"Mom, don't meddle in other people's business anymore." Sitting next to the old lady was her son, a middle-aged man with a furrowed brow. "There are many scammers when you're out and about. Protect yourself."
The old woman said sternly, "What are you saying? We are Chinese, we should help each other."
“But it’s because you meddle that we have to pay so much money,” the middle-aged man said. “If you hadn’t helped that old man, he wouldn’t have blamed you.”
The middle-aged man felt helpless.
My mother is a kind-hearted person who likes to help others. She helped an old man who was trying to scam her way out of an accident, and ended up having to pay him back.
My own mother is already in her seventies or eighties, and she's still being scammed by an old man. This world is just too crazy.
The old woman moved her lips: "I, how would I know... ...that man was disrespectful to his elders."
He then changed the subject: "But that girl looked really pitiful; I could even hear her stomach growling."
The middle-aged man glanced at Chu's mother, then, thinking that this was a train and she probably wouldn't be running around with her phone, he didn't say anything more.
A short while later, Chu's mother finished her call, walked briskly, and handed the phone back to the old lady: "Thank you, Auntie."
"Have you made contact?"
"Okay." Chu's mother nodded. "I will return the money to you."
"It's alright, we are all Chinese."
... ...
Yazhou Airport was bustling with activity.
Upon receiving a call from Chu's mother informing him that he was safe, Chu Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even felt a sense of comfort.
Aside from being scammed on her phone, her own mother's journey went smoothly.
At least I made it to the city smoothly, then to Chengdu smoothly, and finally got on the train smoothly. That's already quite an achievement.
When the airport announcement came, Chu Fang took Zhong Tingyue's delicate hand and said, "Let's go, it's time to board the plane back to Shanghai. We need to go to the airport to pick up my mom."
Zhong Tingyue smiled broadly.
My future mother-in-law always manages to come up with something interesting; there'll be plenty of fun to watch after I marry into the Chu family.
It took more than two hours to fly from Yazhou to Shanghai, and I didn't get back to Shanghai until 3 a.m.
They took a taxi home, and as soon as they opened the door, a black shadow rushed towards them.
The tabby cat pounced into Zhong Tingyue's arms, its green eyes filled with sorrow, whimpering softly. The little yellow cat wagged its tail to greet the two of them.
"Phew... Time to go home."
This trip was originally planned to last a few more days before returning to Shanghai, but due to Chu's mother's situation, the trip was ended early.
Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue sat on the sofa, resting quietly.
Just then, the lights went out, and it was pitch black. Then a fierce voice rang out: "Thief, take this!"
Zhong Tingyue said, "Zhong Rou, it's me."
"Huh?" Zhong Rou's voice was a little puzzled, but she quickly shook it off. "Thief, don't try to fool me with my voice. Take this!"
Boom!
"Ouch! That hurts like hell!"
The lights were turned on, illuminating the room. Yang Meina, dressed in pajamas, leaned against the wall and said, "You two came home in the middle of the night without saying a word. We thought we'd been robbed."
Zhong Tingyue looked at her younger sister: "Can't you recognize my voice?"
Holding the stick, Zhong Rou smiled sheepishly: "Sister, I'm slow to react. Besides, I hit the sofa, not the person."
Zhong Tingyue turned to Chu Fang and asked, "Then why are you groaning?"
Chu Fang smiled and said, "I'll cooperate with Zhong Rou to create a more atmospheric atmosphere."
Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."
Yang Meina's slow reaction, Zhong Rou's 'super-heroic' behavior, and her own fiancé's 'cheapness'.
In this huge house, there wasn't a single normal person besides her.
Yang Meina crossed her arms and said, "By the way, weren't you two supposed to be back in a few days? Why are you back today? And you even took a midnight flight."
Chu Fang recounted everything that had happened.
Upon hearing this, Yang Meina gave a thumbs up: "Your mom is awesome!"
"You guys keep talking, I'm going to sleep."
Zhong Rou grabbed the tabby cat by the back of its head and tossed it into the air. The cat landed nimbly, glared at the person in front of it, and then left resentfully.
Zhong Rou, meanwhile, took over the tabby cat's spot and hugged Zhong Tingyue, saying, "Sister, you know I left my hometown to follow you, and our parents are far away. You are my only family, and you abandoned me. I feel terrible."
"Isn't three thousand yuan enough?"
"How can my feelings be expressed with money?"
Zhong Tingyue asked, "Then how should we express it?"
“Fate,” Zhong Rou said, enunciating each word clearly: “Yuanzi’s Yuan.”
... ...
Perhaps because he was worried about Chu's mother, Chu Fang woke up very early, even though he went to bed at four in the morning.
Stepping out of the bedroom and into the living room, Yang Meina raised an eyebrow: "Oh, you're awake."
What did you make for breakfast?
"It's a very good meal, with eggs, vegetables, carbohydrates, and high-quality protein."
Chu Fang glanced at it: "A hamburger?"
Yang Meina said, "Just tell me if it's true or not! Don't nitpick!"
A little while later, Zhong Tingyue and Zhong Rou also got up, and the four of them sat down to eat.
Zhong Rou finished eating first and skipped off to school. Yang Meina wiped her hands and said, "You two are treating me like a servant, aren't you?"
"No." Chu Fang said sincerely, "We entrust Zhong Rou to you because we consider you family."
"Bullshit!" Yang Meina rolled her eyes. "Chu Fang, you're a billionaire, you have so much money, can't you hire a housekeeper or nanny? Why do you insist that I take care of Zhong Rou?"
Chu Fang moved his lips and said softly, "Hiring a nanny costs money."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Yang Meina began to take action, determined to teach this billionaire a lesson.
Fortunately, Zhong Tingyue stopped her childhood friend: "He's just a jerk, don't take it to heart. I bought you cosmetics, they're all big international brands."
"Waaah..." Yang Meina hugged Zhong Tingyue tightly, "Yueyue, you still care about me, unlike that ungrateful wretch."
Chu Fang corrected him, "It was my money."
Yang Meina: "Serves you right!"
Chu Fang: "..."
These days, it seems like everyone who spends money is a troublemaker.
After finishing breakfast, Yang Meina left, intending to go to work at her own mcN company.
Yang Meina's MCN company wasn't exactly bad; Chu Fang secretly helped her a lot, often showering her streamers with gifts, sometimes spending two or three million on a single new account. But it wasn't exactly good either; despite Chu Fang's strong support, her company remained stuck in a limbo, neither high nor low.
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