Chapter 92 Maintenance



Is there a difference?

"have!"

"No."

"Take a close look, aren't your nails smooth and shiny?"

"About the same as before..."

Leaving the nail salon, Zhong Tingyue happily fiddled with the manicure she had spent over an hour getting done, while Chu Fang looked at it again and again, but still couldn't see any difference from before.

It turns out that all that time was wasted.

“Straight man!” Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes at him, exuding charm.

"Nonsense!" he retorted directly, and then, in a natural and casual manner, took the other person's slender hand and stroked it back and forth, as if he were handling a rare treasure, his fingers running over the smooth back of her hand and her palm.

While taking advantage of his girlfriend, he pretended to adjust his non-existent glasses, like an old scholar, and said seriously, "No, I need to study this carefully."

“... ..."

Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips, revealing two adorable dimples on her face, letting him 'study' her.

Ten minutes or so passed.

Zhong Tingyue smirked, "Have you finished your research?"

"No, we still need to continue researching it. It's a very difficult topic," Chu Fang replied without looking up.

She withdrew her hand, cracked her knuckles making a crisp sound, and asked again in a flat voice, "Have you finished your research?"

"Hehe... Oh no, oh no." Chu Fang scratched his face, chuckling sheepishly. "After my professional and in-depth research, I've come to the conclusion—"

He paused, a hesitant expression appearing on his face, but then gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Your hands would be good for braising, almost like pig's trotters."

Before he could finish speaking, he had already driven away from Ms. Zhong at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour.

... ...

cheap!

You bitch!

I had already anticipated the outcome, so why did you act so foolishly, Chu Fang?

You truly are a born scoundrel.

Chu Fang rubbed his arm, trying to relieve the pain, while reflecting on whether he had made a mistake.

Conclusion: I was right!

Zhong Tingyue turned around and pouted, "Stop pretending, I didn't use any force."

"Bullshit! It hurts."

"real?"

"Repeatedly!"

"Then I'll try again."

"Hehe... just kidding."

... ...

Leaving the nail salon, the sun was blazing, and it felt like a sauna outside.

They had a casual meal together, and since they didn't want to go outside in the sun, they ended up watching a movie like any other couple.

The movie ended as the sun was setting, and the two walked out of the cinema.

"This is so ridiculous! What kind of movies are they making these days?" Chu Fang said indignantly. "Even the actors biting a lighter are more interesting than the script."

"Did you see it?" Zhong Tingyue glanced at her and asked quietly.

The movie was over two hours long, and Chu Fang played with her hands for over two hours without stopping. His attention was entirely on her hands, so he had no time to watch the movie.

It's truly eye-opening that they could shamelessly utter such words at this moment.

Chu Fang straightened his body, looking smug.

I didn't praise you! ... ...Zhong Tingyue was speechless.

The setting sun dyed the sky red, and the red clouds filled the sky, creating an extremely romantic scene.

As the sun sets and a salty sea breeze blows, Shanghai suddenly cools down, making it the perfect time for shopping.

The two strolled hand in hand along a famous pedestrian street in Shanghai, a street filled with couples, internet celebrities, handsome men, talent scouts...

Everyone thought that shopping was a girl's innate talent, but Chu Fang thought Zhong Tingyue was an exception.

After all, he rarely saw the other person shopping.

But after actually going shopping with the other person, he realized that stereotypes sometimes do have some truth to them.

At least stereotypes are the result of countless practical experiences.

He sat in the store, patting his aching thighs, while watching Zhong Tingyue browse for hours, still happily selecting clothes and jewelry.

What's even more frustrating is that she was a complete freeloader when she went shopping. Apart from hurting her feet, she didn't buy anything. She was just looking and not buying anything, a pure ineffective user.

Even when the sales assistant raved about her, practically showering her with compliments, she would still give the same answer: "Let me think about it some more."

They were completely unaware of the psychological impact their actions had on the sales associates.

"Okay, I'll take another look."

The familiar voice, the same answer—Chu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth: "Could you please change your lines, old man?"

Zhong Tingyue walked to his side, casually took his hand, their fingers intertwined, and they left the store together.

"My dear sister, can you buy one?" Chu Fang said helplessly as they walked out of the store. "I'll pay for it."

"No!" Zhong Tingyue resolutely refused. "Those clothes are not nice."

"Then you watched for several hours."

Zhong Tingyue retorted, "What's it to you?"

“... ..."

When the two arrived at the Bund in Shanghai, the city was ablaze with lights, like a long, shimmering silver dragon, their lights reflecting off each other in a dazzling display.

They stopped in their tracks. At that moment, the prosperity of Shanghai was revealed to everyone on the Bund, drawing praise and envy.

Next to Chu Fang was a couple who were embracing, their eyes glazed over. The boyfriend said earnestly and seriously, "Baby, I swear, I will make sure you live the life you want. I will buy you a big house here and give you a happy life."

"Thank you, honey." His girlfriend's eyes sparkled with emotion. "I will always be good to you too."

Under the moonlight, on the Bund, the two made a promise to each other.

"What?" Suddenly, Chu Fang noticed a sharp gaze and turned to look at Zhong Tingyue, who was staring at him. "Are you also planning to buy me a big house here? I think it's a good idea. The house can be put in my name."

"Can't you have any shame?" Zhong Tingyue said with disgust. "Usually it's the boys who make promises to the girls, but you're the one making demands of me."

How did I end up with such a shameless boyfriend?

At that time, it was either the blind eye that fell for the other person, or both eyes were blind.

But I have to admit, she really enjoys this kind of shamelessness.

It's so shameless it's outrageous.

"I don't have any money." He seemed quite nonchalant about it, shrugging his shoulders and telling a series of lies without batting an eye. Suddenly, a tsk-tsk sound came from the side.

Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw that the couple next to him had heard his answer and their faces showed obvious disgust. In the couple's mind, a man could be poor, but he could not openly admit that he was poor, because that would not only mean he had no money in his pocket, but also that he would lose face.

Chu Fang was unfazed by the disdainful looks; he was genuinely wealthy and didn't need to pretend to prove it.

Zhong Tingyue naturally noticed the couple's disdain, patted Chu Fang on the shoulder, and said arrogantly, "It's okay, I'll take care of you, and I'll definitely buy you a house here in the future."

She didn't want others to look down on her boyfriend, and as his partner, she felt she had to support him.

"Hiss... ...then you'll have to try harder."

"What's wrong?"

“A house here costs around 60 to 70 million, plus all kinds of daily expenses, property management fees, and high prices in the neighborhood... ..., it would cost you at least one million a year to support me.”

"You're really fantasizing about this? ... ... Zhong Tingyue's lips twitched, but facing the gazes of the couple, she patted her chest and said, "Fine!"

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