A life of financial freedom

Chu Fang chased Zhong Tingyue home, and the latter entered the community, leaving a beautiful figure.

He stayed where he was and sighed: "Ah~"

"What's wrong? Did you make Zhong angry?" The security guard tilted his neck, "As a person who has experienced it, I give you a suggestion, apologize immediately, a good man does not fight with a woman."

Chu Fang's pupils showed contempt: "Uncle, you are a henpecked husband, don't come to me."

"Bullshit!" The security guard raised his voice by eight degrees, "I have been through wind and rain, slaughtered foreign monkeys, and have seen all kinds of big scenes. How can I be afraid of women. I respect, no, I respect, respect women, do you understand?"

Chu Fang: "I understand!"

Seeing Chu Fang's contemptuous eyes, the security guard immediately broke his defense: "You understand shit, you understand!"

If Chu Fang refuted, he could still get some comfort, but the former agreed with him, he would feel like a clown.

As the saying goes, the 'last whisper' is the defense!

"Come here, I want to talk to you today..."

Chu Fang went to the community: "You can talk by yourself, I'm going home."

He went home and was about to say hello to Ms. Zhong, who whispered: "I'm working, shut up!"

Chu Fang puffed up his face.

The night fell, and the moonlight was bright.

Chu Fang simply cooked a few dishes, and the two sat opposite each other to eat. He asked, "Ms. Zhong, how was my cooking?"

"Not very good."

He muttered, "Your cooking skills are not good, and you still have the nerve to criticize others."

"Yes, my cooking skills are not good." Zhong Tingyue's pupils were bright, like the stars in the sky, "Not as good as someone's childhood sweetheart."

"You are wrong, Feng Ling is the one who will blow up the rice cooker when cooking." Chu Fang crossed his legs, "Ms. Zhong, are you jealous?"

"No."

"I don't believe it!"

"Believe it or not!"

Chu Fang sat up straight, "Actually, Ms. Zhong, you don't need to be jealous. Feng Ling and I are just classmates and friends. There was no chemistry in the six years of junior high and high school, and now we are just happy to meet each other."

"I don't believe it!" Zhong Tingyue looked Chu Fang up and down, "There is no pure friendship between men and women, do you agree?"

"I agree, but... ...”

“Then there is no but.”

After finishing her meal, Zhong Tingyue immediately put her pillow in her younger sister’s room, and planned to sleep with Zhong Rou tonight.

“Tell me, brother-in-law, did you make my sister angry?” Zhong Rou said with a fierce face, “You must apologize to my sister, otherwise, as a sister, I will…”

Chu Fang took out a red banknote, and Zhong Rou’s face changed: “Brother-in-law, you are not wrong, it is my sister who is wrong. As a sister, I will kill my relatives for the greater good. The direction of your finger is my battlefield!”

Zhong Tingyue walked over and twitched the corner of her mouth.

She was sold for a hundred yuan, she is really her good sister.

In Zhong Rou's room, Lady Zhong looked up at Zhong Tingyue: "Sister, did you have a conflict with your brother-in-law?"

"No."

"Are you two going to break up?"

"Who told you that?" Zhong Tingyue covered her younger sister with a blanket, "I just... ...feel a little uneasy, hesitant, and confused."

"Oh, I don't understand."

"You are still young, there is no need to understand."

... ...

Compared to Zhong Tingyue's full of worries, Chu Fang seemed much calmer, eating and drinking as he should, and not taking anything to heart.

Sent a message to Zhong Tingyue before going to bed.

[Love Solo Player: Ms. Zhong, I swear to God, Feng Ling and I are really not what you think, we have no fate to be together. ]

[Wangshu: After you swore, you did not specify the consequences of violating the oath. ]

[Love Solo Player: Not a buddy.JPG]

[Love Solo Player: If you violate the oath, you will be struck by lightning. ]

Boom! ! !

As soon as he sent the message, thunder roared in the sky. Chu Fang's body shook and he immediately withdrew the message.

[Love Solo Player: No more, no more. ]

[Wangshu: ... ...]

Zhong Tingyue's anxiety grew even stronger.

... ...

Because Feng Ling was traveling in Shanghai, Chu Fang took Feng Ling and her long-haired friend to visit Shanghai in the next few days.

Zhong Tingyue's mood, which was as calm as a mirror, began to ripple.

She always felt as if a treasure had been robbed.

On this day, the weather was too hot, and Feng Ling didn't want to travel, so she stayed in the hotel to rest, while Chu Fang came to the studio to slack off for the first time.

When Chu Fang saw Zhong Tingyue about to leave the studio, he asked, "Where are you going? I'll go with you."

"I'm going to find a male model, why are you following me?" Zhong Tingyue waved her hand, motioning Jiang Wenzhen to go with her, "You go find your childhood sweetheart, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

After leaving the studio, Jiang Wenzhen said shyly, "Sister Zhong,, I am not that kind of person. "

Zhong Tingyue: "Hmm?"

"Cai Guan and I are already in love, I can't do anything to let him down, I have to fulfill my girlfriend's responsibilities, you take me to order male models, I don't agree, but you are my boss, I dare not refuse, I am afraid that you will retaliate against me, let's discuss it, can we just order three male models..."

Zhong Tingyue: "..."

What on earth are you thinking of?

... ...

Then Jiang Wenzhen saw several middle-aged men, and Jiang Wenzhen had obvious question marks on her head: "??? "

Is this a male model?

They give me money?

Zhong Tingyue immediately communicated with several customers about the project, and it was not until noon that it ended.

Jiang Wenzhen wanted to go to the toilet, she leaned against the car waiting for the former, just at this time, there was a roar in her ears.

Looking at the sound, I saw a rich second-generation with dyed yellow hair driving a Lamborghini, the rich second-generation said: "Beautiful girl, let me meet you."

"I have a fiancé. "

"It's okay, I don't care." The yellow-haired rich second generation was full of energy.

You don't care, I care... ...Zhong Tingyue saw the yellow-haired man's proud look and said lightly: "My fiancé is worth hundreds of billions, he is young, handsome, and can cook a good meal."

"Do you think you are better than him?"

The yellow-haired rich second generation looked depressed: "Damn! Pretend I didn't say anything."

The yellow-haired rich second generation drove away.

Seeing the flirter walk away in disgrace, Zhong Tingyue's pretty face burst into a bright smile.

Usually she wouldn't say such words, but she had been anxious and worried recently, and now she felt a little relieved.

She finally understood what Chu Fang often said: "There is no need to be too serious. If you are unhappy, make others unhappy too, and you will be happy. "

I have to say, it's very wicked, but... ...very useful!

Zhong Tingyue returned to the studio and met an unexpected person, Feng Ling's friend, a long-haired woman named 'Su Congshuang'.

She said politely: "You are here to find Chu Fang, he is not here now."

Su Congshuang shook her head: "No, I came to find you specifically."

Zhong Tingyue: "Huh?"

She and this girl Su Congshuang had almost no intersection, and they didn't talk much.

Why did this girl look for her?

... ...