In the studio, Jiang Wenzhen was lounging lazily at her workstation.
Upon seeing Chu Fang enter, Jiang Wenzhen immediately perked up and drawled, "Brother Chu~~~"
Chu Fang wrote a character on his desk and asked Jiang Wenzhen, "What's the pronunciation of this character?"
Jiang Wenzhen was visibly stunned when she saw the words on the table. If it were before, she would have thought that Chu Fang was just playing a prank on her. But considering that Chu Fang had been trying to get rid of his bad habits recently, there must be a deeper meaning behind it.
Jiang Wenzhen read aloud, "Father?"
"Yes," Chu Fang replied smoothly.
"Chu Fang, you!" Jiang Wenzhen immediately broke down in defenses. "Weren't you trying to break your bad habits lately?"
“I’m not quitting,” Chu Fang replied, then looked deeply at Jiang Wenzhen. “I remember your deception and schemes against me yesterday, and I will take revenge on you in every way.”
BYD, spending hundreds of thousands on a meal is a small matter, but he can't accept being pranked by Jiang Wenzhen.
If I don't take revenge, I'm not a Chu!
Chu Fang ignored Jiang Wenzhen and went straight into Zhong Tingyue's office. Zhong Tingyue was in a meeting and was surprised: "Didn't I tell you to rest? Why are you here?"
Chu Fang: "I miss you."
In an instant, the atmosphere in the office became strange. Several colleagues in the meeting exchanged glances, silently left the company, and closed the door.
As soon as the door closed, several colleagues began to whisper among themselves. One of the boys said tenderly, "I missed you."
Another girl, with her fingers delicately swaying, said, "Oh, you rascal, I miss you too."
A few words summed up the dynamic between the two, instantly enlivening the studio.
... ...
Chu Fang arrived at the studio at a little after five o'clock. After sitting for a while, it was time to leave work. Seeing that it was time to leave, he immediately pulled Zhong Tingyue away from the studio.
Jiang Wenzhen frowned as she watched Chu Fang's departing figure.
"bad thing."
"What's wrong?" Cai Guan asked.
"That sleazy Chu Fang is back again." Today, Jiang Wenzhen could smell that sleazy stench coming from Chu Fang.
"Chu Fang said he remembered the prank I played on him yesterday and wants to get revenge. No, I can't just let him get revenge like this. I need to think of a way to resist Chu Fang's revenge."
Cai Guan looked at the entrance of the studio and smiled gently.
... ...
Chu Fang pulled Zhong Tingyue away from the studio. Instead of going home, they drove to a Western restaurant on the Bund in Shanghai. The restaurant was decorated in a magnificent style, with burning candles and soft music playing... creating a very romantic atmosphere.
Chu Fang snapped his fingers, and a waiter came over. He said, "I want your most romantic set meal."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The waiter then went downstairs and soon brought out a Western meal: Wellington steak, sausage omelet, and garlic butter shrimp—a standard Western meal.
Chu Fang looked around and said, "Bring up your most expensive red wine."
The waiter said softly, "That red wine costs 150,000..."
"Price doesn't matter, just bring it up."
The waiter immediately realized that this was a rich guy who only cared about the feeling and not the price. He then went to get the restaurant's red wine, and when the wine arrived, he was also given a complimentary violinist.
Chu Fang gestured for the two to leave, then opened the wine bottle and poured two glasses of red wine.
The red wine glasses clinked together, making a crisp sound.
Chu Fang took a sip of red wine: "This stuff doesn't taste good at all."
"Then why did you still buy it?" Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes.
"I'm willing, is that not allowed?" Chu Fang retorted stubbornly.
Zhong Tingyue chose to change the subject: "Mr. Chu seems to be in a very good mood today."
"Is there?"
"Yes, they're already beaming with joy."
Upon hearing this, Chu Fang smiled and said, "Today, I have finally figured out some things."
Zhong Tingyue asked the waiter for a pair of chopsticks to pick up some food.
As a Chinese person, she has never been able to get used to the Western way of eating. She is not comfortable using forks and knives, so whenever she goes to a Western restaurant, she always asks for an extra pair of chopsticks.
Although she often receives strange looks, she feels quite good about it, finding it peaceful and comfortable.
While eating, Zhong Tingyue spoke: "Something?"
“Yes.” Chu Fang nodded. “I seem to be getting too caught up in the details about the child. On the one hand, I’m thinking too much and too far ahead. But none of us can predict whether the sun will rise tomorrow. Thinking too much and too far ahead is not realistic.”
Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get.
Chu Fang felt that he had been thinking too far ahead, which had bound him and prevented him from taking action.
Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips: "On the other hand?"
“Hmm… …” Chu Fang stroked his chin, “On the other hand, no one is born knowing how to take care of children. It is only after becoming parents that they learn and study little by little how to take care of children, communicate with them, and teach them the right way of thinking.”
"I haven't even become a father yet, so how can I talk about things like taking care of someone or educating them?"
Today I ran into Xue'er and her mother. His biggest feeling was that his own good or bad was not judged by himself, but by what his child said.
That charming married woman didn't think she was a good mother, but in Xue'er's eyes, she was the best mother in the world.
Chu Fang spoke his mind, then looked at his wife and asked, "Ms. Zhong, am I right?"
“Yes, Mr. Chu’s words are absolutely correct.” Zhong Tingyue nodded.
"Let's drink."
Clang!
The wine glass made a crisp sound.
Chu Fang was in a particularly good mood, finally free from the knot in his heart that had been there for many days. He stared at Zhong Tingyue without blinking and said, "Ms. Zhong."
"What's wrong?" Zhong Tingyue raised an eyebrow.
"You're so beautiful."
Today, Zhong Tingyue wore a soft cotton and linen shirt in a light color. The collar was slightly open, revealing her collarbone just right, which was neither too revealing nor too light.
She wore a knee-length cotton skirt and flat sandals, perhaps decorated with tiny floral patterns, exuding a sense of ease and casualness.
Zhong Tingyue wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth and pulled Chu Fang along, saying, "Let's go."
"what?"
"Go have a baby."
"Huh?" Chu Fang was a little flustered as soon as he said that. "So fast? Don't we need to wait? Should we prepare ourselves mentally?"
"You've been mentally preparing for so long, what more do you need to prepare?"
"Then you're not going to prepare anything?"
“No need.” Zhong Tingyue waved her hand. “I’ve already figured it out. Why should I care about the child’s opinion? The one I’ll spend the rest of my life with is Mr. Chu, not the child. Your thoughts are my thoughts, and your answer is my answer.”
Chu Fang thought for a moment.
This woman is so easygoing; she pushes all the difficulties onto him while she doesn't have to use her brain at all.
Then Chu Fang, pulling Zhong Tingyue along, strode confidently towards the Western restaurant. However, as soon as they left, they were stopped by a waiter: "Sir, you haven't paid your bill yet."
Chu Fang: "..."
He then paid the bill, hailed a taxi, and left, rushing back to his residential compound at lightning speed.
"Young Master Chu..." The security guard was about to speak when he saw Chu Fang.
But Chu Fang interrupted immediately: "Shut up, sir, or I'll tell you, auntie, that you secretly liked the posts of girls who were involved in scandals."
Security guard: "... ..."
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