The moon shines brightly at night.

"Mr. Chu..."

"Don't touch me, I'm in a bad mood today."

"Really?"

"real!"

Zhong Tingyue's slender hand slid along with it.

Chu Fang's expression was serious: "Woman, I have a firm will."

I don't believe it.

A classic quote came to Chu Fang's mind: Don't let desire destroy your will!

"If I, Chu Fang, don't even have the ability to resist my desires, how can I be a good father? Tonight I must hold my ground and resist my desires, but... ...then again, sometimes it's appropriate to give in to desires."

He comforted himself.

... ...

The next day, Chu Fang sat at the table, staring at his 'appropriate analysis method', which ultimately yielded a negative result.

He lamented, "What can we do?"

He hoped to have a son to carry on the family line and have a lovely and well-behaved daughter, but his grades were negative, proving that he couldn't be a good father.

Having a child would only bring disaster to the child.

The sister-in-law tilted her head, examined the piece of paper, and said, "Brother-in-law, give me thirty, and I'll tell you a solution."

Chu Fang sent his sister-in-law thirty yuan, and then Zhong Rou continued, "It's very simple, brother-in-law, you just need to give up those bad habits."

“That makes sense.” Chu Fang nodded.

That makes absolutely no sense!

If I could break my bad habits, would I still be here sighing and complaining?

This sister-in-law is always coming up with bad ideas.

"If you had these bad habits, how would you quit them?" Chu Fang asked.

"I won't quit!" Zhong Rou said, hands on her hips. "Why should I have to give up my bad habits? Can't they just tolerate my bad habits?!"

Chu Fang: "..."

He admired his sister-in-law's mindset; she never engaged in internal conflict and always looked for problems in others.

I was wrong, you hate me? That's your problem.

If one person dislikes me, that's that person's problem; if a group of people dislike me, it's because they know each other.

I did nothing wrong!

Unfortunately, Chu Fang did not have such a strong heart.

After finishing breakfast, Chu Fang made a firm decision: "From today onwards, I will get rid of these bad habits!"

As Zhong Tingyue combed her hair, she said softly, "Mr. Chu, you don't need to do this."

"It is necessary!"

"Fine, whatever you say." Zhong Tingyue's lips curled up slightly.

Chu Fang stared at his own bad habits: "I'm easily angered and prone to outbursts, have low emotional intelligence, and enjoy playing pranks on others..."

The lowest score was for laziness and negligence, which was a full ten points negative, severely dragging down the overall score.

Chu Fang glanced at the clock, then pulled Zhong Tingyue out the door: "Hurry up and get to work, I want to work, I love working."

The two usually leave home at 8:30, but today they left at 8:00.

They walked along the street toward the studio, passing office workers all along the way.

Suddenly, a Porsche stopped in front of them, and a young man wearing sunglasses said to Zhong Tingyue with great enthusiasm, "Beautiful lady, I'll take you for a drive."

Zhong Tingyue raised her eyebrows and glanced at Chu Fang, who replied coldly, "Am I a dead person?"

He flirted with his wife right in front of him.

"Dude, beauties are only for the strong." The man in sunglasses said, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

Chu Fang originally wanted to slap the man in sunglasses in the face, but suddenly remembered his own bad habit of being "easily flammable and explosive," and instantly stopped his anger.

He smiled and said, "Yes, yes, you're right, brother."

The man in sunglasses was overjoyed, thinking that Chu Fang had shown weakness. He then tried to chat up Zhong Tingyue, but she shook her head.

The man in sunglasses left dejectedly, and the two continued towards the studio.

"Why didn't Mr. Chu teach that boy a lesson?" Zhong Tingyue asked with a smile, linking her arm with his.

"I want to get rid of my bad habits," Chu Fang replied seriously.

"I still prefer the domineering Mr. Chu."

"I'm sorry, the domineering Chu Fang is gone forever. The Chu Fang standing before you now is flawless, with almost no weaknesses!"

... ...

The two strolled leisurely to the studio.

When Jiang Wenzhen saw them, she greeted them, "Good morning, Sister Zhong."

Zhong Tingyue nodded.

Chu Fang asked in surprise, "Why didn't you say good morning to me?"

“You’re not feeling well this morning,” Jiang Wenzhen said, rolling her eyes.

Faced with Jiang Wenzhen's attack, Chu Fang smiled and said, "Good morning, Jiang Wenzhen. May you have a peaceful and happy day."

