In the dead of night, Chu Fang was fast asleep, his thoughts drifting into a dream where he dreamt of his wedding with Zhong Tingyue.
Just as he was about to put the ring on Zhong Tingyue's finger, Zhong Tingyue suddenly said in a serious tone, "Chu Fang, I cannot marry you."
"Why?"
"Because... I like other men. Whenever you are asleep, I sneak out to meet other men."
These words instantly pulled Chu Fang from his dream back to reality.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Damn! This is a nightmare."
Chu Fang turned around and saw that he was alone on the bed, and Zhong Tingyue was nowhere to be seen.
Chu Fang: "!!!"
No, where is that woman, Zhong Tingyue?
Where did it go?
Could what I dreamed about be real?
Your mom's kiss!
He jumped up and, as soon as he stepped out of the bedroom, saw Zhong Tingyue kneading dough.
Zhong Tingyue also saw him and said, "Mr. Chu is awake. Did I make too much noise? Why are you covered in sweat?"
Dreams and reality are opposites... Chu Fang slowly exhaled and asked, "Ms. Zhong, what are you doing so late at night instead of sleeping?"
"I can't sleep, so I'm getting up to knead dough. I'll have noodles for breakfast tomorrow."
And so, Zhong Tingyue kneaded the dough, and Chu Fang watched as she kneaded the dough. Both of them remained silent, and the room was quiet.
After kneading the dough, Zhong Tingyue frowned slightly; "But what if I still can't sleep?"
Chu Fang's eyes widened like saucers: "I can't sleep either."
"Why are you having trouble sleeping too?"
"It's all because of you!"
"What does this have to do with me?" Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes, which was quite charming.
"You're practically cheating on me, how can I possibly sleep?"
Zhong Tingyue knew why her man could be so energetic even when he woke up in the middle of the night; it turned out to be because of this.
She pursed her lips, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Mr. Chu, is the love rival in your dream handsome?"
Chu Fang's lips twitched slightly.
At two in the morning, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue stared at each other with wide eyes; both were night owls.
Chu Fang was silent for a few seconds: "Shall we go eat hot pot?"
"Walk."
The two then left home, and because they were in high spirits, they even chose a hot pot restaurant where there was still a queue late at night.
It's not that other hot pot restaurants aren't open, nor is it because this hot pot restaurant tastes good; there's nothing else to it, it's simply because I want to queue up.
The two sat outside the hot pot restaurant, a breeze blowing by. Chu Fang looked at Zhong Tingyue and said, "Ms. Zhong, you're a real pervert."
"Likewise."
It has to be said that Shanghai's nightlife is rich and vibrant. Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue considered themselves weird for queuing up for hot pot at 2 a.m., but there was a group of weirdos here who shared the same idea.
After waiting in line for about half an hour, it was their turn. They went into the restaurant, sat down, and ordered a variety of dishes, including tripe, duck intestines, and fatty beef...
Just as the two were enjoying their meal, a familiar voice suddenly came from next door. Chu Fang immediately recognized it as the voice of Ma Junjie's girlfriend, Qi Lan, and her best friend, Zhao Yuejia. There seemed to be other girls nearby as well.
Because each table in this hot pot restaurant is separated, you can't see each other, you can only hear each other's voices.
"Lanlan, I heard you have a boyfriend. Does that mean you can't come out with us anymore?" a sweet-sounding girl asked.
Qi Lan replied, "Ma Junjie and I were just playing around. I just wanted to use his connections to meet more wealthy people and pave the way for my future, instead of putting all my eggs in one basket."
"So, do you know any rich people?"
Zhao Yuejia spoke up for her sister, "Of course we know him. Yesterday we met a super handsome and rich guy who drives a Bentley. I looked up that Bentley, and guess how much it costs? Six million three hundred thousand."
These words drew gasps of surprise from those around him.
The group of girls next door were chatting enthusiastically, and Chu Fang, who was enjoying his delicious hot pot, suddenly lost his appetite.
Zhong Tingyue noticed a change in Chu Fang's mood and asked, "Mr. Chu, what's wrong?"
Chu Fang felt a mix of emotions: "Ma Junjie is suffering."
Ma Junjie is a very upright person who always puts others first and ignores his own thoughts. However, such an upright person does not receive good returns.
After years of struggling in Shanghai, he's lost his house; the company belongs to Chu Fang, and he still works under Chu Fang; the girl he likes doesn't reciprocate his feelings, and the girlfriend he finally found seems to have ulterior motives.
When Zhong Tingyue learned that the person next door was Ma Junjie's girlfriend, she also sighed.
"So what do we do next?" Zhong Tingyue asked.
Chu Fang shrugged: "I don't know, but I know we need to leave as soon as possible."
"Why?"
"They're getting ready to leave, and I want to go see where they're going."
Zhong Tingyue hesitated: "But..."
"But what?"
"But I still want to eat hot pot."
Chu Fang: "..."
My wife has a huge appetite.
Chu Fang snapped his fingers, signaling the waiter to pack up the cooked dishes. Then the two of them quietly followed behind Qi Lan and her group of women.
Zhong Tingyue ate the takeout hotpot with a hint of excitement.
"Mr. Chu."
"Um."
“We were like spies, conducting detective work.”
"Shut up."
Before long, Chu Fang and his companion arrived at the bar with Qi Lan and her group. It was three in the morning, the busiest time for the bar.
Qi Lan and her group of girls entered the bar and started drinking. Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue found a secluded corner and watched Qi Lan.
When I saw Qi Lan, she was completely different from her elegant attire yesterday. Now she was wearing hot shorts, her hair was disheveled, and she looked like a gold digger.
More importantly, he was still wearing those black-rimmed glasses.
Yesterday's black-rimmed glasses made her look elegant and refined, but now the black-rimmed glasses add a touch of contrast.
Chu Fang had to admit to a widely circulated saying: Girls who wear glasses are never easy to deal with.
When they saw Qi Lan and her group of girls eating, drinking, and playing around, and when boys came up to chat them up, they didn't refuse.
Just then, a handsome young man walked by, and Chu Fang snapped his fingers.
When the handsome young man saw that it was Chu Fang, he paused for a few seconds and said quietly, "No, buddy, I'm male and I like women."
The handsome guy admitted that Chu Fang was also handsome, but handsomeness cannot transcend gender.
Chu Fang pointed at Qi Lan and said, "Can you win over that girl?"
"That's definitely possible."
"Fifty thousand yuan. If you win over that girl, I'll give you fifty thousand yuan."
The handsome man's eyes lit up when he heard the amount: "Really?"
Why would I lie to you?
"Watch me."
The handsome boy then left and headed towards Qi Lan and her group of girls.
In Chu Fang's eyes, the handsome young man held a wine glass with great elegance, chatted with the girls for a few words, and then quickly kissed Qi Lan.
Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue looked at each other in bewilderment.
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