About half an hour later.
From a distance, Chu Zhi could also see his father's figure. He was wearing a t-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops, with his hands behind his back, walking slowly, looking like an old cadre.
Chu Fang naturally saw his son and approached him, explaining, "You know how it is in Shanghai, there's always traffic."
Chu Zhiye opened her arms and hugged her father: "Dad, it's been a long time."
"haven't seen you for a long time."
The father and son gave each other a brief hug, then got into the car, and Chu Fang drove home.
On the way, Chu Fang instructed, "Don't tell your mother that I was late picking you up, otherwise she'll start nagging again."
"Of course, this doesn't mean I'm afraid of your mother, but rather that I respect her."
"I made you take care of your mother specifically for the sake of family harmony."
Do you understand?
Chu Zhi also replied, "I understand."
Chu Fang sighed: "Your mother is gradually entering menopause, and her temper is becoming more and more irritable. Even the smallest thing can trigger her emotions."
"I miss the indifferent Zhong Tingyue of the past."
"Oh, by the way, what's that kind of behavior between husband and wife that doesn't involve direct confrontation called?"
Chu Zhiye replied, "Silent treatment."
"Yes, emotional abuse." Chu Fang's tone was filled with anger. "Who the hell said emotional abuse is more terrifying than physical abuse? That's pure nonsense!"
He paused, then concluded, "Even if a couple doesn't fight back, it's still better than one of them getting beaten up. Whoever said that is definitely a bachelor!"
Chu Zhi also smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits.
The father and son chatted as they walked home.
On the road, Chu Fang transformed into a 'road judge,' berating passing vehicles. Driving slowly would get him scolded, driving fast would get him scolded, speeding would get him scolded... ... In short, no one passing by could escape his scolding.
A stray dog ran past, and Chu Fang shouted, "Stray dog, can't you understand the road signs? It's a red light now, stop on red, go on green!"
Chu Zhi couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Father, that's a dog."
"What's wrong with dogs?" Chu Fang glanced at him sideways. "Does that mean dogs can run red lights? If dogs can run red lights, why can't I?"
Chu Zhiye: "... ..."
Because it was rush hour, it took me more than an hour to get home.
Upon seeing Chu Zhiye return home, the entire Chu family erupted in excitement.
"Young Master Chu is back," the housekeeper said with a smile.
"Auntie, you can just call me Chu Zhi." Chu Zhi was also uncomfortable with this title, feeling as if he were some kind of young master from ancient times.
"Oh, my little darling." Chu's mother was also delighted to see Chu Zhi.
Gao Ruoyun hugged Chu Zhiye and said, "My grandson, Grandma Wei missed you so much."
Zhong Rou scoffed dismissively, "Ungrateful wretch!"
Just then, a sound came from the kitchen, and then Chu Jin rushed out, carrying a plate in her hand.
Approaching Chu Zhiye, Chu Jin smiled broadly: "Welcome home, Chu Zhiye. After traveling through mountains and rivers, you must be hungry now, right? I know you best. Please enjoy the cake I made especially for you."
Chu Jin opened the lid, and what greeted her was a dark 'cake' with an uneven surface, like a crater on the moon, or as if it had been gnawed by countless evil insects.
Upon closer inspection, the black "outer layer" was less like icing and more like a sticky, foul-smelling slime.
Chu Zhi swallowed hard, his voice hoarse: "Is this a cake?"
"Yes." Chu Jin's eyes were filled with anticipation. "This is something I spent a whole day making."
Chu Zhi also refused: "I won't eat it."
This thing is no longer a cake, but a biological weapon, and it's deadly.
"Take a small bite."
"I won't taste it."
"We're twins."
"That won't work either."
Chu Jin pointed at him and said, "Chu Zhiye, don't be so shameless. You have to eat today whether you like it or not!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Jin was about to stuff the cake into Chu Zhiye's mouth, but fortunately Zhong Tingyue came home and stopped this dangerous act.
