The girl with the single ponytail was pale and her body was tense. As the elevator doors opened, she dragged her luggage out and then knocked on the door of her apartment.

"Wan'er, Zhou Zhou, open the door."

The door across the hall opened, and Chen Wan'er and Zhou Zhou came out. Upon seeing the girl with the single ponytail, they cheered excitedly, "Linlin, you're here!"

The two men were embracing the girl with a single ponytail, while she turned around.

Following her sister's perspective, Zhou Zhou greeted, "Landlord."

"Landlord?" the girl with the single ponytail asked in surprise.

“Yes,” Zhou Zhou introduced, “Landlord, this is the sister I told you about yesterday who is moving in, Xiang Linlin.”

"Oh." Chu Fang nodded, then opened the door and went into the next room.

"Hey, hey, hey... wake up." Chen Wan'er waved her hand in front of her sister, Linlin. "Stop being infatuated. He already has a wife, and she's very beautiful with a great temperament, just like a fairy."

"Let's not make ourselves look foolish, lest we feel inferior."

Xiang Linlin snapped out of her daze and retorted, "I didn't, and I'm not interested in that landlord."

The three sisters entered the house, and then Chen Wan'er explained the various rules for living there: no noise after 11 o'clock, no dogs, no men allowed to stay... and so on.

After listening, she complained to Linlin, "It's so strict, just like being at school. Why do you live here?"

Zhou Zhou: "The rent here is cheap. You can rent a 100-square-meter apartment in Shanghai for less than 3,000 yuan. Don't you think that's a great deal?"

Xiang Linlin thought for a moment and shook her head: "I don't think so."

Chen Wan'er patted her forehead, and Zhou Zhou coughed a few times: "Oh, I forgot, you're a rich young lady, it's normal that you don't feel that way."

The two sisters, Xiang Linlin and Xiang Linlin, come from wealthy families. Their parents own a company, and they have lived in a villa and driven luxury cars since they were young.

"Why did you come to rely on us?" Chen Wan'er asked.

"Sigh!" Xiang Linlin sighed. "My parents forced me to go on a blind date and get married. I couldn't accept that guy, so I ran away from home."

The other two looked at each other and then took the sisters in.

... ...

All day long, Zhong Tingyue was thinking: Was she ready to be a mother?

She also had a severe headache from thinking about it.

She believes she should be a responsible and accountable mother, and if she is to do that, she should take all factors into consideration.

After considering all factors, she realized that having a child was an extremely serious matter, the most serious of all.

“Phew… Mr. Chu always gives me difficult problems,” Zhong Tingyue murmured.

If Chu Fang hadn't refused, she wouldn't have thought of this and wouldn't be in such a headache.

Sometimes she felt that her husband was naive and childish, like a child who would bark and greet stray dogs as they passed by; other times, Chu Fang could think further ahead.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'm going home after get off work." Zhong Tingyue put aside those wild thoughts and then left work.

As soon as I got home, I saw the door to the next room open and the three Zhou sisters came out. Zhou Zhou then introduced them, and the two sides became acquainted.

"Wow, so beautiful..." Xiang Linlin was amazed when she saw Zhong Tingyue. "How does the landlord have such a beautiful wife?"

“Superpowers,” Zhou Zhou replied.

"Superpowers?"

Chen Wan'er said, "Superpowers and money power are both indispensable."

... ...

When Zhong Tingyue returned home, she comforted the tabby cat and saw her husband lying on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

She knew that Chu Fang shared the same thoughts as her.

"Mr. Chu."

"Oh, why are you back?" Chu Fang then realized that Ms. Zhong had returned home.

"Tomorrow is your birthday, how do you want to celebrate?" Zhong Tingyue asked.

"My birthday is tomorrow?" Chu Fang suddenly remembered his birthday and slapped his forehead. "Oh, I forgot."

He said casually, "Whatever."

Perhaps it's because he's getting older, but he doesn't seem to care much about birthdays.

“No, I can’t just say whatever I want.” Zhong Tingyue retorted. Chu Fang could say whatever he wanted, but she couldn’t. “I’ll cook tomorrow, and you’ll be the birthday boy.”

Chu Fang shrugged: "Okay."

... ...

The next day was Saturday. Zhong Tingyue got up early and then took her younger sister to the market.

The two sisters strolled through the market, buying the ingredients they needed for the day. When the vegetable vendors didn't see Chu Fang, they immediately started demanding exorbitant prices from Zhong Tingyue.

Zhong Rou put her hands on her hips: "Is your eggplant made of gold?"

"That's right, buy it if you want, otherwise please leave." The vegetable vendor said calmly.

"Believe it or not, I'll flip your stall over?"

"I don't believe it!"

Zhong Rou turned and left, then borrowed a megaphone and placed it around the stall, broadcasting: "This old lady is a swindler, everyone please be careful."

The vegetable vendor was so angry she almost vomited blood, but she couldn't stop Zhong Rou. In the end, she sold the vegetables to the two sisters at a low price.

Throughout the entire market, Zhong Tingyue managed to buy ingredients at low prices, entirely thanks to her younger sister's shamelessness.

And she could only accept it with a heavy heart.

After buying all the ingredients, the two sisters returned to the Tanhua residential area.

When Zhong Rou saw the security guard at the entrance, she immediately stopped him and said, "Sir, today is my brother-in-law's birthday. Aren't you going to give me a gift?"

"Why would I give you a gift for your birthday, Chu?" The security guard was bewildered.

“My brother-in-law doesn’t want it, so I can only reluctantly accept it on his behalf,” Zhong Rou said matter-of-factly.

The security guard was silent for a few seconds, then gave Zhong Rou a peach wood sword, a sharp sword that he had spent several days carving.

Seeing Zhong Rou made him feel powerful and energetic, but his heart was bleeding.

... ...

Upon waking, Chu Fang received numerous messages from various banks, insurance companies, and friends and relatives...

They were all wishing him a happy birthday.

He sends mass messages for things like banking information.

He replied to each and every one of his relatives and friends.

Chu's mother was the fastest to send a message; she sent it just after midnight last night.

[A little fairy: Happy birthday, sweetie! Mommy will always love you.]

[A little fairy: Why aren't you replying to me?]

[A little fairy: Sweetie, I'm angry.]

[A little fairy: If you don't reply to me, I'm going to hang myself.]

[A little fairy: Ouch, hanging hurts so much, my neck hurts so much.]

【... ...】

Chu Fang: "..."

He went to bed early last night, so he didn't have time to reply to these messages.