Chu Fang sent Mr. Liu and his son to the hospital. After the doctor treated them, they started an IV drip. The little boy fell asleep in his father's arms.
Chu Fang didn't rush to leave but sat beside them, taking care of them.
“Thank you so much,” Mr. Liu said with sincere gratitude.
Just now, Chu Fang drove them here, running several red lights in the process.
“Hey, don’t mention it. I just drove a car,” Chu Fang waved his hand, not taking it to heart.
“But you saved my child’s life,” Mr. Liu insisted on thanking him. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said those things today.”
“I didn’t take it to heart.”
To Chu Fang, it was like water off a duck's back.
Besides, this Brother Liu wasn’t a bad person; he spoke those words out of kindness.
“Although you have shortcomings in various aspects, you’re a good person.”
Chu Fang: “…”
There's no need to use a 'although but' statement; it makes me seem like a terrible person.
“Did you just graduate, brother?”
“Graduated two years ago,” Chu Fang responded.
“Haven’t found a job yet?”
“Well…” Chu Fang thought for a moment, “I guess you could say I have a job.”
He was a formal employee of Zhong Tingyue’s studio. Although he often took leave and slacked off even when he was at work, he still held a formal position.
“I misunderstood you.” Mr. Liu handed his business card to Chu Fang. “Brother, this is my business card. I work at a company and have some influence. If you’re not happy with your job, feel free to contact me anytime.”
This Brother Liu was a department manager at a company.
“Thank you.”
“We’re all friends.”
The two sat and chatted idly until the sky cleared up, and Zhong Tingyue, Madam Cen, and her daughter arrived.
“How’s our son?” Madam Cen asked while holding her son.
“He’s fine,” Mr. Liu responded.
Hearing this, Madam Cen breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at Chu Fang: “Young Brother Chu, I really don’t know how to thank you enough.”
“Then there’s no need to thank me. It’s a pleasure to help others.”
Chu Fang and his group walked out of the hospital. He said goodbye to the family and then drove away.
At that moment, Mr. Liu noticed the car Chu Fang was driving: “A Bentley?”
He seemed to understand something, nodding his head: “It must be that Miss Zhong’s. No wonder that Miss Zhong can tolerate Chu brother; so she is a rich lady. It seems I really misunderstood Chu brother.”
“Miss Zhong is so rich, yet she is still willing to serve Chu brother. I really don’t know what virtues my Chu brother accumulated in his past life.”
Madam Cen nudged her husband's chest: “It’s all your fault, all your fault.”
“What’s my fault?”
“If you hadn’t made wild guesses, thinking they were in some kind of sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship, I wouldn’t have been misled by you, and I wouldn’t have lost so much face.” Madam Cen wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in. “From now on, I’ll never trust you again.”
Mr. Liu asked: “What do you mean?”
Madam Cen said: “That Bentley belongs to your Chu brother. He’s a big boss, owns a company, and has hundreds of millions in assets. He usually serves Miss Zhong, but he’s just been lazy these past few days, so he doesn’t like to move around. But you treated him like a lazy bum.”
“Don’t you think you deserve a beating?”
“Ah?” Mr. Liu opened his mouth wide. “Are you kidding me?”
“I wish I was kidding.”
Chu Fang didn’t care about his image. He didn’t want to show or say much about what others thought of him. If they misunderstood, they misunderstood. Anyway, they might not meet again.
Think whatever you want, as long as you’re happy.
But Zhong Tingyue cared about Chu Fang’s image. She didn’t want her fiancé to have the image of a lazy bum in other people’s eyes, so she explained it to Madam Cen.
After listening to what his wife said, Mr. Liu looked in the direction where the car disappeared: “Oh this…”
Buddy, if you had money, you should have said so earlier. Why did you listen to me so seriously, making me feel all noble, thinking I had saved a couple?
Are you secretly laughing at me in your heart?
…
Chu Fang didn’t laugh at Mr. Liu. People were being kind to him, and he didn’t have such a lack of morals.
“Zhong Tingyue, you’re quite immoral.”
“Me?”
“Yes.” Chu Fang nodded. “Why did you reveal my identity? After the reveal, that Brother Liu and his wife must feel ashamed. You just like to see other people's expressions, so you're immoral!”
“Like giving pearls before swine,” Zhong Tingyue snorted.
Her good intentions were met with Chu Fang’s ridicule.
This person was a master of immorality.
Tanhua Community.
