The night in Shanghai is full of prosperity.
Yang Meina's delicate face was filled with helplessness.
Having traveled the world for so many years and met countless men, this was the first time she had encountered a man so stubborn and unyielding.
Other men would either drool or be instantly smitten when they saw her, but Chang Shen seemed completely unmoved, even displaying an indifference in his words.
He spends all his time researching his grand plan to 'name the tiles,' and out of consideration for Chu Fang's feelings, he occasionally educates her about the dangers of plastic surgery.
Chang Shen was like a monk who had renounced worldly desires and was now free from external distractions, immersed in his own world.
The more indifferent Chang Shen was, the more it aroused Yang Meina's curiosity and competitive spirit.
Yang Meina asked softly, "What should I do?"
Zhong Rou shifted her body and leaned against Yang Meina's chest, looking at the chat history, and said, "Sister Nana, I can help you."
"You?" Yang Meina glanced at her sideways. "What do you know? Go play somewhere else, you little brat."
"Since you're completely helpless now, why don't you let me help you? You might as well try anything."
That makes sense.
Yang Meina looked at Zhong Rou on her chest and nodded in agreement. The latter smiled and said, "I'll help you deal with Chang Shen. What reward can I get?"
What do you want?
"Money, lots and lots of money."
With this kind of attitude... Yang Meina rolled her eyes, and after some haggling, the deal was quickly struck.
Zhong Rou took the phone and started typing rapidly.
[Nanako: Hey handsome, are you there? I have something very important to tell you.]
[Born to be useless: Then don't say anything more.]
Nanako: I like you.
Seeing this, Yang Meina gently patted Zhong Rou's small hand.
Why are you telling the truth?
[Born to be useless: Got it.]
[Nanako: Aren't you going to react?]
[Born to be a loser: What kind of reaction do you expect?]
[Nana: Stop being so narcissistic, you're ugly, incredibly ugly.]
[Born to be a loser: Are you trying to manipulate me?]
[Born to be a loser: I like you.]
Yang Meina sat up abruptly.
[Born a loser: Actually, that's a lie.]
A look of surprise flashed in Zhong Rou's eyes.
Back then, Chu Fang almost fell for her trick. Her invincible routine was so easily seen through by Chang Shen, who even used it to manipulate her.
Zhong Rou's expression immediately turned serious.
Today I've met my match.
Zhong Rou was seen touching her chin, lost in thought.
[Born to be a loser: Just kidding, don't take it seriously, and don't get any ideas about me, I don't see a future with you.]
Zhong Rouxuan immediately typed a reply.
[Nanako: Didn't you see the future?]
Yang Meina tilted her head and looked at Zhong Rou. Why did that sentence seem so strange?
After sending the message, the other party seemed to disappear without a trace, and only replied after a long time.
[Born to be a loser: Interesting. You seem like a completely different person; your soul has become more interesting.]
[Nanako: My dad!]
[Born to be useless: Whatever.]
Yang Meina watched in surprise as the two began chatting, and they got quite animated, discussing seemingly unrelated topics such as: Why are unplanned pregnancies always in women? Is hitting someone illegal, but hitting yourself is illegal too? Why do people use hand cranks in wheelchairs? Wouldn't foot pedals be more energy-efficient?... ...
No matter how you look at it, these two seem like complete lunatics.
After about ten minutes, Zhong Rou took the initiative to end the conversation, while Chang Shen's words revealed reluctance to part, and he invited her to dinner.
Zhong Rou tilted her head and asked, "Sister, should we say yes?"
“Hmm… okay, but he has to treat us,” Yang Meina replied.
Zhong Rou immediately asked Chang Shen, who agreed to treat her to a meal. The two then set a time and ended the call.
Yang Meina hugged Zhong Rou's neck and kissed her cheeks and forehead profusely: "Rou Rou, you're amazing! How did you manage to win over Chang Shen?"
Zhong Rou tossed her phone aside and said dismissively, "Tch! I've seen plenty of people like this."
The boys and girls at the school all seemed weary of the world, just like Chang Shen.
When you encounter this kind of person, you either beat them up or talk about some inexplicable philosophical questions, which will make them much more obedient.
To put it bluntly, they've eaten too much, so we need to find them something to do.
As she said this, Zhong Rou straightened her back, a sense of pride welling up inside her.
I'm absolutely amazing!
But... why don't my older sister and brother-in-law think about those issues? All my abilities are going to waste.
... ...
In the capital, a fierce wind whipped up dark clouds, plunging the night sky into darkness, and a torrential downpour began.
Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue sat facing each other.
Zhong Tingyue looked at her boyfriend, unsure of what to ask.
Tonight's confession session has given her a complete understanding of Chu Fang's past experiences, his wealth, and his seemingly ordinary yet eventful first half of life.
Chu Fang remained calm.
Zhong Tingyue quickly came to her senses, pursing her lips: "Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"
Chu Fangquan asked strange and unusual questions, none of which concerned their relationship, such as: How deep is your love for me? Please answer in cubic meters; ... ...
He shook his head: "Tonight is the night you want to get to know me."
Zhong Tingyue poured herself another glass, drank it all in one gulp, and a faint blush appeared on her slightly tipsy cheeks, like peach blossoms blooming in spring.
What is your greatest achievement in life?
"I met you."
I don't believe it.
"Fine then, I'll make lots and lots of money and become a tycoon." Chu Fang rolled his eyes.
The atmosphere these days is so strange.
No one believes the truth, but lies seem exceptionally believable.
Everyone has some kind of mental problem.
Where has the most basic trust between people gone?
He then asked, "And what about you?"
Zhong Tingyue rested her chin on her hand, pondered for a moment, and replied, "I met you."
Seeing Chu Fang nod, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "You believe me?"
"Yes," Chu Fang answered without hesitation. "You're Zhong Tingyue, my girlfriend. Of course I believe you unconditionally. What can I do? I like you..."
Chu Fang's serious expression stirred something within Zhong Tingyue. She realized she had misunderstood her boyfriend and felt a pang of guilt, realizing she shouldn't have spoken that way.
Compared to her boyfriend, she seemed too petty.
Suddenly, seeing Chu Fang's lips curl slightly up, she snapped back to reality, pointed at him, and said, "Chu Fang, you did that on purpose."
"What do you mean, intentional?"
“They deliberately spoke sincerely to make me feel guilty.”
Is sincerity wrong?
"..." Zhong Tingyue didn't know how to answer for a moment, so she could only argue irrationally, her voice carrying a hint of coquettishness: "Anyway, I don't have as many tricks up my sleeve as you."
Actually, I don't have any ulterior motives, but sincerity is my ultimate weapon.
Ms. Zhong, you should learn more from this.
... ...
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