"Phew..."

As she left the company, Zhong Tingyue stopped, turned around, and looked up at the tall buildings, her lips slightly pursed.

"What? You can't bear to part with it?"

“No.” She shook her head and said with a sigh, “I’ve been working at Yateng Yige since I graduated from university. I worked hard for several years and thought I would at least have a good ending, but I was actually kicked out by someone else.”

"That Ming Zong got a bit of a clique from him." Chu Fang recalled Zhong Tingyue's work, how he often worked overtime until late at night, and felt indignant about it, especially regarding his current girlfriend. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and asked, "Do you want me to help you get revenge on him?"

Zhong Tingyue slowly withdrew her gaze, a smile radiating from her pretty face. Even though she knew Chu Fang was just joking, her heart was still warmed.

This is one of the advantages of having a boyfriend: he provides emotional support anytime, anywhere.

She shook her head, her hair flying in the wind. Instead of asking Chu Fang if he was capable, she comforted her indignant boyfriend, saying, "Calm down, calm down. At least the company gave us a platform to meet."

"Are you really not angry?"

"Um."

"Alright, then we won't retaliate against him."

"Mr. Chu is magnanimous."

"Miss Zhong has a broad perspective."

The two praised each other.

What Zhong Tingyue didn't know was that her simple "hmm" prevented a company from going bankrupt and a CEO from going bankrupt.

If Zhong Tingyue had shown even the slightest displeasure, Yateng Yige would have been gone in less than a week.

... ...

They walked back to their neighborhood as usual, bought some ingredients for the evening at the market, and then went home.

The door opened, and Lily, the tabby cat, was squatting in the doorway, looking up at them. Her eyes were clear as water, and her voice was soft and warm: "Meow~~~"

Well-behaved and adorable.

"Lily, give me a hug." Chu Fang clapped his hands, a smile appearing on his face, trying to appear gentle as he wanted to hug her.

"Meow!!!" Before even touching the tabby cat, its fur stood on end, it bared its teeth and glared fiercely, as if it had an irreconcilable hatred for Chu Fang.

Chu Fang recalled that tragic night and immediately withdrew his hand, feeling a chill in his heart. Meanwhile, the tabby cat Lily gracefully strode forward and lightly hopped into Zhong Tingyue's arms, as if returning home. She snuggled closer to him, making Zhong Tingyue's clothes disheveled.

"That's my spot." Chu Fang's heart was pounding, and he muttered to himself in a low voice.

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes at him, her tone filled with disdain: "Useless little trash."

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang was like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on.

"Hey! Who are you calling trash?"

"I am a real man."

"Put that tabby cat down, let's have a contest."

“... ..."

... ...

The moon sets and the stars fade.

Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue were busy in the kitchen. The former was cooking, while the latter was washing and chopping vegetables. Their division of labor was clear, and they each did their job well.

To celebrate my resignation, tonight's meal was quite lavish, consisting of four dishes and a soup.

"How did you two survive?" Chu Fang lifted the lid of the pot. The tomato, potato, and beef soup was already cooked, and a rich aroma filled the air. Zhong Tingyue almost stretched her neck straight, staring at the pot of soup, swallowing her saliva, her eyes filled with the same anticipation she had for Chu Fang.

Zhong Tingyue and He Yi, two girls, had never cooked before.

"Takeout," she replied casually, her eyes fixed on the pot.

"..." After the two confirmed their relationship, Zhong Tingyue's true nature was finally revealed. She made no attempt to hide her flaws and said the word 'takeout' very casually, as if she was not worried at all that her flaws would affect her position in Chu Fang's heart. Chu Fang was helpless about this.

"Time will tell," Chu Fang sighed, scooping a potato from the pot and placing it in front of her.

"Potatoes?!" Zhong Tingyue's eyes widened.

"healthy."

"I want beef."

Unable to dissuade her, Chu Fang scooped up a spoonful of beef. The beef was in chunks, which Zhong Tingyue had deliberately cut into very large pieces.

Zhong Tingyue chewed slowly, savoring the delicacy like a gourmet. After swallowing, a satisfied look appeared on her delicate face, as smooth as jade. She gave Chu Fang a thumbs up: "Sweet and sour, tender and flavorful, top-notch!"

Chu Fang nodded and smiled in response.

There is an indescribable sense of satisfaction in receiving praise from your loved one for food you made yourself.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Just then, He Yi's voice came from outside the door, "You two, tone it down."

He Yi began to envy Zhong Tingyue's relationship.

It wasn't because her best friend's boyfriend was handsome and young, nor was he rich and powerful—those were all superficial things—but because Chu Fang had mastered excellent cooking skills.

Every day after get off work, she is exhausted, both physically and mentally, and feels like she is about to die. But as soon as she gets home, there are hot dishes waiting for her.

In this situation, what more could one ask for?

Before long, dinner was ready. The three of them stood in front of the table. Chu Fang looked at the two of them and said, "Eat up, what are you standing there for?"

"Don't rush, there's still one more person," He Yi said.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. He Yi yelled that the door wasn't closed, and then the door opened.

There stood a beautiful young woman in front of the door, wearing a long dress and flat shoes. She was mature yet cute, and her short hair gave her a chic and neat look.

"I'm here!" the young woman called out as soon as the door opened.

Zhong Tingyue and He Yi walked over together. The three exchanged a few pleasantries. After the greetings, Zhong Tingyue said to Chu Fang, "Chu Fang, let me introduce you. This is my childhood friend, Yang Meina."

After introducing Yang Meina to Chu Fang, he said to his childhood friend, "Meina, this is Chu Fang, whom you often talk about."

Yang Meina had an indescribable eerie smile on her face, especially when she saw Chu Fang standing there almost in a daze, as if he had fallen into another world. Her joy was beyond words.

She extended her hand and greeted him politely, "Hello, Brother Mantou."

He Yi's lips twitched.

She's a woman who never suffers a loss.

Zhong Tingyue tilted her head: "Brother Mantou".

“Yeah, don’t you think Chu Fang looks a lot like a steamed bun?” Yang Meina forced an explanation for the origin of the nickname, not caring whether her childhood friend believed it or not. She glanced at Chu Fang and said quietly, “But… your boyfriend seems a bit impolite.”

grass!

How could it be her?

Is this girl who has been starving for three days Zhong Tingyue's childhood friend?

Why did this woman deliberately cause me trouble a while ago?

... ...

Several questions flashed through Chu Fang's mind, but he quickly dismissed those inexplicable questions, came to his senses, and extended his hand to shake hands with the other person: "Um... hello."

He had a smile on his face, but it was a stiff smile, as if he had lost his nerve.

Yang Meina shook her head: "I'm not okay."

Zhong Tingyue asked the question on his behalf: "Why?"

"Because the steamed buns don't taste good!" Yang Meina said almost through gritted teeth.