A life of financial freedom

Chu Fang and Wen Xiangbing returned to Modu. The former dropped off the latter at his apartment complex before they parted ways.

Chu Fang returned to Hibiscus Garden.

After a day of rest, he felt as strong as a tiger, determined to make Zhong Tingyue yield tonight.

Back home, Chu Fang slammed the door shut and shouted:

"Zhong Tingyue!"

"Your old man has returned!"

"Your old man has mastered the Vajra Indestructible Body!"

"... ..."

Chu Fang issued a challenge upon returning home, but Zhong Tingyue ignored him, focused on her work. Chu Fang felt a flock of crows fly over his head.

Caw caw caw... ...

How embarrassing... ...

"Can't you at least respond to me? Could it be that Zhong Tingyue is already tired of me and has another man outside? Good, I didn't expect that even a woman like you, Zhong Tingyue, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, would cheat on me. I demand you apologize to me immediately, or I'll just die here."

Zhong Tingyue shifted her gaze, her voice filled with helplessness: "So you're back, does that mean I have to serve you?"

"That won't be necessary." Chu Fang seized the opportunity, lying directly on Zhong Tingyue's lap, gazing at her delicate face, perfect from every angle.

He said from the bottom of his heart: "Ms. Zhong, you are so beautiful, like a little white菜."

"What's the use of being beautiful? Some pigs won't even bother to nudge you."

Chu Fang: "... ..."

I shouldn't have said that last sentence.

My bad.

"Hmm... ..." Chu Fang pondered for a moment, then said, "Although we are young, we still need to control ourselves, don't you think?"

"Okay, I won't force you anymore, let's just let things happen naturally." Chu Fang cupped her pretty face and kissed her deeply, "Ms. Zhong, you are so gentle and kind."

Zhong Tingyue went into the kitchen and then brought out a bowl of soup: "Your body is too weak, you need to replenish it."

Chu Fang looked at the dark soup with wolfberries floating on top, and asked, "Am I becoming Wu Dalang?"

"Come on, Dalang, drink your medicine." The corners of Zhong Tingyue's mouth curved up.

After drinking the medicine, Chu Fang felt his energy return.

... ...

Early in the morning, Chu Fang supported his back.

His energy was gone again.

He always felt like he was hovering on the edge of life and death during this period, and the King of Hell might be watching him going in and out of the gates of hell.

Zhong Rou patted his shoulder: "Brother-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm about to die."

"Ah?" Zhong Rou was shocked, then said, "Brother-in-law, tell me your bank password before you die."

Chu Fang: "... ..."

Before I die, I'll take you with me.

This stupid sister-in-law.

Today's breakfast was made by Zhong Tingyue. It was cake, or more accurately, cake that she got up at two in the morning to make.

This girl is crazy. She slept until two in the morning, couldn't sleep, and got up to make a cake.

She finished making it at three in the morning, didn't eat it, and went back to bed.

Chu Fang asked her, why did you make it and not eat it?

Zhong Tingyue replied indifferently: "I'm not hungry, just bored."

Chu Fang: "... ..."

Sister, it's two or three in the morning, and you're saying you're bored?

Then should I take you to the bar street? It's so 'interesting' there at midnight.

Is this something a normal human being would say?

Zhong Tingyue came out with the cake she had made, a strawberry shortcake.

It must be said that Zhong Tingyue is quite talented in making cakes. The cakes she makes are delicious, not greasy at all.

Chu Fang heard from a cake master that the highest praise for sweets is 'not sweet', and Zhong Tingyue can achieve this. The cakes she makes have a sweet taste, but not the kind that is explosively sweet, but the light sweet type.

"Why don't you become a cake master?" Chu Fang suggested.

"No."

"Why?"

"Too tiring."

"Then why did you get up at two in the morning to make a cake?"

"Is it your business?" Zhong Tingyue's bright eyes gleamed.

After eating breakfast, Zhong Rou went to school. Chu Fang put his hands in his pockets and shouted: "I'm leaving first."

"Where are you going if you're not resting at home?" Zhong Tingyue asked.

"Looking for a mistress." Chu Fang swung his keys as he left home.