Zhong Ping tossed and turned, unable to sleep, then sat up and said, "Never mind!"
"I sneaked into Shanghai. If they find out, they'll definitely worry. There's no need to cause them any trouble."
"I will take full responsibility for my own mistakes."
Zhong Ping then lay down and looked at his phone, scrolling to his chat with Gao Ruoyun. It was full of messages he had sent, all apologies, but each message had a red exclamation mark in front of it.
"Mr. Gao, you are too cold-blooded. I went out to work alone, and you not only ignored me, but also deleted and blocked me."
Since fleeing from justice that day, Gao Ruoyun has deleted and blocked him.
"Sigh!" Zhong Ping sighed, "If only I hadn't played cards, I wouldn't have had to suffer like this."
... ...
The typhoon destroyed everything in its path: cars, streetlights, utility poles, trees...
The next morning, Chu Fang looked down at Shanghai and was startled: "My God!"
He had lived in Shanghai for several years and had witnessed the brutality of typhoons, but this experience refreshed his understanding of typhoons.
"Wow! That's amazing!" The sister-in-law exclaimed from the window. "If only I had that kind of superpower, I could ride a typhoon towards that island nation and destroy that evil country!"
Chu Fang: "..."
You're quite patriotic.
After the typhoon, Wang Wenhao came to pick up Yang Meina, and said with a smile, "I've been busy with work and haven't had time to take care of Nana. Thank you both."
Zhong Tingyue shook her head: "It's nothing. Nana and I are childhood friends, it's only right."
Yang Meina linked arms with Wang Wenhao: "Have you finished your work?"
“There are still some,” Wang Wenhao said. “But it’s alright, I have a few days off next, I can spend a few days with you.”
Yang Meina counted on her fingers: "You have to go shopping with me, get your nails done, and watch movies."
"Okay." Wang Wenhao nodded.
Yang Meina raised an eyebrow at Zhong Tingyue: "Let's go."
Zhong Tingyue waved her hand, then turned around to see her fiancé stroking his chin, as if he were thinking about something.
"Mr. Chu, what are you thinking about?"
Chu Fang snapped out of his reverie: "Yang Meina and Wang Wenhao don't seem to be as antagonistic as I imagined; on the contrary, they get along quite well."
Yang Meina started working in the entertainment industry after high school, doing various jobs, including being a live streamer, and she enjoys excitement; while Wang Wenhao is a "small-town exam-taker" who got into a prestigious university, works as a programmer, and is an honest person.
The two have very different personalities, but they seem to get along very well.
Zhong Tingyue said softly, "You don't understand Nana."
“Nana is a rather conservative girl. Once she chose Wang Wenhao, she was determined to stay with him and be faithful to him forever.”
Chu Fang nodded, then suddenly slapped his forehead: "Wait a minute, what about Chang Shen?"
“Chang Shen is suited to being alone,” Zhong Tingyue said.
... ...
After the typhoon passed, Shanghai recovered in less than a day and once again became an international metropolis.
At dawn, Chu Fang opened his eyes and looked at the blazing sun in the east, feeling a bit of a toothache: "The typhoon just left, and the high temperature has risen again."
He immediately got up, checked the time, and realized he still had a long time before work.
Chu Fang got dressed, then left the house with a cat and a dog.
In this hot summer, it's only possible to take a walk in the morning; even taking a walk in the evening is too hot.
"Good morning, sir." Chu Fang saw the security guard as soon as he walked out of the residential area.
"What can you do if I'm not doing well?" The security guard rolled his eyes at him.
"If you're not good, then I'll be so happy."
"cut!"
Chu Fang walked his cat and dog, while people jogged and others sold steamed buns and mantou. The early morning in Shanghai lacked some of the hustle and bustle of the night, but had a more ordinary and down-to-earth atmosphere.
The cat and dog were unusually energetic today, running around everywhere. If they weren't on leashes, they could fly.
"Wow, what an adorable cat!" Two young women passing by saw the tabby cat and wanted to pet it.
The tabby cat scrambled up the tree in a flash.
Two-legged creatures without a sense of boundaries!
In contrast, the little mongrel was much more enthusiastic, wagging its tail around the two young ladies, who stroked it, and it squinted its eyes.
The tabby cat jumped down from the tree and slapped the little mongrel on the face. Then it climbed back up the tree and bared its teeth at the little mongrel.
That look seemed to say, "Can't you have any shame?!"
The sun rose, and the weather got hot again. Chu Fang returned home and immediately began making breakfast.
"Mr. Chu."
"Um."
What should we eat for breakfast this morning?
"porridge."
"I don't want rice, I want fried chicken."
"You blew up your husband, but you blew me up too."
"But you're not a chicken."
Chu Fang: "..."
He turned around and saw Zhong Tingyue leaning against the door frame. She was wearing a light and breathable cotton and linen top with loose cuffs. As she raised her hand unintentionally, her slender wrists were vaguely revealed.
Her lower body was clad in simple white shorts, the hem of which gently brushed against her fair calves, showcasing both summer vitality and a touch of gentleness.
Sunlight streamed through the half-open kitchen window, dappling her body and adding a warm golden edge to her cool outfit.
"Hey, Ms. Zhong, you're so beautiful." Chu Fang wanted to kiss Zhong Tingyue's lips.
“But you’re not a chicken,” Zhong Tingyue stopped him.
"It's okay, I can be a gigolo!" Chu Fang lightly touched the red lips like a dragonfly skimming the water.
After breakfast, Zhong Rou went to school, and Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue followed her to the studio.
When they arrived at the studio, Zhong Tingyue got out of the car and looked at her fiancé: "Mr. Chu, please don't go looking for hostesses."
Chu Fang gave an 'ok' sign: "Don't worry, I only look for high-end fruit platters."
Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."
Chu Fang drove away with a smile, then headed to Founder Investment Company.
Last night, Kangbo sent me a message saying that there was an important investment that required his personal review.
Upon entering the company, Chu Fang saw a man in his late twenties leaning against the front desk, talking to the receptionist, Panpan.
"Panpan, do you have time after get off work today? I'd like to treat you to dinner."
Panpan shook her head as she looked at the computer: "I have to work overtime today, I don't have time."
"Overtime is no problem, I'll cancel it for you." The man had a nonchalant attitude. "You know, the company boss is my brother-in-law. Whether I work overtime or not, it's up to me."
"Brother-in-law?" Chu Fang stopped in his tracks. "I only have one sister-in-law, where did you come from as my brother-in-law?"
He asked, "Are you the boss's brother-in-law? I've never heard of him having a brother-in-law."
"Who are you? Why should I answer you?" The nonchalant man turned around and glanced at him.
Upon seeing Chu Fang, Panpan quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Good morning, President Chu."
Chu Fang asked, "Who is he?"
"President Kang's brother-in-law."
Chu Fang frowned slightly, nodded, and then walked into the company. As he walked, many employees bowed respectfully to greet him.
The nonchalant man finally realized what was happening and stammered, "Mr. Chu, Mr. Chu."
“Yes.” Panpan nodded. “That’s our company boss, President Chu.”
The nonchalant man slapped his face: "Oops, I've gotten myself into trouble!"
... ...
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