A life of financial freedom

It was midnight when the dinner ended and everyone went home. The fat boy Cai Guan was almost dragged away by Jiang Wenzhen.

Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue stood there, watching them disappear into the darkness, and then they retracted their gazes. The latter turned around and tidied up the former's clothes and messy hair.

After tidying up, looking at the young man in front of him, he pursed his lips and smiled: "Handsome!"

"Be humble, Xiaoshuai."

"Then Xiaoshuai."

"... ...You don't have to be so hypocritical, you can be more honest."

"You say it's humble, and I say it's hypocritical?"

"Well... ...Yes."

"A man with double standards."

They went home hand in hand.

In mid-September, autumn is approaching. Walking on the streets of the Magic City at night, a sea breeze blows from time to time, refreshing and quite pleasant.

"Huh... I finally got my footing." Zhong Tingyue let out a breath, as if she had let out the depression in her heart, and suddenly felt relieved. "I was so scared some time ago. I was afraid that the studio would go bankrupt if there were no orders. I would not only fail Nana's feelings, but I would never be able to repay her in my lifetime. I was also afraid that the studio would go bankrupt, the employees would be out of work, and their families would be burdened..."

The gentle and cool voice echoed around, telling her heart to her beloved.

She had been holding these words in her heart for a long time. She didn't say them some time ago because she was afraid of making her boyfriend worry. It's better for one person to worry than for two people to worry. At least Chu Fang is happy, and her mood will be much better.

It was not until today that she solved the problem of the customer that she finally dared to speak her mind. Helplessness, grievance, sadness... ..., a variety of complex emotions.

Chu Fang listened to the other party's story quietly, kept silent, just clenched the thin hand, letting the other party feel the warmth of the palm.

A beautiful flower bloomed on Zhong Tingyue's face.

Her boyfriend's reaction made her feel warm inside. He didn't respond too much or comfort her all the time, but listened to her thoughts quietly.

He didn't say a word, but gave her 100% emotional value.

Suddenly, a light sound interrupted her voice. She frowned, looked at her boyfriend, and said in a slightly coquettish tone: "You are so annoying, why don't you turn off the mute, don't answer it."

Someone called Chu Fang, and he raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

"Sure, definitely, and definitely..." Zhong Tingyue nodded, but when she saw the caller ID on Chu Fang's phone screen, it was from a name called "Mom". She was stunned and swallowed the "definite" word, "Answer it."

"No."

"... Answer it."

Chu Fang made a hushing gesture, then clicked to answer it. The receiver came with his father's steady voice: "Um... Hello."

The father and son started chatting as awkwardly as always. Chu Fang replied: "Okay, Dad, how are you?"

He had thousands of jokes in his mind, but he couldn't say them in front of his father, and answered stiffly.

"Okay."

Then there was a silence on the receiver. Chu Fang knew that his old father was thinking about how to talk to his child next. He thought about it and felt that he should speak more naturally than his father. He said carefully: "Dad, where is my mother?"

After saying this, Chu Fang almost felt the exhalation from the other side. He felt relieved all of a sudden, and then he heard the gentle voice of his mother: "You two are like enemies. You talk about me within three sentences when you meet. Without me, this family is no different from a morgue."

Then his mother answered the phone: "Hello, dear..."

Puff!

A gentle laugh seemed to echo around, attracting the attention of Chu's mother. She raised her voice by eight degrees: "My dear, is there anyone next to you? It's so late, is there someone next to you? Is it your girlfriend? Hi, hello Chu Fang's girlfriend, I'm her mother, let me introduce myself first..."

Chu Fang looked back at Zhong Tingyue, who covered her mouth, squinted her eyes, and shrank her head, like a cute little squirrel, while the former pulled the corner of his mouth, ignored the latter, and replied to his mother: "Colleague."

"Colleague?" Chu's mother was stunned, and then blamed him: "Why didn't you say it earlier? It embarrassed me, my dear..."

Thinking of his mother's nagging, he felt a headache, so he interrupted her: "Mom, what's the matter with you calling me?"

It was just a casual question, who knew that aThis immediately ignited the fire in Chu's mother's heart: "What's wrong? I can't call you if nothing happens, right? If you don't call me, you're not happy when I call you, right? I gave birth to you after ten months of pregnancy, and it hurt so much that I cried..."

Call you a mean mouth... Chu Fang patted his mouth gently.

And Zhong Tingyue also stretched out her arm to pat his lips. He grabbed his girlfriend's arm and their eyes met.

You're rebellious, aren't you?

Good boy~~~

Oh, that's what my mother calls me.

Good boy~~~

Zhong Tingyue, you are sick, aren't you?

Good boy~~~

One silently called him good boy, and the other naggled in his ear. He met the two most helpless women in his life in one night.

Chu Fang's head really started to hurt.

Mother Chu talked about her inner pain from the ten months of pregnancy to tonight, and said again and again with a tone of lingering: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to say it."

I'm too lazy to say it, you're almost done, you can't find the words, right? ... ... Chu Fang swallowed his complaints and pretended to smile and replied: "Mom, you're right, I'm so sorry for you, I will be filial to you in the second half of my life."

"Hehe, sensible." Mother Chu's face changed like Sichuan Opera, and she smiled suddenly. After more than half an hour, she finally remembered why she called, and then said: "By the way, I forgot to say that I will come to Shanghai for a class reunion on National Day. I'll tell you in advance."

"Oh, okay." Chu Fang nodded and agreed, "Is my dad coming?"

"No, there's something at school." Mother Chu replied, "I don't want to be with him either. I want to come to Shanghai alone to find handsome guys!"

Dad Chu sipped his tea and didn't care.

"Then I'll pick you up at the airport."

"OK, my dear."

He chatted with his mother for a while, mostly with his mother talking, while Chu Fang nodded in agreement and hung up the phone.

Finally, he turned around, looked at Zhong Tingyue with a smile in her eyes, and shouted in a delicate voice: "My dear~~~"