“Ah, I still prefer staying at home.” As soon as he got home, Chu Fang lay on the sofa again, and his whole body began to become 'paralyzed', commanding Zhong Tingyue to do all sorts of things, serving tea and water, and even being too lazy to peel sunflower seeds, asking Zhong Tingyue to peel them.
Chu Fang frowned slightly while playing with his phone. Zhong Tingyue noticed the change in his expression: “What’s wrong?”
“There’s a university classmate reunion.”
“Are you going then?”
“No.” Chu Fang directly exited the group chat. “Everyone is so pretentious. They like to show off when they have some achievement. What kind of classmate reunion is this? To put it bluntly, they just want to show off that they’ve made a fortune. The main thing is…”
“I’m also a show-off. Watching them show off makes me want to show off too, but I’m too awesome. Once I start showing off, I’ll outshine them, and that will hurt the feelings of my classmates. That’s not good.”
Zhong Tingyue’s comment on this was: “Such pure classmate friendship.”
“Oh no, what if your future mother-in-law sends a message and I don’t reply?” Chu Fang saw the message Chu’s mom sent last night, and he hadn’t replied until today.
He panicked.
Zhong Tingyue said softly: “Just say you went to save a child last night; she should accept that.”
“That makes sense.” Chu Fang nodded and then replied to the message.
[Solo Player in Love: Zhong Tingyue said I went to save a child last night, so I didn’t reply to your message.]
[A Little Fairy: ???]
[A Little Fairy: What's going ]
[A Little Fairy: Good, I knew Zhong Tingyue was a fox spirit, a jinx. She's alienating the relationship between us mother and son!]
Chu Fang glanced at Zhong Tingyue, who was peeling sunflower seeds, and cautiously replied to the message.
[Solo Player in Love: Mom, Zhong Tingyue didn’t mean it; please don’t be angry.]
[A Little Fairy: I must be angry.]
[Solo Player in Love: Zhong Tingyue said getting angry easily leads to aging.]
[A Little Fairy: Fire ]
[A Little Fairy: Zhong Tingyue, you wait and see. When you enter the door in the future, I’ll make you suffer.]
Chu Fang could already imagine his mother’s angry appearance. He put away his phone with satisfaction.
There must be conflicts and contradictions between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. When the two fight, Chu Fang, as the son and husband, can have a good life.
Chu Fang thought of the noisy family in the future, and a faint arc appeared on the corner of his mouth.
“Ew~” Zhong Tingyue looked disgusted. “Mr. Chu, you’re smiling so lewdly.”
…
Shudu Mahjong Hall, Chu’s mom put her hands on her hips: “It’s so infuriating!”
“What’s wrong?” a mahjong partner asked.
“It’s nothing.” Chu’s mom didn’t have the habit of telling outsiders about her family matters, waving her hand. “Continue playing, continue playing.”
“Cough cough cough…”
Suddenly, Chu’s mom began to cough, and she couldn’t stop coughing, her face flushed red.
“What’s wrong with you?” a mahjong partner patted her back.
“It’s nothing, maybe I caught a cold.” Chu’s mom replied casually while coughing.
“Chu Fang’s mom, don’t take this matter lightly; it might be hiding a big problem.”
Chu’s mom looked up and asked: “How do you mean?”
“The mom of Li Erwa from the neighboring village also suddenly started coughing. Everyone thought it was a cold, but the cough got worse and worse. Finally, they went to the hospital for a checkup, and guess what? Late-stage lung cancer!”
Chu’s mom’s jaw dropped.
Chu’s mom no longer had the mood to play mahjong. She quickly left the mahjong hall and headed home, coughing all the way, as if the coughing wouldn’t stop.
She searched for the symptoms of lung cancer on Baidu: “Coughing, difficulty breathing, fever…”
She was instantlynumb.
What made her even morenumb was that she asked a doctor online if she had lung cancer. The doctor, knowing that she spent years in the mahjong hall surrounded by smokers, told her that she might have lung cancer.
Chu’s mom sat down on her electric scooter: “I’m done for!”
Of course, although Chu’s mom was simple, she wasn’t stupid. She knew that the news online couldn’t be trusted, so she went to the hospital to check if she had lung cancer.
She did all kinds of tests, X-rays, CT scans, thoracoscopy, cytological examinations, tumor marker measurements, and other methods.
She took the films to the doctor. The doctor, wearing a white coat, carefully looked at the films. Chu’s mom anxiously asked: “Do I have lung cancer?”
“No.” Chu’s mom breathed a sigh of relief. The doctor continued, “It’s late-stage lung cancer.”
