Just as he was about to take further action, a crisp ringing sound interrupted their actions, and Chu Fang had a murderous thought in his mind.
To be disturbed just before entering the bridal chamber is the saddest thing in life.
And... he didn't dare vent his emotions on the person calling, because it was his future in-laws.
Okay, when I'm down on my luck.
The phone call was like a bucket of cold water poured over him, instantly extinguishing a raging fire. He composed himself, answered the call, and chatted with his future mother-in-law.
"Thank you, Xiao Chu..."
"It's nothing, it's what I should do," Chu Fang said with a smile. "And... ..."
Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a clear sensation on his chest. It turned out that Zhong Tingyue was fiddling with her fingers, sliding them back and forth on his chest, and her eyes were looking at him with a smile, as if she was very happy.
Zhong Tingyue felt a tingling sensation when she pinched it.
My mom is chatting with you right now.
"And what? Xiao Chu, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Gao Ruoyun's urgent voice came from the side, and he replied in a calm tone: "And... it's my honor."
God knows how difficult those few words were for him.
After chatting for a while, the two hung up the phone. Just as Chu Fang was finally free to deal with Zhong Tingyue, the latter had already run to the door and said with a smile, "It seems that tonight is not the right time. Good night, Mr. Chu. May your sweet dreams leave no trace."
She blew him a kiss, then closed the door, leaving Chu Fang sitting blankly on the bed.
If sadness had levels, he was at the peak of sadness right now, his heart filled with unspeakable pain.
As the night passed, Chu Fang didn't fall asleep until almost dawn, his dreams filled with thoughts of what had happened that night.
If he could do it all over again, he would definitely silence his phone so that no one could disturb him.
Early in the morning, Zhong Rou rubbed her eyes as she walked out of the room. Seeing Chu Fang, she asked curiously, "Brother-in-law, why are your eyes so dark?"
Suppressing her grievances, Chu Fang replied, "This is the latest and most cutting-edge makeup look—panda eyes. It's a fashion style designed by the world's greatest fashion master, Mr. Charles, who spent countless hours and effort on it. It shocked the world the first time it appeared on the fashion runway and quickly became a global phenomenon..."
Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips, a faint smile curving her face.
“Okay, okay…” Zhong Rou waved her hand. “If you can’t sleep, you can’t sleep. You don’t need to make such a fuss.”
“... ..."
At the dinner table, Chu Fang put down his chopsticks after finishing his meal, and Zhong Rou followed suit. Zhong Tingyue looked at the remaining food in her younger sister's bowl, frowned slightly, and said, "Zhong Rou, finish your food before you leave."
"I'm full," Zhong Rou said, clutching her stomach.
“You scooped your own breakfast, I already reminded you, but you just have eyes bigger than your stomach and insist on scooping a full bowl,” Zhong Tingyue said. “You made a mistake in your choice, so you have to solve it yourself.”
“I’ll give it to Lily.” Zhong Rou’s eyes darted around.
Lily, who was squatting by the window sunbathing, seemed to hear someone talking to her and turned around to call out.
“Lily doesn’t eat what we eat,” Zhong Tingyue said seriously. “You eat it yourself.”
The younger sister pouted slightly: "But I really can't eat anymore."
"I'll deduct fifty yuan from your allowance. I'm going to teach you a lesson for wasting food."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Rou stood on a chair, put her hands on her hips, and angrily pointed at her older sister: "Zhong Tingyue, you've gone too far!"
"Deduct sixty."
"you... ..."
"seven... ..."
"Brother-in-law, you need to control my sister." Zhong Rou turned her gaze to Chu Fang.
Chu Fang shrugged, looking like he couldn't help.
I have no say in this woman's affairs.
Zhong Rou finished the rest of the food and was fined thirty yuan.
Zhong Rou finished her breakfast in a fit of anger, then ran into her bedroom, took out a small notebook, and sat down on the sofa to write.
Chu Fang glanced at it; the notebook read: Zhong Rou's Revenge Diary.
On [date], Zhong Tingyue forced me to do my homework in an inhumane way. I want to get revenge on her. In the future, after she gives birth to her child, I will make her child suffer the same pain.
On [date], I simply threw Lily into the water to test her swimming ability. Who knew Zhong Tingyue would be so ungrateful and think I was abusing the cat? She punished me. In Zhong Tingyue's eyes, I am not even as important as a cat. I want to get revenge on her. In the future, I will throw my nephew into the pool and make her feel sorry for him.
... ...
Zhong Rou wrote down all the pain she had endured over the years in her diary, specifying the time, place, event, and method of revenge.
Chu Fang didn't see much, only the tip of the iceberg, but he felt wronged for his sister-in-law and for his future children.
Having such a aunt is a tragedy in life.
As if sensing Chu Fang's gaze, Zhong Rou covered her notebook, glared at him fiercely, and then rushed to her room, closing the door behind her.
Today is Saturday, a hard-won day off.
The weather outside was gloomy, with gusts of wind making it seem like it would rain at any moment. Zhong Tingyue's driving instructor had taken the day off, so she didn't have to practice driving. None of the three of them wanted to go out, so they stayed home and enjoyed the peaceful time.
Especially when I looked out the window at the torrential rain and the pedestrians running, a feeling of joy welled up inside me.
The smiles in the world don't disappear; they just transfer to someone else's face. Anyway, Chu Fang was quite happy watching it.
Although Zhong Tingyue gave up on losing weight, she did not give up on learning yoga. Firstly, it's for exercise, and secondly, it's for natural beauty. No woman can resist the desire to pursue beauty, not even Zhong Tingyue.
I grabbed a yoga mat early in the morning, sat on it, facing the heavy rain outside, and did yoga according to the video instructions, stretching my waist, curling my beautiful legs, and occasionally sticking my butt out... Yoga perfectly showcased my graceful figure.
Zhong Rou also found a yoga mat and practiced yoga as shown in the video. Her idea for learning yoga was simple: to make her body strong enough to one day defeat Zhong Tingyue and become the tyrant of the Zhong family!
After completing one round of movements, Zhong Tingyue looked at Chu Fang and said, "You come too."
"I'm not coming." Chu Fang shook his head. "Dude, I have the physique of a male model."
"You've gained weight recently."
"It doesn't matter," he said. "Being fat makes me look rich."
“... ..."
Chu Fang had never deliberately exercised his body since childhood, which is why he had no time to learn yoga.
Zhong Tingyue didn't say much, but continued to practice yoga. Zhong Rou also swayed in a very professional manner. Chu Fang lay on the sofa, still playing the old-fashioned pay-to-win game, where paying players and various NPCs had friendly exchanges.
Lily, the tabby cat, crouched by the window, her green eyes gazing out. A torrential downpour poured down, slowly flowing down the glass. She tilted her head, stretched out her paw, and grabbed the glass from top to bottom, as if trying to catch the flowing rainwater, but unfortunately, it was just a mirage.
Lily remained unmoved, still holding onto the water through the glass, appearing very well-behaved and adorable.
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