Chapter 493 Yang Meina, the Itinerant Physician



The two left the company and walked side by side on their way home. Chu Fang chattered away like a lark, trying to persuade his fiancée to learn to dance, but she shook her head and refused to dance unless she died.

Back home, Chu Fang clutched his chest, looking heartbroken. "Ms. Zhong, I'm so sad. You wouldn't even dance for me. Am I still the one you love most?"

"no."

Chu Fang paused for a moment, then said, "Ms. Zhong, as long as you dance, I'll give you a bank card with lots of money in it; you'll never run out of money in your lifetime."

"No!" Zhong Tingyue said, holding an apple and taking a bite. "Your money smells of money."

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang's face fell: "If you don't dance, I will hate you."

"Show me how annoying you can be."

“... ..."

Chu was helpless.

We've tried everything – threats, bribes, you name it – but this woman is completely unyielding.

Why is it so difficult for him to see a dance?

That night, when his sister-in-law returned home, Chu Fang spent 100 yuan to ask her to try the pressure test with him and asked Zhong Tingyue to dance. However, Zhong Tingyue defused the two women's "attacks" one by one and threatened Zhong Rou with Gao Ruoyun, successfully causing his sister-in-law to betray him.

The two sisters accused Chu Fang.

Heavy breathing filled the bedroom, and it took a long time for it to subside.

The moonlight, like water, spilled into the room, creating an interplay of light and shadow.

Zhong Tingyue glanced sideways at Chu Fang: "You were born?!"

"I am a human being." Chu Fang said earnestly, "Ms. Zhong, are you really not going to dance? I really want to see you. I, Chu Fang, have never begged anyone in my life, but today I'm begging you."

"Why? Since this afternoon, you've really wanted to see me dance. Why did this idea pop into your head?" Zhong Tingyue was also very puzzled.

Chu Fang is someone who gives up easily; to put it bluntly, he only has a three-minute attention span for most things. She thought that Chu Fang's desire to dance was also just a three-minute attention span, but she didn't expect that from the afternoon until the evening, Chu Fang hardly gave up on his inner thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang took Zhong Tingyue's phone, opened the short video app, and scrolled to the dance videos. He played them, showing her delicate face, graceful figure, and enchanting dance moves. He tilted his head and said, "Don't you think she's beautiful? If you danced, you would definitely be even more beautiful and attractive than them."

"This is borderline."

"No, this is humanistic concern. I beg you, please show some concern for me."

Zhong Tingyue said righteously, "No way! I personally dislike dancing and have no dance background, so just give up on that idea."

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang's face fell, his eyes filled with disappointment. He turned over, his back to Ms. Zhong, to express his dissatisfaction.

... ...

Ever since he saw the beautiful woman dancing at the club that day, Chu Fang had been picturing Zhong Tingyue dancing in his mind for the next few days. Every move, every smile, was so charming.

Unfortunately, he spent several days trying to get Zhong Tingyue to dance with him, but she refused each time.

I've made up my mind never to dance!

Chu Fang lay lazily at his workstation and asked Cai Guan next to him, "Little Fatty, I have a question for you."

"Huh? How could I know something that even you, Brother Chu, don't know?"

"Stop talking so much." Chu Fang rolled his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "Tell me, how exactly should a man win over a woman?"

Upon hearing the question, the chubby boy stroked his chin, then nudged Chu Fang. Chu Fang followed his finger and looked at the computer screen, which displayed: "One Sentence to Make a Woman Fall in Love with Me," "A Woman's Secret," "What to Do When My Charm Is Too Great?", "Winning Over a Man Is More Important Than Winning Over a Woman!"...

Chu Fang "..."

His expression remained unchanged as he looked at the chubby boy: "You think it's funny, right?"

Cai Guan frankly said, "I think it's quite humorous."

... ...

A quiet bar at night.

Zhong Tingyue, He Yi, and Yang Meina sat around a table. Yang Meina looked up at a corner where music was playing in the quiet bar. Chu Fang, sitting in the corner, seemed to have no energy at all. She asked, "What's wrong with your husband? He looks like he wants to die."

“Men always have those irritable days,” Zhong Tingyue replied calmly, sipping her drink.

Chu Fang wanted her to dance, but she really didn't want to. The two had different ideas. Chu Fang tried everything to get her to dance, but she just wouldn't agree.

Zhong Tingyue felt some pity for Chu Fang's appearance, after all, he was the man she loved most, but she was unwilling to go against her own wishes just to agree to Chu Fang's request.

And so they started arguing.

Although the two were at odds, Zhong Tingyue felt it was quite good.

A couple's life together can't always be filled with joy and love without any ups and downs. To be honest, that kind of love is too fake.

Sometimes, a few minor setbacks can bring a touch of excitement to life.

Yang Meina nodded: "My family has some traditional remedies for menstrual cramps, why don't we give some to Chu Fang?"

"..." Zhong Tingyue was speechless, then turned to He Yi and asked, "By the way, didn't you two say you were trying to conceive? Are you pregnant yet?"

He Yi and Wu Di have been married for more than half a year. After discussing it, they decided to have a child, and they have been talking about it for a long time.

"Sigh! No." Hearing this, He Yi sighed deeply. "I don't know if it's my problem or Wu Di's problem. We went to the hospital for a checkup, and both of them were fine, but she just couldn't get pregnant."

Yang Meina, standing to the side, craned her neck and asked, "I have some folk remedies, want some?"

Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."

He Yi: "... ..."

When did these two sisters become quack doctors? They seem to have folk remedies for every ailment.

He Yi: "Is there a folk remedy for living for ten thousand years?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Meina's expression changed: "It's a bit difficult, but for the sake of our sisterhood, I can give you a 20% discount."

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