Wang Fa loves to organize class reunions, and he does it almost every year, even if it costs him his own money, he's happy to do so.
No other meaning intended.
He had poor grades in school and suffered a lot of criticism, which made him feel very ashamed. After he became successful, he wanted to regain his former dignity.
The arrival of Chu Fang disrupted his plans.
Chu Fang is highly educated, handsome, and most importantly, he's damn rich.
How can Wang Fa continue to show off like this?
I can't keep up the act!
Is there no justice?!
God, can you send a bolt of lightning to strike this person dead?
I spent money, and it turns out Chu Fang got to show off.
Wouldn't that make me a scapegoat?!
At the class reunion that lasted all night, almost everyone's attention was focused on Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue. The two left late at night.
Watching their departing figures, Wang Fa gradually withdrew his gaze, clapped his hands, and said, "Anyone going to karaoke tonight? My treat."
"President Wang is very generous."
"I knew Wang Fa wouldn't forget us old classmates."
“... ..."
A group of old classmates headed to a karaoke bar together, determined to have a good time all night, having completely forgotten about Chu Fang from earlier.
Wang Fan and her sisters stood still and said softly:
“I used to think that Chu Fang had a problem with his sexual orientation, but it seems that he just hasn’t met the right person yet.”
"Chu Fang's fiancée is so beautiful, she's the most elegant girl I've ever met."
“Sitting next to her, I felt like an ugly duckling.”
"I almost couldn't breathe."
"Sigh, perhaps only a girl like that is worthy of Chu Fang."
“... ..."
The dim streetlights dispelled the darkness, and Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue slowly walked home. The latter put her hands in the former's pockets and couldn't help but shiver: "Hiss... It's so cold."
She was so beautiful just now, but now she's truly frozen in the cold.
"Is it cold?"
"nonsense!"
Chu Fang said calmly, "You've brought this on yourself."
He took off the scarf from his own neck and draped it around his fiancée's neck, carefully putting it on her, and said, "Is it warm? This is my way of showing you affection."
Wearing the scarf, Zhong Tingyue instantly felt much warmer, and it also had a faint fragrance.
"Ms. Zhong, can I ask you a question?"
Don't ask.
"No, I'm going to ask anyway."
Then why are you even discussing this with me?
Does it make you seem democratic?
Why did you go to the class reunion, and why are you dressed so nicely?
Zhong Tingyue is a very indifferent person. She would not attend these kinds of gatherings, nor would she dress so elegantly. But tonight, she is acting out of character.
"I like."
Chu Fang stroked his chin: "Is it because you encountered Wang Fan that you felt threatened and vowed to suppress those girls, only wanting to monopolize me and not let other girls get close?"
"hehe... ..."
"Speechless, huh? That means I guessed right." Chu Fang patted his chest. "Ms. Zhong, don't worry, I have no ulterior motives. This beautiful flower of mine can only survive if it's stuck on this piece of crap of yours."
"Hey? Why did you hit me? Go easy on me, your nails have gotten long again, you need to trim them. Still hitting me, huh? I'm fighting back, watch out for my 'Chu-style Eight Fists'..."
The streetlights cast long shadows of the two people, and their playful bickering made them look quite like two slender monsters frolicking.
... ...
The next day, the weather was still as cold as ever, making Chu Fang reluctant to leave his warm bed.
For some reason, he doesn't like to turn on the air conditioner in winter, preferring to be cold rather than turn it on. The only way to stay warm is by shaking his legs; shaking them quickly makes him warmer, while shaking them slowly makes him feel cold.
Chu Fang looked outside, took a deep breath, and suddenly got up and dressed.
After breakfast, Chu's mother wrote down all the things she needed to buy on a piece of paper: vegetables, meat, firecrackers, seafood, delicacies...
Chu's mother plans to hold a banquet tomorrow to invite Chu's relatives and friends to meet Zhong Tingyue, so there are many things to buy.
"Oh, and don't forget to buy medicine for Grandma," she added before leaving.
Chu Fang waved his hand: "I understand."
"Dad, can I borrow your car for a bit?" Chu Fang asked.
"Don't you have your own car?" Chu's father replied calmly.
“I’m going to the city to buy vegetables and meat, and my car isn’t suitable for carrying those things.”
Who's the kind-hearted person who uses a Rolls-Royce to haul vegetables?
"No way! Who told you to buy such an expensive car?"
Chu Fang: "..."
You think your beat-up car is a treasure...?
Chu's father had been driving that car for decades and still treated it like a treasure. He wouldn't let Chu Fang drive it even if he wanted to.
Left with no other choice, Chu Fang had to drive Zhong Tingyue into the city.
A Rolls-Royce carrying vegetables and meat sounds pretty good.
"Holy crap! That's fast! Is that a Rolls-Royce?" A driver on the road rubbed his eyes. "We still have Rolls-Royces in this crappy city."
As the Lunar New Year approached, the small city was exceptionally congested, with traffic jams at every turn. Amidst this throng of cars, Chu Fang's Rolls-Royce stood out conspicuously, with surrounding vehicles keeping a safe distance of several meters for fear of a collision, which would result in exorbitant compensation.
Chu Fang was happy for these cars to stay away from him, not out of vanity, but because if his car got hit, he couldn't be bothered to argue with ordinary people, and in the end he would just have to pay for the repairs himself.
No need!
Upon entering the city, Chu Fang turned the steering wheel, and Zhong Tingyue immediately said, "You've deviated from the navigation."
"I know, I'm planning to take you somewhere."
"Where?"
"A place I've been saving up for over twenty years before taking you there," Chu Fang replied.
Upon hearing this, Zhong Tingyue raised her beautiful eyebrows.
For over twenty years, this was almost entirely Chu Fang's single life. It seems that place held a special meaning, and Chu Fang had never told her about it.
Zhong Tingyue felt a great curiosity arise in her heart.
The car turned left and right through the city before finally stopping at its destination. The two got out of the car, and Zhong Tingyue looked up at the building in front of her and said, word by word, "Holiday Crown Hotel."
Chu Fang, you're a real genius!
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