chu Fang: "Thirty yuanzi, exempt from punishment."

"Fifty."

"become."

This time Chu Fang won, and Zhong Rou said, "Twenty yuan, and the punishment will be waived."

"no."

"thirty."

"no."

Zhong Rou retorted, "I only asked for fifty yuan from you, brother-in-law, don't be greedy."

"I don't need that little bit of money," Chu Fang shook his head.

Snap!

In the struggle, Chu Fang flicked Zhong Rou's forehead, and the latter gritted her teeth: "Brother-in-law, I'll fight you to the death."

As she spoke, Zhong Rou grabbed his hands, then sat on Chu Fang's lap and used her proudest move, the 'Zhong Style Eight Fists'.

"Zhong Rou, you're cheating."

"Yes."

In the end, Zhong Tingyue resolved Chu Fang's crisis and sent his younger sister back to the bedroom. He gently squeezed his fiancée's shoulder and said, "Ms. Zhong, you are my savior."

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes at Chu Fang.

Mr. Chu is a billionaire, how could he be so naive?

Zhong Tingyue's eyes were clear as water: "Mr. Chu, can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead and ask."

Is there any possibility that Nana and Chang Shen will get together?

Chu Fang tilted his head, puzzled: "Why ask such a thing?"

Zhong Tingyue told Chu Fang about today's blind date and also shared Yang Meina's true feelings and thoughts.

As her childhood friend, she sensed that Yang Meina's lack of interest in Wang Wenhao was because her parents were worried and she was forcing herself to go on a blind date with Wang Wenhao.

In comparison, Yang Meina was more interested in Chang Shen.

"Hmm..." Chu Fang sat down beside him, stroking his chin. "I don't know."

"have no idea?"

“Yes,” he repeated. “I can never see through Chang Shen, and I can never guess what he is thinking.”

Chang Shen is an extraordinary person who does extraordinary things and has extraordinary views on the world.

Zhong Tingyue nudged him: "Then go ask him."

"Huh?" Chu Fang thought for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."

"Who told me to be so generous? Even though Yang Meina tricked me like that, I still had a compassionate heart and repaid kindness with enmity."

Zhong Tingyue pounded Chu Fang's thigh: "Then thank you very much, Mr. Chu."

Chu Fang commented: "Your technique is no good."

"Whether the technique is good or not, you'll only know after the session."

Chu Fang hesitated for less than a second, then met those eyes that shone with a faint charm, and his heart suddenly raced with excitement.

... ...

"Ouch..." The next day, Chu Fang drove to Chang Shen Plastic Surgery Hospital. He parked the car downstairs, patted his shoulder, and said, "Ouch, it hurts so much. That woman was too strong."

Ta-da!

As he patted his shoulder, a stylishly dressed woman knocked on the window outside.

He opened the car door and got out. The stylish woman looked up expectantly and said, "Handsome, my phone has been acting up lately."

Chu Fang asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The stylish woman pursed her red lips, her eyes flashing like lightning: "It hasn't been receiving any messages from you."

Chu Fang said earnestly, "My phone is sick, and the number is on leave and has gone home to rest."

Fashionable woman: "... ..."

Her pupils dilated as she watched in surprise as Chu Fang walked into the plastic surgery hospital.

"No, are you sick?"

"If you're not going to give it, then don't. Why come up with such an absurd reason?"

The stylish woman stood there, when a group of beautiful women approached: "Hey, Linlin, what are you doing standing here?"

"Wow, this Bentley is so beautiful."

"This is the latest Bentley, worth five or six hundred."

"No, I have to take a picture to remember this moment, so you guys take my picture."

"I want one too."

“... ..."

The group of beautiful women, including the fashionable Linlin, took photos around Chu Fang's car.

"Hello, Mr. Chu." Upon entering the cosmetic surgery hospital, the receptionist bowed and greeted Chu Fang.

"Hello," Chu Fang nodded in response.

Chu Fang's psychologist is Chang Shen. He spent a lot of money at this hospital and can be considered a VIP.

However... he always felt something was off about the VIPs at the hospital.

When Chu Fang arrived at Chang Shen's door, the door was open. He leaned against the door and looked inside, where Chang Shen was talking to a middle-aged man.

Chu Fang recognized the middle-aged man as Chang Shen's superior.

"Ah Chang, you're not young anymore, are you?" The boss asked softly, unaware of Chu Fang's arrival.

Chang replied cautiously, "It depends on who you're comparing me to. Compared to children, I'm very old; compared to the very elderly, I'm quite young; and compared to the Earth or the universe, I'm not even a cell."

The boss's lips twitched: "Forget it, I won't say anything more. I called you here today because I wanted you to treat your patients better and not be so indifferent."

"OK."

"Patients are our customers, and customers are God. We must meet God's requirements."

"clear."

"Sometimes you need to change those bad habits of yours; don't be so resistant to customers..."

"You're right."

Boss: "(▼plate▼#)"

When communicating with people, the last thing you want to encounter is this: you've spent a long time thinking and organizing your thoughts, only to have the other person casually agree with your point of view and reply with, "Oh yes, yes, you're right, you're absolutely right, I completely understand..."

Such replies made the speaker feel like they were nobody.

Looking at Chang Shen's indifferent face, the boss suddenly couldn't say what he wanted to say: "You, me, him, sigh, whatever."

The boss got up and left the office, ignoring Chu Fang's presence.

Chang Shen sat there, tidying up the files on his desk. Chu Fang sat opposite him, and Chang Shen asked, "Why are you here?"

"Dr. Chang, I'm sick."

"You don't look sick?"

Chu Fang lay on the table: "I miss you so much I'm going crazy."

Chang Shen glanced at him, remaining silent, or rather, too lazy to pay him any attention.

Seeing Chang Shen's calm demeanor, Chu Fang lost interest in playing games with him and got straight to the point: "I came to see you today because I want to tell you something. Yesterday, Yang Meina went on a blind date and was quite satisfied with the man."

"oh."

"oh???!!!"

"Oh," Chang Shen repeated, "That's her business, it has nothing to do with me."

Chu Fang said, "It has nothing to do with you. Why did you spend so much money on Yang Meina? Why are you acting like a simp online? Your goddess is about to be poached, and you're completely indifferent. You're not a real simp!"

Chang Shen said calmly, "I only spent money on her to experience so-called 'love,' but I haven't experienced 'love' for a long time. I think our relationship should end here. I think this ending is good."

Chu Fang stared into the other person's pupils: "Don't you feel even a trace of disappointment, frustration, or loneliness in your heart?"

Chang Shen met his sharp gaze and said softly, "No."

"You're hopeless. You're destined to live alone for the rest of your life." Chu Fang shook his head. "Poor Yang Meina, she had no idea that someone's ruthlessness was downright inhuman."

Having said that, Chu Fang didn't say anything more. Chang Shen had his own values, and Yang Meina had her own ideas. Both of them were adults and didn't need anyone else to interfere.

Just then, the hospital receptionist ran in: "Mr. Chu."

"What's wrong?"

"You, you, you..."

"Take a breath, don't rush."

Your car has been scratched.

“... ..."