As the sun set, the Chu and Zhong families sat together to celebrate Chu Zhi's return home, with the table laden with delicious food.
Chu Fang was quite excited. He picked up a piece of cured meat with his chopsticks and was about to put it in his mouth when Zhong Tingyue slapped the chopsticks down: "Mr. Chu, have you forgotten what you're supposed to do?"
Chu Fang's eyes were filled with confusion: "What?"
"lose weight."
It seems that no one can avoid gaining weight in middle age, and even though Chu Fang often worked in the fields, he still couldn't avoid it.
It must be said that the human body is a very energy-efficient structure.
No amount of exercise can compare to dieting.
Chu Fang said, "I'll lose weight tomorrow."
"Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are!" Zhong Tingyue had no intention of letting her husband off the hook. "A few days ago, when I went to the hospital for a check-up, the doctor clearly said that I should eat less cured meat and the like, otherwise I would be at risk of high blood pressure."
Zhong Tingyue placed some green vegetables into her husband's bowl, saying, "Eating green vegetables is good for your health."
Chu Fang pouted, looking angry.
Zhong Tingyue turned to look at Chu Zhiye: "Son, have you finished your business abroad?"
"It's over."
"That's good. You can stay in China from now on, and our family can be reunited."
After finishing his meal, Chu Zhi also left home and took a walk along the villa area.
"Tomoya is back."
"Um."
"Getting more and more handsome."
"Uncle Zhou, you flatter me."
He greeted his neighbors.
Chu Zhi also quite likes this feeling. After dinner, taking a walk and chatting with the neighbors is something that can't be experienced abroad.
They'd barely exchange a few words with someone abroad before pulling out a gun or doing something outrageous.
It's interesting, but... it's not suitable for him.
Night falls and the city lights begin to twinkle.
Even from a great distance, Chu Zhi could see the Oriental Pearl Tower, its surface gleaming and shining brightly.
"I know." Shao Xiang's voice came from behind.
Chu Zhi also turned around and hugged his childhood friend.
"You're finally back."
"yes."
"You won't leave again this time, will you?"
"Won't."
"That's good."
The two walked side by side.
Shao Xiang looked embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I offended Aunt Zhong Rou and caused you trouble too."
"It's alright, my stepmother didn't do anything to me." Chu Zhi waved his hand. "Now you're the chairman of a listed company and the manager of Huaruitong. Impressive."
Shao Xiang shook his head: "What's so great about it? If I could, I really wouldn't want to be the chairman. The social obligations, work affairs, and employee management are overwhelming."
"Then you support your stepmother becoming the chairman of the board."
“That won’t do.” Shao Xiang smiled. “Only if I become the chairman can I be worthy of Xiao Jin and give her a bright future.”
Chu Zhi tilted his head, a clear question mark appearing above his head: "How did you come to like Chu Jin? What's so good about her?"
For eighteen years, Chu Zhiye had been unable to understand this problem.
Shao Xiang is a rich second-generation, what kind of women hasn't he seen? How did he fall for Chu Jin?
"I don't know, I just like Xiaojin, I like being with her, I like her teasing me, I like her taking me out to play..."
Chu Zhi could only conclude: "You're sick."
Only a sick person could like Chu Jin.
"By the way, what are your plans after you get back?" Shao Xiang asked.
"Take a break for a while."
"That's good too."
The two were taking a walk when suddenly Shao Xiang's face contorted, he clutched his stomach, and his stomach made a gurgling sound.
Chu Zhiye: "What did you eat?"
"I've only ever eaten one cake made by Xiao Jin."
"... ... " Chu Zhi also gave a thumbs up, "Then you deserve it!"
Chu Jin could even eat that cake.
This guy is ruthless!
Be ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to yourself!
Shao Xiang hurriedly ran towards the Chu family home, while Chu Zhi smiled and shook his head, continuing his walk alone.
Arriving at the recreational area of the villa district, I saw Zhong Ping playing chess with a group of elderly men, all of whom were in their seventies or eighties. They were arguing heatedly over a game of chess.
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