Chu Fang did not return to the studio, but instead went back to the Tanhua residential area.
After several days of moving, Zhong Tingyue had moved most of his personal belongings to his home, but there were still a few items left. Taking advantage of today's deduction of his salary, he finished the remaining tasks.
Chu Fang got angry just thinking about his salary. He thought Zhong Tingyue was just joking about deducting his salary, but he didn't expect her to actually do it.
He earns a monthly salary of four thousand yuan, but despite his hard work and diligence, he only receives fifteen thousand yuan.
That woman is utterly heartless!
Meow~~~
As he opened Zhong Tingyue's door, a soft voice reached his ears. He saw Lily, the tabby cat, squatting at the door, looking up at him at a 45-degree angle, her eyes full of tenderness. But that tenderness only lasted for 0.5 seconds before she revealed her row of sharp teeth.
The little animal's face showed a distinctly human-like expression, as if it had been utterly deceived, filled with anger, disappointment, and rage...
Meow! ! !
Chu Fang shuddered, recalling the night he was bitten, while the latter swaggered away. The former composed himself, gritting his teeth, and said, "Damn it! You wait, one day I'll stew you!"
He treated Zhong Tingyue and him with completely different attitudes.
Chu Fang was tidying up the house when Lily, the tabby cat, lay by the window, basking in the sun, looking lazy. She would occasionally meow at him, as if to remind him: "This servant should watch his behavior and not damage the things in the house."
After get off work, Zhong Tingyue returned home and saw Chu Fang moving house. The first thing she did was pet the cat. Upon seeing this, Chu Fang said with dissatisfaction, "Hey, I helped you move house, and you didn't even pet me?"
Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips: "Small or big?"
Damn it, this woman's making inappropriate jokes again... Chu Fang smirked, "Little one, do you know how?"
Confucius said, "Whether a technique is good or not can only be known after the clock strikes."
Confucius was so impolite...
A little while later, Zhong Tingyue also joined the move. Chu Fang waved his hand, signaling her not to come, lest she get dirty. Zhong Tingyue had no choice but to stay where she was, watching her boyfriend move, and said:
"Are you really planning to invest in Yatengyige?"
"Um."
"Why?"
Chu Fang, carrying a pile of professional books on aesthetics and design, headed to the next room, saying as he went, "I didn't invest in YATeng Yige, but in Ma Junjie. He's capable and knows how to repay kindness tenfold. I believe he will succeed."
"Investing now is for greater returns in the future."
"Cunning!"
"Is this what you call cunning? Zhong Tingyue, is this your first time doing business?"
"Scheming, scheming, scheming..."
I can't communicate with this woman anymore.
Chu Fang entered Zhong Tingyue's bedroom. Compared to the rented room, this room was much more spacious, with a large bed, a wardrobe that was almost as long as one wall, and a desk placed in front of the window. Bright sunlight streamed in through the window, and the view outside was immediately apparent.
Chu Fang put a lot of thought into preparing the bedroom.
"Not bad, not bad." Zhong Tingyue looked around.
Chu Fang lowered his eyelids: "Five thousand in rent! Not a penny less."
"How much do you need to make?"
"... ...,free!"
"Someone's been driven mad by lust."
“... ..."
As night fell, after several hours of fuss, the move was finally completed, and Zhong Tingyue moved in as well.
Lily, the tabby cat, sauntered around the room with haughty little steps, looking around and occasionally letting out soft meows, like a child reacting to a new environment. However, she showed no fear or panic at all, but rather seemed quite comfortable, as if she were in her own home.
After walking around and returning to the kitchen, Lily lay on top of Zhong Tingyue, rolling around and exposing her white belly. Zhong Tingyue ignored her. Chu Fang squatted down, wanting to pet her, but was met with a threatening howl. He couldn't help but complain:
"You really are a sword tomb. You look down on those who are good to you and ignore those who don't pay attention to you, but you like them very much."
Chu Fang had tried his best to please Lily the tabby cat, buying her cat food, cat toys, litter boxes, and more. Lily seemed happy using them, but she didn't appreciate his efforts at all.
Zhong Tingyue often scolded it, but never threatened it, yet it clung to Zhong Tingyue and wouldn't let go.
"You're getting jealous over a cat? Are you even human?"
Chu Fang raised his chin: "What's it to you?!"
“... ..."
