A life of financial freedom

The next morning, Chu Fang opened his eyes and instantly felt dizzy, his body empty, as if he had been hollowed out.

It took him a long time to recover.

Recalling last night's experience, Chu Fang felt as if his life had been teetering between life and death, going in and out... ...

Zhong Tingyue was going crazy to get pregnant, and she held onto him tightly last night, from ten in the evening until dawn, without stopping for a moment.

This exhausted Chu Fang.

Now he finally understood the classic saying: There is no land that cannot be cultivated, only oxen that cannot be worked.

Chu Fang, this ox, couldn't take it anymore.

"No, I have to get up quickly, or this crazy woman will ask me for 'morning lessons' again." Chu Fang became vigilant. "Last night was exhausting enough. If this continues, will I still look human?"

Then he quietly got up, put on his clothes, and walked out of the bedroom.

As soon as he went out, he ran into his sister-in-law, who was looking at him with her arms crossed: "Brother-in-law."

"Shhh~~~" Chu Fang made a silencing gesture. "Keep your voice down, don't wake your sister up."

"I have urgent matters this morning, so I won't make breakfast. Buy something to eat outside yourself." Chu Fang gave his sister-in-law twenty yuan.

"Not enough," the sister-in-law said calmly.

"I'll give you ten more."

"Still not enough."

"It's already thirty yuan, how is it still not enough? How much will be enough then?"

"Five hundred."

Chu Fang jumped up: "Are you eating dragon meat for breakfast?"

"Five hundred is my fee for keeping it a secret for you, or else I'll wake my sister up now."

Chu Fang: "... ..."

Having a shrewd sister-in-law is quite annoying.

Helpless, Chu Fang had to give his sister-in-law another five hundred.

After giving the money, Chu Fang sneaked out of the house.

This home was no longer suitable for living; he planned to roam the world.

Zhong Rou saw Chu Fang leave, then sneaked into the bedroom. At this moment, Zhong Tingyue had already gotten up and was looking at her phone.

"Sister."

"What's wrong?"

"Give me five hundred."

Zhong Tingyue's bright eyes rippled: "Why?"

"Do you know where brother-in-law went?"

Zhong Tingyue transferred five hundred to her younger sister, who said, "Escaped."

Zhong Tingyue said nonchalantly, "Return that five hundred."

Zhong Rou's happy face suddenly became depressed, and she looked unhappy.

Zhong Tingyue looked at the message on the screen, feeling a headache.

It was a taunt from her mother-in-law, saying that if she respected her mother-in-law, she would not have the blessing of the gods and would not get pregnant.

If she wanted to get pregnant, she must respect Chu's mother.

In the past, Zhong Tingyue could have retorted to Chu's mother's taunts in a thousand ways, but now she had no words to respond, after all, she had not gotten pregnant.

And in the past few days, she had almost tortured Chu Fang into a non-human state, and she herself was very tired, but there was still no sign of pregnancy.

"Sister, do you want me to help you deal with your mother-in-law?" Zhong Rou leaned on the bed.

Zhong Tingyue handed the phone to her younger sister. In two or three minutes, Zhong Rou used her talents to make Chu's mother bleed from all seven orifices.

[A Little Fairy: Bad woman, I swear to be irreconcilable with you.]

[A Little Fairy: I hereby swear, this world has you without me, and me without you.]

[A Little Fairy: Angry.JPG]

Zhong Tingyue could feel the anger in her future mother-in-law's heart from those words, and she suddenly smiled.

"Sister, that five hundred... ..." Zhong Rou asked softly.

"No need to return it."

Zhong Tingyue felt much better, then got up and went to the studio.

... ...

Chu Fang walked out of the house and along the street, surrounded by office workers.

He wandered around and suddenly realized that he had nowhere to go.

Usually, he spent most of his time in the studio, accompanying Zhong Tingyue to work, and suddenly being alone, he was very uncomfortable.

"Should I go back to the studio?"

As soon as this idea came up, he abandoned it: "No, that woman Zhong Tingyue is going to the studio, if I go, wouldn't I be walking into a trap."