Jiang Wenzhen stood there stunned, slowly regaining her senses: "No, why didn't Chu Fang talk back, and even blessed me? Is he plotting something? Is he trying to make me suffer by repaying evil with kindness?"

Normally, Jiang Wenzhen and Chu Fang dislike each other and bicker every few words. But today, Chu Fang didn't retaliate, which made Jiang Wenzhen feel extremely uncomfortable, and she started to speculate about conspiracies.

Chu Fang sat at his workstation, intending to follow his usual routine of taking a break, including paid bathroom breaks, chatting with colleagues, and making tea.

"Huh? I can't do that. I need to get rid of my laziness." Chu Fang instantly remembered the vow he made this morning.

He immediately perked up and said to Cai Guan beside him, "Little Fatty."

"Brother Chu, is there something you need?"

Do you have any projects? Give me one.

"Huh?" Cai Guan couldn't help but exclaim, "Brother Chu, are you kidding me?"

It's utterly ridiculous that Chu Fang would actually ask him for a project.

Chu Fang said, "From today onwards, I can no longer continue to slack off. I have decided to become a diligent person, a hardworking person, and a person who contributes to society."

Cai Guan: "... ..."

Although he didn't know what was wrong with Chu Fang, Cai Guan still handed over the project he was working on to him.

Having secured the project, Chu began working on it.

Chu Fang's actions were quite remarkable, as everyone in the studio was stunned:

"What's wrong with Brother Chu? Did you break up with your girlfriend?"

"No, he's gone mad, otherwise there's no reason for him to be so diligent."

“I think so too.” Jiang Wenzhen nodded. “I’ve been observing Chu Fang all morning, and he’s actually plotting something. Good heavens, what’s going on?”

Looking out the window at her husband, who was focused on his work, Zhong Tingyue smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Chu, why are you doing this?"

She did not agree with Chu Fang's ideas and the so-called "appropriate analysis method". She felt that Chu Fang was already perfect, and that the "appropriate analysis method" was nitpicking. According to Chu Fang's analytical method, there would be very few people who are capable of giving birth today.

She tried to persuade her husband, but to no avail, so she could only let Chu Fang do as he pleased.

Zhong Tingyue lowered her head and touched her empty belly: "My child, I hope you will remember your father's kindness."

Chu Fang worked from nine o'clock to midnight, then stretched and said, "Work, I love working."

Cai Guan: "... ..."

He thought he had seen through many things in life, but he had never seen Chu Fang like this before.

"Mr. Chu, are you tired?" Zhong Tingyue asked as she strolled out.

"Tired? That's something only people who don't contribute to society would say. How can work be tiring?" Chu Fang straightened his chest.

Zhong Tingyue smiled.

The two went downstairs to eat and ordered a dish of maocai (a type of Sichuan hot pot).

Maocai is a specialty of Sichuan and Chongqing. It is made by blanching vegetables in a broth made with Chinese herbs and various seasonings, and then adding various condiments. It perfectly combines the four words "numbing, spicy, fresh and fragrant", making it incredibly delicious.

After finishing his meal, Chu Fang returned to his studio and was about to start working again when Zhong Tingyue stopped him: "Mr. Chu, I have a client here. Why don't you go and entertain him?"

"Aren't you going?" Chu Fang rolled his eyes. "You're so lazy."

He can now retort to the things Zhong Tingyue used to say.

"I'm too lazy," Zhong Tingyue shrugged.

Chu Fang accepted the task of entertaining the young man and snapped his fingers at a recent graduate next to him: "Xiao Li, come with me."

The young man, Xiao Li, glanced at Zhong Tingyue, who nodded. Xiao Li immediately followed Chu Fang out of the studio.

Seeing Chu Fang leave, Jiang Wenzhen nudged Zhong Tingyue: "Sister Zhong, what happened to Chu Fang?"

"He wants to break his bad habits."

“Oh~~~” Jiang Wenzhen suddenly understood, “No wonder.”

Jiang Wenzhen immediately became excited: "Guan Guan, hurry up and hand over all your work to Chu Fang. He's having an attack. If we miss this opportunity, we'll never get another chance."

Zhong Tingyue glanced at the other person sideways: "No way!"

Chu Fang's willingness to work is voluntary, but no one should take the opportunity to bully her man.

Jiang Wenzhen puffed out her cheeks.

... ...