Chu Fang took Mr. Liu and his son to the hospital. After the doctor treated them and gave them an IV drip, the little boy fell asleep in his father's arms.

Chu Fang didn't leave immediately; he sat down beside her and kept an eye on her.

"Thank you very much." Mr. Liu expressed his sincere gratitude.

Chu Fang was driving the two of them just now, and he ran several red lights along the way.

"Hey, don't be like that, I'm just driving." Chu Fang waved his hand dismissively.

“But you saved my child’s life.” Mr. Liu insisted on expressing his gratitude. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said those things today.”

"I didn't take it to heart."

Even for the Chu side, it was like letting it go in one ear and out the other.

Besides, this Brother Liu isn't a bad person; he meant well when he said those things.

"Although you have many shortcomings, you are a good person."

Chu Fang: "..."

There's no need to use a "although but" phrase, making it seem like I'm a bad person.

"Brother, you just graduated?"

"It's been two years since I graduated," Chu Fang replied.

Haven't found a job yet?

"Hmm..." Chu Fang thought for a moment, "I guess I should be considered to have a job."

He is a full-time employee of Zhong Tingyue Studio. Although he often takes leave and even when he does come to work, he slacks off, but he still has a formal position.

“I misunderstood you.” Mr. Liu handed his business card to Chu Fang. “Brother, this is my business card. I work for a company and have some influence. If you’re unhappy at work, feel free to contact me anytime.”

This Mr. Liu is a department manager at a company.

Thank you.

"They're all friends."

The two sat and chatted until the sky cleared up, at which point Zhong Tingyue, Ms. Cen, and her daughter arrived.

"How is our son?" Ms. Cen asked, holding her son.

"It's nothing," Mr. Liu replied.

Hearing this, Ms. Cen breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Chu Fang and said, "Brother Chu, I really don't know how to thank you enough."

"Then there's no need to thank me. Helping others is the source of happiness."

Chu Fang and his group left the hospital. He said goodbye to the family and then drove away.

Only then did Mr. Liu notice the car Chu Fang was driving: "A Bentley?"

He seemed to realize something and nodded: "It must be Miss Zhong's. No wonder Miss Zhong was able to tolerate Brother Chu. She must be a rich young lady. It seems I really misunderstood Brother Chu."

"Miss Zhong is so rich, yet she is still willing to serve Brother Chu. I really don't know what good deeds Brother Chu did in his past life."

Ms. Cen pounded her husband's chest: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault."

"What's it to blame me for?"

"If you hadn't made those wild guesses that they had a relationship of support and being supported, I wouldn't have been misled by you, and I wouldn't have lost so much face." Ms. Cen wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground. "From now on, I will never trust you again."

Mr. Liu asked, "What do you mean?"

Ms. Cen said, "That Bentley belongs to your brother Chu. He's a big boss with companies under his name and a net worth of hundreds of millions. He usually serves Miss Zhong, but he's been lazy these past few days and doesn't like to move around. Yet you treat him like the kind of person who's good for nothing."

"Do you think you should have been hit?"

"Huh?" Mr. Liu's mouth dropped open. "Are you kidding me?"

"I was just joking."

Chu Fang didn't care about his image. He didn't want to show or say anything about what others thought of him. If there was a misunderstanding, so be it; they probably wouldn't meet again anyway.

Think whatever you want, whatever makes you happy.

However, Zhong Tingyue cared a lot about Chu Fang's image. She didn't want her fiancé to be seen as lazy and good-for-nothing in other people's eyes, so she explained it to Ms. Cen.

After hearing his wife's words, Mr. Liu stared in the direction the car had disappeared, muttering, "Ah..."

Dude, if you have money, you should have just said so. Why listen to me so seriously, making it sound like you're some kind of noble person who saved a couple?

Are you secretly laughing at me?

... ...

Chu Fang did not mock Mr. Liu; Mr. Liu was doing it for his own good, and Chu Fang had no such immoral thoughts.

"Zhong Tingyue, you're really shameless."

"I?"

“Yes.” Chu Fang nodded. “Why did you reveal my identity? After it was revealed, Brother Liu and his wife will definitely be ashamed. You just like to see their expressions, so you are despicable!”

"Like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, not recognizing a kind heart." Zhong Tingyue snorted lightly.

All his good intentions were met with Chu Fang's ridicule.

This person is a master of depravity.

Epiphyllum Residential Area.

