Chu Fang chased after Zhong Tingyue home, and the latter entered the residential area, leaving behind a beautiful silhouette.
He remained where he was, and sighed, "Sigh~"
"What's wrong? Did you upset Ms. Zhong?" The security guard tilted his head. "As someone who's been there, I have a suggestion for you: apologize immediately. A good man doesn't argue with a woman."
Chu Fang's eyes flashed with disdain: "Old man, you're henpecked, don't touch me."
"Bullshit!" The security guard's voice rose eight octaves. "I've been through wind and rain, slaughtered foreign monkeys, seen all sorts of big scenes, why would I be afraid of women? That's respect, no, it's respect, respect for women, you understand?"
Chu Fang: "Understood!"
Seeing Chu Fang's disdainful look, the security guard immediately lost his composure: "You don't know anything!"
If Chu Fang refuted him, he could still find some solace, but if the former agreed with him, he would feel like a clown.
As the saying goes, it is the 'last whisper' that breaks down defenses!
"Come here, let me tell you something today..."
Chu Fang headed towards the residential area, saying, "You tell me yourself, I'm going home."
He got home and was about to greet Ms. Zhong when she said softly, "I'm working, so shut up!"
Chu Fang puffed out his cheeks.
Night fell, and the moonlight shone brightly.
Chu Fang cooked a few simple dishes, and the two sat down to eat. He asked, "Ms. Zhong, how was my cooking?"
"Not very good."
He muttered, "You're not even a good cook yourself, yet you have the nerve to criticize others."
“Yes, I’m not a good cook.” Zhong Tingyue’s pupils were bright, like stars in the sky. “I can’t compare to someone’s childhood sweetheart.”
"You're mistaken. Feng Ling is the type who'd blow up the rice cooker if she cooked rice." Chu Fang crossed his legs. "Ms. Zhong, are you jealous?"
"No."
"I don't believe it!"
Believe it or not!
Chu Fang sat up straight: "Actually, Ms. Zhong, you don't need to be jealous. Feng Ling and I are just classmates and friends. We didn't have any chemistry during our six years of junior and senior high school. We are just happy to meet again now."
"I don't believe it!" Zhong Tingyue looked Chu Fang up and down. "There's no such thing as pure friendship between men and women, don't you agree?"
"I agree, but..."
"Then there are no buts."
After finishing her meal, Zhong Tingyue immediately put her pillow in her younger sister's room, as she planned to sleep with Zhong Rou that night.
"Tell me, brother-in-law, did you make my sister angry?" Zhong Rou said sternly. "You must apologize to my sister, otherwise, as her younger sister, I will have to..."
Chu Fang pulled out a red banknote, and Zhong Rou's expression changed: "Brother-in-law, you're not wrong. My sister is wrong. As her younger sister, I should put aside my own family for the greater good. The direction you're pointing is my battlefield!"
Zhong Tingyue walked by, a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth.
She was sold for a hundred yuan; what a good sister she is.
In Zhong Rou's room, the female warrior Zhong looked up at Zhong Tingyue and asked, "Sister, did you and brother-in-law have a fight?"
"no."
Are you two breaking up?
"Who told you that?" Zhong Tingyue covered her younger sister with a blanket. "I just... feel a little uneasy, hesitant, and confused."
"Oh, I don't understand."
"You're too young to understand."
... ...
Compared to Zhong Tingyue, who was preoccupied with her own thoughts, Chu Fang seemed much calmer, eating and drinking as usual, not taking anything to heart.
I sent a message to Zhong Tingyue before going to bed.
[Solo player in a dating game: Ms. Zhong, I swear to God, Feng Ling and I are not what you think. We have absolutely no reason to be together.]
[Wang Shu: After you made the oath, you didn't specify the consequences of breaking it.]
[Solo Queue Player in a Relationship: Not a Bro.JpG]
[Solo player in a dating game: May I be struck by lightning if I break this vow.]
Boom!!!
Just as the message was sent, thunder rumbled in the sky, Chu Fang trembled, and immediately retracted it.
[Solo player in a dating game: I'm not posting anymore, I'm not posting anymore.]
Wang Shu: ... ...
Zhong Tingyue's anxiety intensified.
... ...
Since Feng Ling was visiting Shanghai, Chu Fang took her and her long-haired friend sightseeing in the city for the next few days.
Zhong Tingyue's calm, mirror-like mood was stirred.
She always felt as if a precious treasure had been stolen from her.
It was too hot that day, so Feng Ling didn't want to travel and stayed in the hotel to rest. Meanwhile, Chu Fang, unusually, came to the studio to slack off.
Seeing that Zhong Tingyue was about to leave the studio, Chu Fang asked, "Where are you going? I'll go with you."
“I’m going to find male models, why are you coming with me?” Zhong Tingyue waved her hand, gesturing for Jiang Wenzhen to come with her. “Go find your childhood sweetheart, don’t worry about me, I’m fine.”
Stepping out of the studio, Jiang Wenzhen said hesitantly, "Sister Zhong, I'm not that kind of person."
Zhong Tingyue: "Hmm?"
"Cai Guan and I are already dating, and I can't do anything to betray him. I have to fulfill my responsibilities as a girlfriend. I don't approve of you taking me to choose male models, but you're my boss, and I don't dare refuse. I'm afraid you'll retaliate against me. Let's discuss it, is it okay if we only choose three male models...?"
Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."
What on earth are you thinking about?
... ...
Then Jiang Wenzhen saw several middle-aged men, and a clear question mark appeared above her head: "???"
Is this a male model?
They gave me money?
Zhong Tingyue then communicated with several clients about the project, which didn't end until noon.
Jiang Wenzhen needed to use the restroom, so she leaned against the car and waited for the driver. Just then, a roaring sound rang in her ears.
Looking in the direction of the voice, they saw a rich second-generation with dyed yellow hair driving a Lamborghini. The rich second-generation said, "Beautiful lady, let's get to know each other."
"I have a fiancé."
"It's okay, I don't care," the blond rich kid said confidently.
You don't care, but I do... Seeing the blond-haired man's smug look, Zhong Tingyue said calmly, "My fiancé is worth billions, young, handsome, and can cook a delicious meal."
"You think you're better than him?"
The blond rich kid looked dejected: "Damn it! Never mind what I said."
The blond-haired rich kid sped away.
Seeing the man who had tried to pick her up slink away, Zhong Tingyue's pretty face broke into a bright smile.
She wouldn't normally say such things, but recently, she's been feeling anxious and worried, and this moment has brought her a sense of relief.
She finally understood what Chu Fang often said: "There's no need to be too serious. If you're not happy, then make others unhappy too, and you'll be happy too."
It has to be said, it's unethical, but... it's very useful!
When Zhong Tingyue returned to the studio, she met an unexpected person, Feng Ling's friend, a long-haired woman named 'Su Congshuang'.
She said politely, "You're here to see Chu Fang, right? He's not here right now."
Su Congshuang shook her head: "No, I came here specifically to find you."
Zhong Tingyue: "Hmm?"
She and this girl, Su Congshuang, barely interacted and exchanged only a few words.
Why did this girl contact me?
... ...
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