Shanghai, studio.
At this moment, many employees and subordinates are gathered in the conference room to discuss various projects of the studio.
It must be said that Zhong Tingyue is indeed capable.
The studio has grown rapidly in just one year since its founding, allowing it to survive in this fast-paced city.
Don't underestimate this achievement. The economy is already bad, and the real estate industry is in a slump. Countless studios and even decoration companies have gone bankrupt. The fact that she can survive and make money under such circumstances is a testament to her ability.
She firmly believes that studios represent the future, offering personalized interior design.
From this perspective, her viewpoint is correct.
"President Zhong, President Zhong..."
"Hmm?" Zhong Tingyue blinked her clear eyes, slowly regaining her senses. "What's wrong?"
"I'm done speaking," the employee said softly.
"Oh, okay." Zhong Tingyue seemed to wake up from a dream, clapped her hands, and said, "That's all for today, everyone, meeting adjourned."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded, then packed up their documents and left. Chu Fang stayed behind and asked softly, "What's wrong? You've been distracted these past few days."
These past few days, Zhong Tingyue has been forgetful in her walking and doing things. Sometimes she even forgets what she was going to say the next second, which is not in line with her persona and style.
“Hmm… …” Zhong Tingyue pondered for a moment, “I have a feeling that I’m not at ease, as if something big is about to happen.”
"Should we see a doctor?"
“You’re not sick or injured, why would you see a doctor?” Zhong Tingyue shook her head, turned around and rubbed Chu Fang’s temples, comforting him, “Alright, I’m fine, don’t worry about it. I have to go to work now, you go out and have fun.”
Chu Fang thought for a moment, then nodded and left.
Zhong Tingyue returned to her office, stood by the window, looked down, remained silent for a long time, and then sighed.
Just then, Chu's mother called. Zhong Tingyue looked at the phone number but didn't answer immediately, as if she was thinking about something. After about ten seconds of ringing, she answered the phone and greeted her, "Hello, Auntie."
"Um... hello."
With Chu's father's support, Chu's mother decided to call Zhong Tingyue.
The one who tied the knot must untie it!
He was worried that his future daughter-in-law might be bullied after entering the Chu family, so he needed to discuss it with the person involved.
Chu's mother had a lot of lines in her mind, but she couldn't say them when they came to her mouth.
"Auntie, you haven't called me in so long! How are you doing?"
"Hmm... okay." Chu's mother responded, her mouth suddenly seeming to move on its own: "After you left, I had a great appetite."
As soon as she said it, she wanted to slap herself across the face.
That's not how you should say it.
Zhong Tingyue laughed and said, "You've been eating bitter melon lately. Is that stuff fragrant too? Auntie, you have a rather unique taste."
Although Zhong Tingyue hoped to marry Chu Fang and enter the Chu family, she did not tolerate her future mother-in-law's difficult behavior and would talk back when necessary.
She didn't want to compromise herself and fawn over her future mother-in-law just for the sake of getting married.
Even if you do that and enter the Chu family, you won't have a happy life there.
Chu's mother stubbornly insisted, "That's fragrant, more fragrant than you."
“I don’t believe it,” Zhong Tingyue said. “I wore perfume today.”
"It stinks!"
"You didn't smell it."
Just as the two were bickering, Chu Fang walked in and gestured for them to come downstairs for lunch. Zhong Tingyue tapped her phone and asked him to bring her some takeout.
Chu Fang closed the door and went downstairs with Jiang Wenzhen and the chubby boy.
I went into a Sichuan restaurant and randomly ordered a few Sichuan dishes.
"Hey, what's wrong with Sister Zhong lately?" Jiang Wenzhen nudged him.
How would I know?
"You call yourself Sister Zhong's boyfriend? You don't even know this? No man in the world is any good."
Chu Fang asked, "What about Cai Guan?"
"Him?" Jiang Wenzhen glanced at her boyfriend sideways. "He's no better!"
Cai Guan: "... ..."
He pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly and deliberately: "I think Sister Zhong's matter is inextricably linked to Brother Chu, or rather, to his family."
While the three were eating, Chu Fang received a message from Chu's father, who told Chu's mother about what had happened these past few days, including the conversation the couple had the previous night, and also about the fear and apprehension Chu's mother felt.
Chu Fang frowned slightly and looked at the chubby boy: "You are a genius."
Chu Fang looked up at a window in the high-rise building, as if she could see Zhong Tingyue chatting with Chu's mother, discussing something between the two.
He wanted to intervene, but he was helpless.
All I could do was think to myself, "Sigh, good luck."
... ...
In Shudu, at Chu Fang's home.
Chu's mother pouted, her belly full of anger.
She always lost when arguing with Zhong Tingyue.
"Can't you just give in to me?" she said.
“Auntie, I’m younger than you, so you can’t give in to me.” Zhong Tingyue said with a smile, “For Chu Fang’s sake, you have to give in to me. I’m going to marry into your family in the future.”
"Huh? Shouldn't that be what I said? Why did she say it?" Chu's mother was stunned.
This is completely upside down!
Chu's mother said bitterly, "Impossible! I will not let you marry into my family."
"That's not up to you to decide." Zhong Tingyue's tone remained unchanged, still smiling as she spoke, before suddenly changing the subject:
"I'm quite curious, why are you so hostile towards me? Is it because of my grandfather's passing? But that happened so long ago. Besides, I've already clarified the facts; that fortune teller was a fraud. Why are you still so hostile towards me?"
"Hmm... Chu Fang said that you've moved on from what happened with Grandpa, so there must be something else making you hostile towards me. We haven't seen each other for a long time since then, and we've only talked on the phone a few times. Every time we talk, you insist on arguing with me. Why do you argue with me?"
Zhong Tingyue spoke slowly and deliberately, trying to guess what Chu's mother was thinking.
For days, she had been trying to figure out what Chu's mother was thinking, but she could never quite grasp it. But now, for some reason, her mind was incredibly clear, analyzing every little detail: "Hmm... psychology tells me that the essence of human nature is that when faced with fear, a person doesn't back down; instead, they bare their teeth and claws, shaping themselves into a 'tough guy' image. So..."
After a pause, she concluded, "Auntie, are you afraid of me?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Chu's mother's voice was shrill: "No!"
Zhong Tingyue narrowed her eyes, all her doubts from the past few days vanished: "That's it. But why are you afraid of me? It must be because you've always been pampered by everyone and never talked back to anyone, while I have to talk back to you. You've never suffered like that, so you're hostile to me."
"You're afraid that if I join the Chu family, I'll bully you, aren't you?"
Chu's mother: "... ..."
Beep beep beep...
A voice came from Zhong Tingyue's ear. She glanced at it and saw that her future mother-in-law had ended the call on her own initiative.
She suddenly laughed, her eyes curving like crescent moons.
"Oh my god!"
Chu's mother tossed aside her phone, crawled into the blankets, wrapped herself tightly, and trembled slightly.
At this moment, Zhong Tingyue had already transformed into the image of a devil in her mind.
He analyzed her thoughts thoroughly.
He truly was her greatest enemy in life!
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