"Oh dear, I still prefer staying at home." As soon as he got home, Chu Fang lay on the sofa again, becoming completely 'paralyzed' and ordering Zhong Tingyue to do all sorts of things, such as serving tea and water, and even being too lazy to peel the melon seeds, leaving Zhong Tingyue to peel them.

Chu Fang was playing with his phone, his brows furrowing slightly. Zhong Tingyue noticed the change in his expression: "What's wrong?"

"There's a college reunion."

"So, are you going?"

"I'm not going." Chu Fang immediately left the group chat. "Everyone's so pretentious. They like to show off whenever they achieve something. What's the point of having a class reunion? To put it bluntly, isn't it just about showing off how rich they've become? Most importantly..."

"I'm also a loader. Watching them load goods, I wanted to load goods too, but I'm too good at it. If I start loading goods, I'll be outdone by them, and that would hurt my classmates' feelings. That wouldn't be good."

Zhong Tingyue's comment on this was: "What a pure friendship between classmates."

"Oh no, my future mother-in-law sent me a message, what should I do if I don't reply?" Chu Fang noticed that his mother had sent a message last night, but he still hadn't replied to it.

He panicked.

Zhong Tingyue said softly, "Just tell her you went to save the child last night, she should accept it."

“That makes sense.” Chu Fang nodded and then replied to the message.

[Solo player in a dating game: Zhong Tingyue said I was out rescuing children last night, so I didn't reply to your message.]

[A little fairy: ???]

[A Little Fairy: What's Going On.JpG]

[A little fairy: Okay, I knew Zhong Tingyue was a vixen, a cursed star, she's trying to drive a wedge between my son and me!]

Chu Fang glanced at Zhong Tingyue, who was peeling melon seeds, and carefully replied to the message.

[Solo player in a dating game: Mom, Zhong Tingyue didn't mean it, please don't be angry.]

[A little fairy: I have to be angry.]

[Zhong Tingyue, a solo player specializing in romance, says that anger ages you faster.]

【A Little Fairy: Angry Sanzang.JpG】

[A little fairy: Zhong Tingyue, you just wait and see. The next time you come here, I'll make you regret it.]

Chu Fang could already picture his mother's angry face, and he put his phone away with satisfaction.

There will inevitably be conflicts and disagreements between a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Only when the two of them fight can Chu Fang, as the son and husband, have a good life.

Chu Fang thought about his future noisy family, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

“Eek~” Zhong Tingyue said with a look of disgust, “Mr. Chu, your smile is so lewd.”

... ...

At the Chengdu Mahjong Parlor, Chu's mother stood with her hands on her hips, exclaiming, "This is absolutely outrageous!"

"What's wrong?" the card player asked.

"It's nothing." Chu's mother didn't have the habit of telling outsiders about family matters, so she waved her hand and said, "Keep fighting, keep fighting."

"Cough cough cough..."

Suddenly, Chu's mother started coughing, and she couldn't stop. Her face turned bright red.

"What's wrong with you?" her card-playing friend patted her back.

"It's nothing, maybe it's just a cold," Chu's mother replied dismissively, coughing as she spoke.

"Chu Fang's mother, don't take this lightly; it might be hiding a serious problem."

Chu's mother looked up and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Li Erwa's mother from the next village also suddenly started coughing. Everyone thought it was just a cold, but the cough got worse and worse. Finally, she went to the hospital for a checkup, and guess what? Late-stage lung cancer!"

Chu's mother was utterly astonished.

Chu's mother had lost all interest in playing mahjong and quickly left the mahjong parlor, heading home while coughing all the way, seemingly unable to stop.

She searched for lung cancer symptoms on Baidu: "cough, difficulty breathing, fever..."

She went numb instantly.

What made her even more distressed was that she asked a doctor online if she had lung cancer. After learning that she spent a lot of time in mahjong parlors and was surrounded by many smokers, the doctor told her that she might have lung cancer.

Chu's mother plopped down on the electric scooter: "Oh no!"

Of course, although Chu's mother was simple-minded, she wasn't stupid. She knew that information online was unreliable, so she went to the hospital to check if she had lung cancer.

Various examinations were conducted, including X-ray, CT scan, thoracoscopy, cytology, and tumor marker testing.

She took the scans to the doctor, who was wearing a white coat and carefully examined them. Chu's mother hurriedly asked, "Do I have lung cancer?"

"No," Chu's mother breathed a sigh of relief. The doctor continued, "It's late-stage lung cancer."