Mr. Liu saw Zhong Tingyue go out to buy groceries, and immediately ran to Chu Fang's door and knocked.
"It's Brother Liu, what's the matter?" Chu Fang asked.
"Little Brother Chu, can I have a chat with you?"
"Ah, this." Chu Fang was stunned for a moment, "Sure."
We're both grown men, what's there to talk about?
Are we going to bayonet each other?
Eww~~~
Chu Fang invited Mr. Liu into the house and poured him a cup of tea.
Mr. Liu took a sip, organizing his words: "Little Brother Chu, don't blame your old brother for being nosy."
"That... as men, especially men with partners, we bear the responsibility, the heavy burden of taking care of the family. We can't squander our youth just because we're young. We need to plan for the future, otherwise, even the deepest feelings will be shattered."
"Let me tell you a true story. I have a friend who had a great relationship with his girlfriend in college. After graduation, my friend couldn't find a job and just lazed around, staying at home all day, ignoring everything. His girlfriend was very understanding and supported him."
"At first, it was nothing, but as time passed, the conflicts between them became more intense, they argued with each other, and eventually, years of affection were exhausted. They broke up, and a beautiful relationship ended."
"Now, my friend is full of regret, desperately wanting to get back with his girlfriend, but she's already married."
"What I mean to say is that relationships need to be maintained by both parties, not just one side giving unconditionally."
"Do you understand?"
Chu Fang was stunned, quickly reacted, and said, "Brother Liu, can I ask you a question?"
"Ask, I will definitely answer to the best of my ability."
"Is your friend named Liu?"
Mr. Liu's mouth twitched: "..."
At this moment, he really had the urge to kill someone.
So, you didn't listen to anything I said, just remembered the words 'my friend'.
Just then, the door opened, and Zhong Tingyue came in: "Brother Liu, why are you here?"
"I must be sleepwalking." Mr. Liu stood up and went next door, "Sorry to bother you."
"Hey, why did he leave as soon as he saw me?" Zhong Tingyue's big, bright eyes were filled with doubt.
Chu Fang stroked his chin, lost in thought: "I seem to know why they both look at me so strangely."
"Why?"
"They think I'm a good-for-nothing, and seeing me boss you around, they think it's not good, so they came to advise me."
Chu Fang wasn't stupid, he could tell that the story was a warning to him to treat Zhong Tingyue well and not to regret it when it was too late.
Zhong Tingyue nodded after listening: "That was well said."
"What was good about it?"
"You're a good-for-nothing, that's definitely true."
Chu Fang: "..."
"Fine, fine, I'm a good-for-nothing." Chu Fang put his hands on his hips, full of spirit, "I'm a good-for-nothing!"
Mr. Liu, who was walking out onto the balcony, almost fainted when he heard this impassioned speech.
"This, this, rotten wood cannot be carved!"
"You'll regret it one day."
Then he heard Chu Fang ordering Zhong Tingyue around, and he knew that his words had been wasted.
... ...
Late at night.
Mr. Liu lay in bed, panting heavily, still annoyed by Chu Fang's performance today.
"How can there be such a shameless person in the world?"
"Alright, don't be angry." His wife, Madam Cen, stroked her husband's chest, "It's not worth getting sick over that kid."
"What kind of person is that?"
"That Chu kid is a young boy who likes to play around. Even Miss Zhong isn't angry, so don't you be angry."
Speaking of this, Mr. Liu got angry: "That Miss Zhong is too, she's actually spoiling her boyfriend so much."
The more he thought about it, the less he could sleep. Mr. Liu sat up: "No, I can't watch this couple break up because of this. Our company is hiring, so I'll introduce that Chu kid to our company."
At this moment, Mr. Liu was already obsessed, not realizing that he had only known Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue for less than two days.
Just then, the door opened, and Mr. Liu's daughter rushed in and said, "Mom and Dad, my little brother suddenly got sick and is vomiting violently."
Hearing this, Mr. Liu and Madam Cen's expressions changed drastically. The latter slapped her forehead: "Damn it, we ate seafood tonight, and I forgot that my son is allergic to seafood."
The two came to the room and saw their son clutching his stomach, extremely uncomfortable.
"We have to rush him to the hospital, or it might be life-threatening." Madam Cen said, "We didn't drive here, and this is a suburb of Shanghai, it's hard to get a taxi. Ask next door if they have a car to take us to the hospital."
Mr. Liu knocked on Chu Fang's door, and Chu Fang asked, "Brother Liu, what's the matter so late?"
"Did you drive here?"
"Yes, we did."
"Can you take us to the nearest hospital? My son is allergic to seafood."
"Ms. Zhong, give me the car keys." Zhong Tingyue threw the car keys to Chu Fang, who caught them and said, "Let's go!"
Then, Mr. Liu carried his son, and Chu Fang drove the father and son to the nearest hospital.
... ...
In the hotel, Zhong Tingyue comforted Madam Cen and her daughter: "Don't worry, allergies are just minor problems."
"Alas, as a mother, how can I not worry." Madam Cen blamed herself, "It's all my fault, I forgot that he's allergic to seafood. I'm a failure as a mother."
"What's the big deal? Chu Fang often took me to eat cold things during my period." Zhong Tingyue said with a smile, "He said it was like fighting poison with poison, to let my period know who's the boss of my body."
"Ah?" Madam Cen exclaimed, seeing the bright smile on Zhong Tingyue's face, without any anger, she was a little surprised, "You seem very happy."
"I wouldn't say happy, but I'm very happy with Chu Fang, even if we bicker and make noise, I'm still happy."
Madam Cen said, "My husband and I seem to have misunderstood the relationship between you two."
Madam Cen could feel that Zhong Tingyue was genuinely happy, and she and her husband seemed to be worried about the wrong things, or rather, they shouldn't have interfered in Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue's affairs in the first place.
"People have a thousand faces, you can't judge a book by its cover." Zhong Tingyue took a bottle of milk and gave it to the little girl, saying, "You saw me taking care of Chu Fang, but you didn't see Chu Fang taking care of me every step of the way when I was sick."
"Two people can only go on together if they support each other. Chu Fang can take care of me, and I can naturally take care of Chu Fang."
Zhong Tingyue didn't feel how hard it was to take care of Chu Fang during this time, because what she was doing, Chu Fang had already done a long time ago.
If Chu Fang didn't want to move, then don't move. If he didn't want to cook, then she would cook. These things didn't matter.
As long as Chu Fang was happy.
"I'm sorry, we were being presumptuous." Madam Cen apologized.
"No need to apologize." Zhong Tingyue waved her hand, "You were just being kind."
The main thing was that Chu Fang didn't take Mr. Liu's words to heart, and he just did what he wanted to do.
"By the way, my husband's company is hiring, your boyfriend can give it a try." Madam Cen patted her forehead, remembering something.
"Chu Fang has a job."
Madam Cen was a little surprised: "What job?"
Zhong Tingyue thought for a moment: "Being a boss."
