After leaving Wu Di's company, Chu Fang took his mother to a temple to burn incense and pray to Buddha.
Chu's mother said that she lied and came to Shanghai to pray for rain, so she must have prayed for rain.
To this, Chu Fang could only say, "Whatever makes you happy, Mom."
After leaving the temple, Chu Fang said, "Mom, I have some important business to attend to tomorrow. Would it be alright if you went to Zhong Tingyue's studio instead?"
"What is it?" Hearing this, Chu's mother looked wary. "Are you annoyed by me? Are you deliberately shunning me?"
"No, I have important business at my company." Chu Fang showed Kang Bofa's message, "You can come if you want, but my company is boring, not as good as Zhong Tingyue's."
Upon seeing the message, Chu's mother nodded: "Okay, I promise you."
Upon hearing this, Chu Fang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Tomorrow he plans to plan all the details of the marriage proposal. With his mother by his side, given her unconventional personality, she might come up with some 'grand plan' that would mess with his thoughts and ideas.
I might as well go with Zhong Tingyue and try to build a good relationship between the two of them, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
Back home, Chu Fang told Zhong Tingyue about it, and the latter nodded in agreement.
The next day, the morning sun shone brightly.
Zhong Tingyue and Chu's mother walked to the studio. On the way, the latter looked around curiously at the people in suits, eating bread and striding away.
Chu's mother said softly, "He looks so handsome and dashing in a suit, just like a domineering CEO in a TV drama."
Zhong Tingyue smiled and said, "...Auntie, that's television. In reality, people who wear suits are working-class people."
If given a choice, who would want to wear a tight-fitting suit to work?
It was like being wrapped in a shroud, lifeless and gloomy.
Two years ago, Chu's mother visited the studio and thus got to know the people working there.
"Hey... Hello, little beauty." Chu's mother greeted Jiang Wenzhen.
"Auntie, you've finally arrived! Chu Fang bullies me all the time," Jiang Wenzhen said, looking aggrieved.
“Bullying? No way, my darling never bullies anyone. Otherwise, it’s your fault,” Chu’s mother replied honestly.
Zhong Tingyue wanted to laugh.
In Chu's mother's mind, Chu Fang was a super positive figure. Even if he kicked a stray dog on the roadside out of boredom, Chu's mother thought Chu Fang did the right thing!
No one can smear their son in front of his mother.
Jiang Wenzhen: "... ..."
Zhong Tingyue arranged for Chu's mother to sit at Chu Fang's workstation, turned on a family drama series, and placed various snacks next to her, letting Chu's mother play as she pleased.
Until noon.
Chu's mother stretched and yawned, "Ah, I'm exhausted."
Cai Guan finally understood why Chu Fang was so lazy—it was a genetic trait passed down through his bloodline.
"Little Fatty, how did you lose weight?" Chu's mother asked.
"Exercise and diet."
"That's good... I know someone who died from dieting. You must never end up like that person."
"...Okay, Auntie."
At noon, Zhong Tingyue took Chu's mother downstairs for lunch. They ordered several Sichuan dishes, and the latter kept muttering, "So expensive! Is the pork for the twice-cooked pork in this restaurant freshly slaughtered?"
I spent the whole afternoon complaining about the prices in Shanghai. Food costs money, water costs money, even the air I breathe seems to reek of money...
"Hey, you've littered." Chu's mother patted the client who came to discuss the project and said seriously.
“I’m your boss’s client,” the man replied.
"You can't just litter. Pick it up and put it in the trash can."
The man solemnly repeated, "I am a major client who brings projects to your company."
Chu's mother tilted her head and said, "So you think you can be so rude?"
Upon hearing this, the client started making a fuss and then told Zhong Tingyue that he would fire Chu Ma or terminate the project agreement. Zhong Tingyue then terminated the cooperation with the client first and asked him to leave.
Chu's mother finally realized what had happened and was somewhat at a loss: "Did I do something wrong?"
“No, Auntie, you did the right thing,” Zhong Tingyue replied with a smile. “Our studio doesn’t cooperate with people of low character.”
"real?"
"Of course it's true."
Compared to project cooperation, Zhong Tingyue cared more about Chu's mother's feelings and did not want this naive mother-in-law to be wronged.
Upon hearing this, Chu's mother became smug; "I've done a good thing for your company, you should thank me, hurry up and thank me."
Jiang Wenzhen covered her mouth tightly, trying not to laugh out loud.
Zhong Tingyue sighed for a few seconds and said, "Thank you for your help, Auntie."
"You're welcome!"
... ...
At night, dazzling lights illuminate the bustling metropolis of Shanghai.
Zhong Tingyue looked up at Chu Fang, who was hunched over the table writing and drawing, and then asked, "What are you doing?"
Chu Fang answered without turning his head: "Work."
"You seem to be very busy lately?"
“Yes, I’m swamped.” He put down his pen and turned around. “There’s so much going on at Founder Investment Company, and Kang Bo has no independent thought; I have to make all the decisions.”
Zhong Tingyue put down her work and walked over to Chu Fang. The latter immediately put away his notebook, and while massaging his shoulders, she asked, "Really?"
"Of course, why would I lie to you?" Chu Fang said earnestly.
Zhong Tingyue's voice carried a hint of mischief: "But I asked Kang Bo, and he said the company isn't busy lately, and you rarely go to the company."
Um?
Chu Fang was taken aback, thinking to himself, "This woman usually doesn't ask me what I do or what the company is doing, but she actually did today, and she seems to know a lot about the company's recent situation."
His heart sank: "Could Zhong Tingyue have discovered something?"
"No way, absolutely not!"
He then said, "Impossible! The company has been very busy lately. You certainly didn't ask Kang Bo. You're doubting me. Zhong Tingyue, you're being unreasonable."
Zhong Tingyue smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, I was overthinking it. You are indeed working diligently."
Chu Fang was taken aback: "You believe it?"
"Of course, you're my future husband. If I don't trust you, who else can I trust?"
These words confused Chu Fang, who asked, "Have you discovered something?"
Zhong Tingyue blinked her clear eyes: "What did you find?"
"Oh, it's nothing, I was just saying."
"whee... ..."
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