To celebrate moving in together, Chu Fang prepared a sumptuous meal, filling the entire room with its delicious aroma.
"Mr. Chu, I think your cooking skills are getting better and better." Zhong Tingyue craned her neck, looking at the delicious food in the pot, and praised.
"So-so, third in the entire universe." Chu Fang picked up some food and held it to Zhong Tingyue's lips. "Try it."
"These mushrooms aren't ripe. Are you trying to harm me?"
"Dream on." Upon hearing this, Chu Fang's face twitched. "Who would use white truffles that cost 35,000 yuan per kilogram and were flown back from Italy to poison you? You deserve to die."
Since someone wasn't eating it, Chu Fang prepared to stir-fry it again, but Zhong Tingyue opened her mouth, took a bite of the white truffle off her chopsticks, chewed it carefully, and her picturesque eyes shone brightly: "A delicacy!"
"Nonsense, you ate several thousand dollars in one bite."
"Ouch... It hurts so much." Zhong Tingyue touched her chest.
Chu Fang patted her on the shoulder, "You just ate a Kobe beef worth tens of thousands of yuan. Don't worry about it, it's okay, just consider it feeding the dogs."
Zhong Tingyue looked at the large bowl of braised beef, its color bright and glossy, coated in a rich sauce, and its aroma filling the air. It was a perfect match with the carrots, complementing each other perfectly.
Before long, the stir-fried white truffles were ready, and a bowl of them was worth tens of thousands of yuan.
The best way to eat white truffles is raw, but Chu Fang prefers them cooked a little.
The bright white chandelier illuminated the entire room.
The two sat at the table, which was set with home-style dishes: stir-fried white truffles, braised beef, stir-fried winter bamboo shoots, and braised pork belly with salted vegetables.
Although there were only four dishes, each one was exceptionally valuable. Not only were there many dishes, but they were also very expensive. Even the stir-fried winter bamboo shoots alone were worth at least a thousand yuan.
I heard that these winter bamboo shoots are grown in air-conditioned environments, with a special person adjusting the temperature to a suitable level. They are harvested as soon as they are ripe, protected through complicated procedures, and sent to Shanghai immediately, all for the sake of enjoying their refreshing and fragrant taste.
The Chu side expressed deep doubts about this.
He couldn't taste it.
"Ms. Zhong, what would you like to drink?" Chu Fang took out two bottles of wine, one white and one red.
"wine."
He nodded, opened the bottle of red wine, and poured it into a stemmed glass. The wine slowly dripped down the rim of the bottle, accompanied by the clear clinking of glasses. Zhong Tingyue took a sip: "This isn't cheap, is it?"
“Cheap,” Chu Fang replied, “less than 100,000.”
"...Mr. Chu, you don't need to be so Versailles-like."
"There's no Versailles here, man. I've drunk a million-dollar bottle of wine."
"It feels numb when you squeeze it." Zhong Tingyue glanced at him. "It's such a waste to give you such good red wine."
At this point, she seemed to remember something, tightened her clothes, and looked at Chu Fang cautiously: "We're eating so well tonight, you don't have any ulterior motives, do you? Using the expensive food as an excuse to ask me to split the bill, and since I don't have that much money, you're threatening me to sell my body to achieve your ulterior motives."
"Chu Fang, you have really disappointed me!"
Damn it! What's that woman thinking...? Chu Fang suppressed his吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments) and said, "My treat."
"You're treating?"
"right."
"You don't want me to sell myself and lose money?"
"don't want."
"Chu Fang, you've utterly disappointed me!!!"
“... ..."
Chu Fang ate his dinner with a mixture of speechlessness and regret, his mind replaying the moment just now, and he was filled with deep remorse.
Chu Fang, why don't you dare to be a little bolder?
This dinner tonight cost at least tens of thousands of yuan, so it's only right that she compensates us.
Take one more step forward, and it will all be settled...
Zhong Tingyue, on the other hand, thoroughly enjoyed her meal. Every dish on the table was one of her favorites—so delicious and so expensive—and she ate three-quarters of it.
After dinner, Zhong Tingyue patted her stomach very vigorously, but even so, in Chu Fang's eyes, this woman was still so beautiful and perfect.
What's going on?
Am I blind?
He was cleaning up the trash and getting ready to wash the dishes when Zhong Tingyue shouted, "Let me do it."
“... ..."
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