Night falls and the city lights begin to twinkle.

Chu Fang and Ma Junjie sat by the roadside, eating barbecue and drinking beer, having a great time.

The two chatted idly, talking about the past, present, and future.

"Does Yateng Yige need investment?" Chu Fang winked.

Ma Junjie calmly uttered a single word: "Get lost!"

He finally managed to get rid of Chu Fang and the company was his own, but now he's investing again and treating him like a beast of burden.

Chu Fang, are you even human?

"Like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, not recognizing a kind heart." Chu Fang shook his head. "How did the world become like this? Is it the distortion of human nature, or the decline of morality?"

Ma Junjie just rolled his eyes at him.

"Still single?" Chu Fang didn't dwell on the topic and changed the subject. "I'm saying, you're over thirty and still single, do you think that's appropriate?"

What did your parents say?

Ma Junjie took a sip of his drink: "Why are you so concerned about me? Do you want to introduce me to a girlfriend?"

"No problem, as long as you're willing." Chu Fang nodded. "What kind do you like?"

"As long as she is beautiful, gentle, well-bred, and knowledgeable, and better than Zhong Tingyue in every way, that's fine."

Chu Fang stared at the other person: "Dude, are you treating me like a wishing well?"

He has never met a woman more outstanding than his wife. There may be women who surpass Zhong Tingyue in one aspect, but all things considered, Zhong Tingyue is still the most outstanding.

“Maybe?” Ma Junjie replied.

"impossible!"

What if there is?

"If there were girls like that..." Chu Fang subconsciously retorted, then suddenly realized something, looked Ma Junjie up and down, and muttered, "Something's not right, something's not right. You never used to talk about these things, why are you bringing this up with me now?"

"You seem to be trying to mess with me?"

Ma Junjie shrugged in response.

Just then, a gentle voice rang in Chu Fang's ears, like a spring breeze brushing across a lake, creating gentle ripples.

"Jun Jie".

Chu Fang looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman of about thirty years old, wearing a light blue dress. The hem of the dress swayed gently with her steps, and her long, smooth hair, like black silk, fell over her shoulders with slightly curled ends.

"Why did you drink so much?" The woman in the dress frowned slightly.

"Seeing an old friend, I got carried away," Ma Junjie said with a slight smile.

The woman in the dress looked at Chu Fang and nodded; "I am Junjie's girlfriend, Zhang Jingyi."

Chu Fang lowered his chin, surprised, and remained silent.

Zhang Jingyi: "And who is this?"

Ma Junjie quickly stood up and said, "We're not familiar with each other. Let's go home."

Zhang Jingyi wanted to ask Chu Fang about his identity, but Ma Junjie quickly pulled his girlfriend away. As they left, he said, "I've been drinking, and my girlfriend is here to pick me up. You've been drinking, so where is Zhong Tingyue?"

"Chu Fang, I have won this round in the end!"

He then left with a smug look on his face.

Only after the two got into the car and it disappeared from sight did Chu Fang gradually come to his senses, muttering to himself, "How did Ma Junjie find a girlfriend? How did he do it? How could I let him find one?"

"Why am I so upset that he found a girlfriend?"

"No, no, no, as a friend, I should feel happy, joyful, and glad for Ma Junjie."

Chu Fang gritted his teeth: "I'm really happy!"

He was really suffering!

Before you know it, Ma Junjie is driving a Land Rover. Which of his good friends could accept that?

What's more, after drinking, the girl personally came to pick Ma Junjie up and take him home, which made him even more upset.

Chu Fang sent a message to Zhong Tingyue.

[Solo player in a dating game: Ms. Zhong, I'm drunk, could you come pick me up?]

[Wang Shu: I'm not answering, get lost.]

Chu Fang clutched his chest, feeling a chill.

It's even more painful now...

... ...

Ma Junjie sat in the passenger seat with a forced smile on his face. Zhang Jingyi asked, "Is that Chu Fang, your company's boss, whom you always talk about?"

“Yes.” Ma Junjie nodded. “However, he is no longer my boss. I have already acquired YATeng Yige.”

"He wasn't that handsome, so how did he win that girl's heart?" Zhang Jingyi recalled Chu Fang's appearance.

Ma Junjie had told her about his past relationships.

“Um… Jingyi, you don’t really need to worry about my feelings. I’m not that petty.” Ma Junjie smiled. “Although I’m reluctant to admit it, Chu Fang is indeed quite handsome.”

He has self-awareness.

"Moreover, Chu Fang is truly remarkable, not only in making money, but also in every aspect."

Zhang Jingyi looked at her boyfriend: "No, I don't agree. In my heart, he can't compare to you."

Looking into those pure eyes, Zhang Jingyi asked Ma Junjie, "In your heart, am I better than Zhong Tingyue?"

"You are twice as good as her."

"Why not a hundred times? I'm angry."

"A hundred times is fake, but one time is real."

... ...

Time flows like water, slowly passing by.

Fifteen years later.

Fifteen years have passed, and it seems as if nothing has changed in the world, or rather, there is nothing new under the sun, and nothing much has changed.

Shanghai remains Shanghai, still an international metropolis, still one of the most prosperous cities in China, still a place with soaring housing prices, and still a place that countless people yearn to settle down.

On this day, the sun rose and shone upon the earth.

Chu Jin stretched in the sun, yawning, "Phew... another shabby day."

She then went downstairs and, as soon as she entered the living room, saw her grandmother and mother tearing at each other and fighting.

"You bad woman, if I had known you were this bad, I shouldn't have agreed to let you into my house."

"I've already made it in, what are you going to do about it?" Zhong Tingyue put her hands on her hips. "Are you angry? If you are, then say I did the right thing!"

Upon hearing this, Chu's mother's lips trembled, and she burst into tears.

Chu Jin sighed.

As people get older, they seem to become more and more childish. My own mother, who was so mature and steady, now says such childish things, and my grandmother cries often.

She pulled out a tissue and wiped away the tears from her grandmother's eyes.

Chu's mother stamped her foot: "I'm not eating breakfast."

"Fine, I won't eat then. It's Chu Fang who's worried about you being sick, not me." Zhong Tingyue pouted. "You absolutely mustn't eat!"

"No, I insist on eating it!" These words provoked Chu's mother's rebellious attitude.