Yang Meina glared at Chu Fang, almost gritting her teeth as she replied, "You win."
"Sigh!" Chu Fang sighed sadly, "I invited you to dinner, and this is how you repay me. How cold-hearted the world is."
He watched as Yang Meina finished eating three steamed buns with a gritted teeth and a ferocious expression. After swallowing the last bite, he thought for a moment and asked, "Are you still hungry? I can buy a few more. I'm a kind-hearted person and can't stand seeing others suffer."
"Need not!"
Chu Fang waved his hand in disappointment: "Never mind then, goodbye."
After saying that, without looking at the other person's expression or listening to their reply, he smiled and left, leaving Yang Meina standing there.
"Idiot! Scoundrel! Rogue!... ...moron!" Yang Meina took a deep breath, trying to suppress her inner turmoil, but after several breaths, she couldn't hold back any longer and burst out cursing, "Damn it, how could I have met such a weirdo like you? Are you cerebellar atrophy, born with developmental delays?... ..."
She never expected Chu Fang to treat her like that, threatening her to eat three steamed buns dry without even buying her a bottle of mineral water.
How could there be such a man in the world?!
Yang Meina grew angrier the more she thought about it: "No, I can't let this go. I'm going to teach you a lesson today and show you how many eyes Lord Ma has."
... ...
On the way back, Chu Fang walked back with a smile, especially happy when he thought of Yang Meina's incredulous look.
"I'm too kind," he thought to himself.
When he arrived at the Tanhua residential area, he didn't rush in. Instead, he went to the vegetable market next door to buy groceries.
The vegetable market is busiest in the evening because workers finally have time to prepare a warm dinner for themselves.
The small farmers' market was crowded with people.
"Handsome, eleven yuan."
After buying some groceries for tonight, Chu Fang took out his phone to pay when he suddenly heard a scanning sound next to him, followed by the voice saying, "I bought it for him."
He looked up, raised an eyebrow, and said with a smile, "Oh, didn't you say you hadn't eaten for three days? Where did you get the money to pay the bill?"
That's right, the person who paid his bill was Yang Meina, who had just eaten three steamed buns.
"Mind your own business." Perhaps realizing her plan had failed, Yang Meina abandoned her affected demeanor and said fiercely.
"Hehe." Chu Fang chuckled lightly, "Alright then, show me your WeChat QR code, and I'll scan it to pay for the food."
"No need, you treat me to dinner," Yang Meina replied.
Chu Fang brought up the food: "We've never met before, and I've already treated you to three steamed buns. You still want me to treat you to a meal? Aren't you being too greedy?"
Just thinking about it makes Yang Meina furious. She grits her teeth and says, "Shameless!"
"Forget it, I don't want to play with you anymore." Chu Fang took out his phone and gestured, "I spent nine yuan to buy you steamed buns, and you paid for me for eleven yuan. I owe you two yuan. Scan the code."
"I don't want money, you're treating me to a meal," Yang Meina said stubbornly.
"Take it or leave it." Chu Fang ignored the other person, picked up the bag and walked towards the residential area. "I'm too lazy to even scan the two yuan."
He had no interest in the young woman in front of him. She was neither his relative nor his friend, nor Zhong Tingyue nor Zhong Tingyue's friend. He didn't want to get involved with her too much.
Even so, the young girl seemed determined to follow him, staying right behind him the whole time.
Upon arriving at the residential compound, Chu Fang tossed a cigarette to the security guard at the gate. The guard caught it deftly and skillfully hung it behind his ear, while Chu Fang said, "Sir, the girl behind you isn't from our compound. We can't let strangers in."
"Damn it!" Yang Meina stopped in her tracks.
Upon entering the residential area, he didn't rush to leave. He turned around and looked at the young woman outside the gate, saying, "Hehe."
Just as he was about to go home, he suddenly saw Yang Meina biting her lip tightly, her body trembling slightly, her breathing becoming heavy and rapid, and her face turning pale.
Yang Meina looked at him and said in a low voice, "It hurts."
"Damn it!" Chu Fang blurted out, then dropped his pocket, walked to the door, grabbed the other person to support him, and pulled out his phone to dial the hospital's emergency number.
He could tell that Yang Meina's pained expression wasn't feigned; it was obvious that she was in real pain.
Chu Fang was a little annoyed. He didn't want to talk to the girl, but considering that he had just teased her and that he owed her two yuan, he felt he had to help her out.
A short while later, the hospital ambulance arrived. Chu Fang helped Yang Meina into the ambulance and then prepared to leave.
"Aren't you going?" Yang Meina touched her stomach, enduring the pain.
"Am I your father?" Chu Fang asked.
"Hey, stop talking too much." The doctor patted him on the shoulder. "You need someone to accompany you to the hospital to take care of things. You should come with me."
"I've had the worst luck today..." Chu Fang turned and got into the ambulance, heading to the hospital together.
However, to his dismay, before even reaching the hospital, a doctor's examination and questioning revealed Yang Meina's condition: a disease caused by gastric motility disorder, clinically manifested as upper abdominal pain, burning sensation in the upper abdomen...
In plain terms, it means you ate too much.
"It's all your fault." Yang Meina gave him a light kick, but missed. "If you hadn't made me finish those three steamed buns, I wouldn't have gotten sick."
“... ..."
Three mere steamed buns can cause indigestion? How small is your stomach...? Chu Fang was helpless.
The doctor prescribed a few pills, and Yang Meina's stomach pain subsided. However, since the ambulance had already been dispatched, she still wanted to go to the hospital for another check-up to rule out any other possible ailments.
"Yes." Yang Meina nodded at Chu Fang.
"What?" he replied reluctantly.
What's your name?
"Ni Die".
“Ni… …spy?” Yang Meina tilted her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on. She glared at Chu Fang and said, “Your father, I am your father.”
Even at this point, he's still taking advantage of her.
I had heard of Chu Fang's shamelessness from Zhong Tingyue, but I never imagined it was this shameless.
"Handsome, can I add you on WeChat?" Seeing Chu Fang roll his eyes, Yang Meina felt like she had punched a cotton ball, and her tone immediately softened.
"No."
"Does the handsome guy have a girlfriend?"
"It's none of your business."
"Handsome, how about I be your girlfriend?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Fang turned around and sized up Yang Meina: "I'm not interested in you."
"So what kind of girls are you interested in?"
"Hmm... ...anyway, it's not you."
“... ..."
Along the way, Yang Meina consciously asked Chu Fang for personal information to find out if he was two-faced. Chu Fang answered unconsciously, completely unaware that he had been completely exposed to others.
Ghostly, could he really be a good man? A handsome guy who doesn't get close to women? ... ... Yang Meina frowned.
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