In a small village in the Central Plains.
Gao Ruoyun and Zhong Ping looked at each other, their eyes filled with worry.
Everything was planned perfectly. With the National Day holiday approaching, we were to meet the in-laws and discuss the marriage of our two children.
"How could this have happened so suddenly?" Gao Ruoyun frowned deeply.
"Things always take unexpected turns." Zhong Ping looked up at the sky. "I hope that old man can pull through."
Are we just going to stand by and watch?
"Then what can we do?"
“… …” Gao Ruoyun thought for a moment, went to the bedroom, got dressed, and came out a moment later, saying, “I’m going to Jingkong Temple to offer incense and pray for the old man’s well-being.”
"I'll go with you."
... ...
Shanghai, the Ephemeral Flower Community.
Yang Meina wrung out the hot towel, touched her own forehead, then touched Zhong Tingyue's forehead, and couldn't help but take a soft breath. She quickly placed the hot towel on her childhood friend's forehead and said, "It's already this warm, and you're still forcing yourself. If Zhong Rou hadn't told me to keep an eye on you, I don't know what would have happened."
And she scolded him, saying, "Really, you should have taken better care of yourself after Chu Fang left, so as not to worry her. Instead, you're sick and lying at home. If I had come later, your body would have been cold by now."
This morning, Zhong Rou noticed that Zhong Tingyue looked pale and had dry lips, appearing weak. She told Yang Meina about it on her way to school, and Yang Meina only found out when she got to the room that Zhong Tingyue had caught a cold and had a high fever.
Yang Meina quickly found some cold medicine and fed it to her, and then took a series of other measures before her condition calmed down considerably.
After everything was settled, Yang Meina sat down to the side and asked, "How is the old man?"
"It's hard to say." Zhong Tingyue drank warm water, which soothed her delicate body and made her feel much better.
"Sigh!" Yang Meina sighed. "How could such a thing happen? Sometimes God really does play jokes."
Noticing the worry in her heart, she comforted her, saying, "Oh, don't worry, money makes the world go round. Chu Fang is so rich, and medical technology is so advanced now, he will definitely be able to save the old man's life."
Zhong Tingyue sipped the warm water, lost in thought.
"Alright, do you want to hear some gossip?" Seeing this, Yang Meina said with a smile, and without waiting for the other party's reply, she said, "I found out that Chang Shen... is still a virgin."
"That guy is in contact with so many girls all the time, and he talks about all aspects of women like a pro. He even calculated my menstrual cycle, but he has never touched a girl. Isn't that weird? It's hilarious."
Zhong Tingyue's voice was hoarse: "How did you know?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Meina put her hands on her hips, quite pleased with herself: "He said it himself."
One day, during a psychological treatment session, Chang Shen attempted to get Yang Meina drunk in order to conduct a more in-depth and effective treatment. However, he clearly underestimated Yang Meina's alcohol tolerance, as she downed a whole bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor) without even turning red or becoming breathless.
Chang Shen thought it was fake alcohol, so he took a sip and immediately got drunk.
“Hey, you have no idea how funny Chang Shen is when he’s drunk. He’s a completely different person from when he’s not drunk,” Yang Meina said, counting on her fingers. “He talks a lot, gets angry easily, and he even peed in public in a bush.”
Yang Meina patted her chest proudly: "I got a picture of it."
"so what?"
"So I threatened him when he was sober."
"What's next?"
“Uh… …it’s completely useless!” Yang Meina’s smug face fell instantly. “He’s not even human. He doesn’t treat his privacy as privacy at all. He even suggested exposing it online.”
“He said he didn’t care at all, and even argued that: ‘I was drunk and urinated and defecated anywhere because I was not in my right mind, which can be forgiven, but you filmed the video and posted it online, which is a moral problem. I did nothing wrong, you did something wrong!’”
At this point, Yang Meina's brows furrowed: "It sounds so reasonable to me. In the end, I deleted the video, while he retained the right to pursue the matter further. After all that, it felt like I owed him something."
Zhong Tingyue licked her dry lips: "... ..., how many more treatments do you have left?"
"two."
So, do you like him or not?
"I don't know, probably." Yang Meina thought for a few seconds, "I just like his attitude, he ignores me, he seems indifferent."
Zhong Tingyue paused for a moment, then said slowly, "You're just a jerk!"
Yang Meina has a striking appearance and is the goddess in the hearts of many boys. No matter how good others are to her, she remains unmoved. However, Chang Shen ignores her and even wants to escape, while she develops feelings for someone else.
What is this if not despicable?
"I'm just shameless!" Yang Meina retorted. "I only like aloof guys. I don't find guys who are too nice to me attractive. They only try to please me, which is low-class, not a more flamboyant way."
"Scumbag Girl" Literature...
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Over the next few days, Chu Fang's maternal grandfather remained in a coma, relying on medical equipment to maintain his basic life. The doctor said that he needed to be brought to the best possible condition for another surgery.
Chu Fang's family members stayed at the hospital, and the waiting time always felt like an eternity.
Zhong Tingyue calls Chu Fang every day to inquire about the situation.
On this day, just before the National Day holiday, Zhong Tingyue visited Founder Investment Co., Ltd.
Kang Bo was waiting outside. When he saw her, he greeted her, "Ms. Zhong, thank you for your trouble."
"It's alright." Zhong Tingyue nodded. "Where is the client?"
"Meeting room."
Kang Bo then led Zhong Tingyue to the conference room.
Fangzheng Investment Co., Ltd. has a project that requires Chu Fang's signature, but the latter is unable to get away, so he entrusts Zhong Tingyue to sign it, which is also legally effective.
After signing the papers, Zhong Tingyue chatted with the client for a few minutes before seeing him out of the company. Kang Bo asked softly, "Ms. Zhong, Mr. Chu... ..."
“He’s been very busy lately,” she replied, then added after a moment’s thought, “You’d better not bother him. Just contact me if you need anything.”
"Understood." Kang Bo nodded.
Just then, Zhong Tingyue received a phone call. Her pretty face instantly changed, and her voice rose eight octaves: "What?!"
He then ignored the people around him, strode into the company, opened Chu Fang's office door, and slammed the door shut.
"Hiss..."
"Oh my god! I feel a chill down my spine, something big is about to happen."
"I have the same feeling. With such a big company, how can President Chu entrust it to his girlfriend to manage? Won't it go bankrupt?"
"Go to hell with your legs, I still want to work until retirement."
“... ..."
The company employees were chatting when they suddenly heard a voice coming from Chu Fang's office. They knew very well that it was Zhong Tingyue's voice.
Upon hearing this, the employees shrank back, feeling frightened.
Kang Bo walked to the door, about to knock, but stopped when he heard the sound. He thought for a moment and said, "Never mind, I'd better not frown."
Thinking it over, he sneaked to his office, closed the door, and pretended to be out socializing.
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