It hurts, my head hurts.
When Chu Fang woke up, he felt a headache, as if countless silver needles were piercing his brain.
"Huh? Where am I?" Chu Fang, recovering from a headache, looked up at the scene before him. "Oh, this is my home."
"Wasn't I drinking with Shao Liang? Why are you back?"
Click~
The door opened, and Zhong Tingyue strolled in, saying softly, "Mr. Chu is awake."
"Mmm~~~" Chu Fang habitually fell into Zhong Tingyue's arms, his hands instinctively reaching for her genitals.
Zhong Tingyue slapped away the hands: "Do you know how you got back?"
"dF combo, sprint plus flash."
"Um?"
"That's a stupid question! I'm sure you're the one who brought me home."
He still has this most basic judgment.
Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."
Faced with such a stubborn person, she was speechless. What could she do? She could only forgive Mr. Chu.
Do you remember what happened yesterday?
"I don't remember." Chu Fang gazed at that exquisite, flawless face, his pupils like a vast starry sea. "Ms. Zhong, you've become even more beautiful. Did you have plastic surgery? What if I still like you even after plastic surgery? Am I sick? Yes, I must be sick, the legendary 'only likes Zhong Tingyue' disease, from ancient times..."
Zhong Tingyue found it quite interesting as Chu Fang rambled on and on, making up a grand story on the spot about the origin of the "only likes Zhong Tingyue" disease.
"Drink less alcohol in the future."
"I'm not drinking anymore, starting today... I'm quitting alcohol!" Chu Fang shook his head.
“No, it’s not that bad,” Zhong Tingyue said.
Alcohol has both good and bad aspects; moderation is key.
She did not force Mr. Chu to quit drinking, and besides, Mr. Chu usually did not drink at all, and would only have a few drinks when the atmosphere was right.
I was so happy to see Shao Liang in Shanghai that I had a few extra drinks.
"No, Ms. Zhong, please don't stop me. I must quit drinking and vow to cut all ties with alcohol."
Chu Fang said with a serious expression, "However... since you've advised me, and I'm a good husband who listens to his wife, I'll naturally take your advice and drink less in the future. One cup a day at most, no more than that, or I'll get angry with you!"
Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes at Chu Fang.
A man who doesn't mean what he says.
She handed a piece of paper to Chu Fang: "Since you're listening to me, I don't think there's any need to sign a contract."
"A contract?" Chu Fang was taken aback, his gaze shifting to the piece of paper.
The Family Treaty Signed by Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue
First, Chu Fang only loves Zhong Tingyue, and he is devoted to her wholeheartedly, until the end of time.
Second, Chu cannot disobey Zhong Tingyue's demands and must agree to them.
Chu Fang's eyes widened: "When did I sign this contract with you? You must have gotten me drunk last night and forced me to sign this unequal treaty."
"Zhong Tingyue, you are so despicable!"
Zhong Tingyue shrugged: "Despicable? You were so happy when you signed it. There are security cameras in the living room, we have video evidence."
Chu Fang looked at the treaty and slapped his forehead: "Oh my goodness!"
Actually, he didn't think much of the above terms. Anyway, he only liked Zhong Tingyue, and being 'wholehearted' was something he should do.
What gave him a headache was the following treaty.
11. When Zhong Tingyue is working, Chu Fang must not harass her.
12. Without Zhong Tingyue's permission, Chu Fang must not make any moves.
Thirteen,... ...
The following treaty, which governs the Chu side on a daily basis, is the most effective in its impact.
Seeing her fiancé hesitate, Zhong Tingyue stroked the tabby cat and said, "Mr. Chu wouldn't want to break the contract, would he? Mr. Chu is a man of integrity; he wouldn't do something so petty as to break his vow."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Fang crumpled the paper into a ball, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it whole, his eyes rolling back.
Swallowing his words, Chu Fang spread his hands: "Treaty? Where did this treaty come from? I haven't seen it."
He can't keep those promises.
So what if you're being shameless?
“I think you’re really hungry.” Zhong Tingyue went back to her bedroom and took out dozens of sheets of paper: “I made dozens of copies, let’s continue eating.”
Chu Fang looked at the stack of papers in front of him: "... ..."
You copied so many of Mom's kisses.
Zhong Tingyue smiled broadly: "Actually, you don't need to swallow that piece of paper. We can discuss it. You don't need to completely abide by it."
Why didn't you say so sooner!
"You didn't ask."
Chu Fang ran to the bathroom and tried to lick his throat, but to his dismay, he couldn't get anything out.
Next, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue began negotiating 'how to handle the contract'. After several rounds of negotiations, both parties reached an agreement, agreeing that communication was effective, constructive, and engaging...
