Leaving the tomb, Chu Fang glanced at Zhong Tingyue with a serious expression and said, "Stop pretending, just laugh."
“Hehe… ..." Upon hearing this, Zhong Tingyue’s lips curved into a slight smile, like a flower in bloom. “I have won this round in the end.”
She never expected that in his later years, Mr. Wu would make a complete 180-degree turn in his thinking and actually agree with her ideas.
"pity."
Chu Fang asked in confusion, "What's a pity?"
"If I had known this before, I wouldn't have painted, and I wouldn't have spent so much energy and effort on it."
"That was a wonderful experience."
“It wasn’t pleasant at all.” Zhong Tingyue frowned her beautiful eyebrows. “It took countless brain cells of mine; the feeling was worse than death.”
With this matter concluded, she felt a great weight lifted from her chest, as if the weight had vanished.
"I don't believe it unless you let me touch it."
"roll!"
"Okay!"
Having such a wife is truly a tragedy for Chu Fang.
The two chatted for a while before heading to the studio. Having not been there for a long time, the employees were surprised to see Zhong Tingyue's beautiful figure and quickly got back to work.
Jiang Wenzhen looked Zhong Tingyue up and down, making a "tsk tsk" sound.
"What are you doing?" Zhong Tingyue asked.
How many months pregnant is Sister Zhong?
"What, several months?"
"Chu Fang said you are pregnant, and with triplets no less, and that you are staying home to rest during this time."
Zhong Tingyue glared angrily: "Chu! Fang!"
Can this man ever tell the truth?
As the old saying goes, believing a man's words can lead to tears in the middle of the night.
"Hehe..." Chu Fang grinned.
... ...
Late at night, the noise in the bedroom continued for a long time until it gradually subsided after midnight.
Chu Fang felt completely drained (in a physical sense), his voice hoarse: "Zhong Tingyue, have you gone mad?"
Ms. Zhong, who is usually quite docile, was completely different tonight, giving him quite a hard time.
"When you reach middle age, you have no choice but to soak goji berries in your thermos. That's so true," Chu Fang thought to himself. "From today on, I'm going to soak goji berries too."
The moonlight streamed in, casting a soft glow on her pretty face, giving it a delicate blush and adding to her charm.
"Mr. Chu."
"Call me father."
"Father Chu."
“... ..."
Are you serious?
Chu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth: "Just call me Mr. Chu."
The title 'Father Chu' sounds very harsh.
Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes, a hint of disdain in her expression: "Mr. Chu, you don't seem to be very capable."
"Bullshit!" Chu Fang retorted immediately, "I'm just taking a short break."
"Mr. Chu."
"Um."
Thank you.
"Thank me for what?"
Thank you for your help these past few days.
In order to pursue her painting, Zhong Tingyue abandoned her studio, family, and younger sister, leaving everything to Chu Fang. Chu Fang never complained, as he never cared about his own large company, but personally managed her studio in an orderly manner.
Chu Fang was able to do this entirely because of her.
Zhong Tingyue knew what was going on.
"A verbal thank you?" Chu Fang asked.
"So how do you want to thank me?"
“Emm… …” Chu Fang stroked his chin, lost in thought. As he was thinking, he suddenly felt a hand moving up and down his body.
He grabbed the hand, his face serious: "Ms. Zhong, please be careful. I am not that kind of person. I have my own principles and rules."
His response was a soft "hehe".
These two words deeply stung Chu Fang. He could hardly tolerate this woman's provocation. The sound came from the bedroom again.
... ...
Life gradually returned to normal. Zhong Tingyue focused on her work, while Chu Fang focused on slacking off, leading a leisurely and comfortable life.
A pleasant life always passes quickly, and before we knew it, it was the end of April.
After a "great" adjustment of work schedules, workers across the country are welcoming a five-day holiday.
Compared to working people, Zhong Tingyue had a slightly longer break, giving herself a week off.
The main reason is that May Day is the day she and Chu Fang got engaged, and the two of them need to go back to their hometown to prepare for the occasion.
Nighttime, in the living room.
Zhong Tingyue was packing up her daily necessities, putting hers, Chu Fang's, and Zhong Rou's into different boxes, organizing them neatly, while muttering to herself:
"I brought you a few jackets. Although it's almost May, it's still a bit chilly, so you don't catch a cold. Your toothbrush and toothpaste are in the cup; just open it when you need them..."
“Hey, give me some response.” Zhong Tingyue looked at her fiancé.
"Oh, I see." Chu Fang didn't even look up, continuing to play the game. "Zhong Rou, you seduce the other person, and I'll crouch in the grass. When we team up, we're invincible."
Less than five seconds later, the other teammates heard the news that the enemy hero had taken first blood.
Ueno team up, one dies and one is sent away.
Zhong Rou was speechless: "Brother-in-law, you really are my good brother-in-law."
Chu Fang replied, "Of course!"
Zhong Rou; "... ..."
Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue are leaving Shanghai, and Zhong Rou also needs to go home early; she just needs to ask for leave.
For the past two weeks, Zhong Rou has been behaving herself, and her homeroom teacher, Gao Ruoyun, has exploited her weaknesses, turning her into a little lamb.
Because of her good behavior, the homeroom teacher approved the leave request.
After tidying up her daily necessities, Zhong Tingyue lay on the sofa, resting her head on Chu Fang's lap, staring at the ceiling: "Phew, we're actually getting engaged."
It all feels so incredible.
From childhood to adulthood, she never liked any boys. It seemed that no man could arouse her interest in any kind of man. Even after entering society, this was still the case. She thought she had some kind of condition that made her uninterested in men, and in the end, she died alone.
He lived a lonely life in his old age, then gradually fell ill and died unnoticed.
Even as the body decomposed, no one knew.
But... thankfully, I finally met the love of my life.
They both believed that the other was the one they would spend the last time with.
When Zhong Tingyue looked up, she saw Chu Fang giving gifts to a female streamer and asking for her photos in the chat.
"Fuck you!"
While she was feeling sentimental, the man was seducing the female anchor.
Is this something a human being could do?
"This is a live streamer under Yang Meina's company."
"Then why do you want their photos taken?"
Chu Fang said seriously, "I think she's not feeling well, and I'd like to give her a check-up."
Seeing that someone was about to get angry, he quickly changed the subject: "Do you know how things are going between Yang Meina and Chang Shen lately?"
"I don't know, what happened between them?"
"You don't know? That's good." Chu Fang breathed a sigh of relief. "There's nothing going on between them."
Then, a commotion broke out in the house.
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