Although Zhong Tingyue couldn't eat him, she could hollow out his body.

That won't do!

Chu Fang flipped through his WeChat friends, everyone had work to do, no one was like him, doing nothing all day long.

"Alas! Sometimes being too leisurely is also very boring." Chu Fang sighed. "Forget it, let's go for a foot massage."

For men, if there is nowhere to go, a foot massage is always the best choice.

Chu Fang returned to the昙花小区 (Tan Hua Xiao Qu) residential area and drove to a familiar club.

When he arrived at the club, the manager saw him and quickly ran over, bowing slightly: "Mr. Chu, it's been a long time since I've seen you."

"I'm bankrupt, so I come less often," Chu Fang sighed.

The club manager's attitude remained unchanged: "Should I arrange one for you, or will you choose yourself?"

"I'll choose myself."

Then the club manager led Chu Fang to the private room. When he arrived at the private room, he lay down, instantly feeling much more comfortable.

Last night, he hardly slept, all dealing with Zhong Tingyue.

Knock knock knock... ...

There was a knock on the door outside. Chu Fang said 'enter', and then three beautiful women came in.

The three introduced themselves in turn.

"Hello, Mr. Chu, I'm Mu Mu, from XX, it's a pleasure to serve you... ..."

"Hello, Mr. Chu, I'm Xue Er, from XX, it's a pleasure to serve you... ..."

The two technicians on the left and right used all their lifelong vocabulary to introduce themselves, raising Chu Fang's status, hoping that Chu Fang would choose them.

These two technicians were veterans of the club, but they had heard of Chu Fang's deeds, once spending millions on a technician, and not even touching the other party, just simply chatting.

And when the technician left, Chu Fang gave the other party one million.

Who wouldn't want to get such a 'big gold master'?

The girl in the middle said softly, "My name is Hui Er."

Chu Fang took a photo and sent it to Zhong Tingyue.

[Lonely Player: Picture.JPG]

[Lonely Player: Which one should I choose? The enchanting Mu Mu, or the cute Xue Er, or the aloof Hui Er.]

[Lonely Player: Alas, this choice is really difficult.]

[Wangshu: Picture.JPG]

[Wangshu: Mr. Chu, please choose for me, which of these three male models should I choose.]

[Lonely Player: Zhong Tingyue you mother... ....]

[Lonely Player: Zhong Tingyue, I swear to be irreconcilable with you.]

[Lonely Player: How did you go to that kind of place? Come back, come back to me.]

[Wangshu: I'm here to entertain clients, definitely not what you think.]

[Wangshu: Honest.JPG]

Chu Fang immediately made a video call to Zhong Tingyue. The moment it was connected, he realized that this woman was lying to him.

Zhong Tingyue was currently working in the office.

Seeing the dim lights, the standard uniform, and the familiar scene, Chu Fang often brought Zhong Tingyue to this club for foot massages.

Therefore, Zhong Tingyue recognized it at a glance and directly cursed: "Damn it! Chu Fang, I'm faking it, but you're doing it for real?"

She just randomly found a picture online to tease her husband, but this stinky man actually went.

Thinking of this, Zhong Tingyue was stunned: "You used to say that you were keeping a mistress, didn't you really keep one?"

Chu Fang raised his hand and hung up the video call, leaving a sentence at the moment of hanging up: "Raising your hand is not to apologize, but to tell you, my brother, you still need to practice."

Studio.

Zhong Tingyue gritted her silver teeth: "Chu Fang, you're really something."

The three technicians looked at each other, their eyes full of doubt. They didn't know what Chu Fang was looking at, laughing so happily.

Aren't you going to choose, buddy?

Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue sent various emoticons until the phone crashed.

I don't know what's going on, even the newest and most technologically advanced phones will crash once too many emoticons are sent.

Chu Fang felt very annoyed about this, the phone crash seriously affected his combat power.

He threw down the phone and then said: "The one in the middle stays, the rest can leave."