Ultimately, all treaties were deleted, except for one: 11. When Zhong Tingyue is in trouble, the Chu side shall not harass her.
This is Zhong Tingyue's core interest; everything else is secondary.
Chu Fang was still not satisfied: "Why don't we just delete them all at once?"
If you don't bother Zhong Tingyue, what fun is there in life?
“No way.” Zhong Tingyue shook her head. “I have to teach you a lesson for this masochistic habit.”
Chu Fang sighed deeply: "Drinking has ruined me! From today onwards... I'll quit drinking!"
... ...
After signing the treaty, Chu Fang felt as if he had been bound by a golden headband, finally understanding the feelings of Sun Wukong.
He used to tease Zhong Tingyue when he was bored, but he can't anymore.
I used to mess up Zhong Tingyue's desk, but I can't anymore.
I used to be able to secretly remotely control Zhong Tingyue's computer and play some funny, melodramatic TV shows, but I can't do that anymore.
... ...
"Mr. Chu, pour two glasses of water."
"Oh," Chu Fang responded. "For a billionaire like me to be asked to serve tea and water is incredibly impolite, Zhong Tingyue."
He poured two glasses of water, went into the conference room, placed them in front of the client, and stood beside her. He wanted to take Zhong Tingyue's hand, but when he met her gentle eyes, he had no choice but to give up.
"Work shouldn't be disrupted? There's no way such a thing can happen!"
Chu Fang grew angrier the more he thought about it, gave a soft snort, and walked out of the conference room.
The client was surprised: "Mr. Zhong, who is this employee of yours?"
Zhong Tingyue smiled and said, "Hmm... he might not be happy."
... ...
On her way home from get off work, Zhong Tingyue wanted to link arms with Chu Fang, but he strode away instead.
"Is Mr. Chu angry?"
"No."
I don't believe it.
Chu Fang pulled at his face with both hands, making a smiling expression: "Hehe."
Zhong Tingyue didn't know about others, but she genuinely laughed: "Haha..."
Chu Fang sternly asked, "Are you happy?"
You despicable, shameless, and extremely cunning woman.
Zhong Tingyue smiled broadly: "I can't possibly cry, can I?"
Zhong Tingyue, linking her arm with her fiancé's, said, "As you can see, I've been incredibly busy with work these past few days—meeting clients, designing blueprints, managing employees—I haven't had a moment to spare and haven't been able to give you any attention. But the busyness is over..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chu Fang beamed with joy: "So the treaty is null and void?"
All I can say is... whatever you want.
"Hehe~~~" He was overjoyed and picked up Zhong Tingyue, "Ms. Zhong, you are the most beautiful woman in the world."
It was the time to leave work, and envious glances were cast my way.
"Young people these days hug and kiss without any regard for the occasion; the world is going to the dogs," an old man said, shaking his head as he walked by.
The older woman next to him playfully punched her husband: "Hmph, you old codger, do you think you were so well-behaved when you were young? Back then, you insisted I go to your house every night when I got home..."
"Oh dear, please stop talking." The old man felt ashamed and pulled his wife away.
Chu Fang was happy for a few seconds, then grabbed Zhong Tingyue's hand and said with great enthusiasm, "Come on, I'll treat you to a big meal."
... ...
A high school near the Tanhua residential area.
After the college entrance examination ended, the remaining students began their final exams, and the exam results were subsequently released.
In Zhong Rou's class, the homeroom teacher walked up to the podium with a serious expression: "I am very dissatisfied with the final exams. You are the worst class of students I have ever taught."
"The class's final exam results were particularly bad this time. What disappointed me the most was Zhong Rou, who actually dropped to seventh in the class. You have let me down so much."
Zhong Rou slammed her hand on the table, meeting her homeroom teacher's sharp gaze: "What?! How many places?"
"Seventh in the class, thirty-second in the whole school." The homeroom teacher frowned. "Zhong Rou, I hope you will seriously reflect on this."
Next, the homeroom teacher announced the students' grades, and the classroom erupted in noise and excitement.
Lu Rixing craned his neck, gloating: "Someone ranked seventh, seventh place!"
"Zhong Rou, don't be disappointed. Although your words and actions are truly astonishing, utterly brainless yet unaware of it, you are highly skilled in martial arts."
"For you, thinking is perhaps just the dark side of the moon, forever shrouded in shadow."
Wen Qing glanced at Lu Rixing's grades; he was ranked twenty-first in the class.
In response to Lu Rixing's taunts, Zhong Rou simply replied with one word: "gun!"
"Fine, I'll get lost!" Sensing the killing intent, Lu Rixing immediately fled.
He knew he could only make a few sarcastic remarks, but he didn't know when to stop, and he was sure to get beaten up today.
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