After selling the fried potato spirals, Chu Fang sat and chatted with the balding man.
"Kid, you're not selling anymore?"
"No way, I'm losing money like crazy," Chu Fang said. "I'm so broke I'm about to pawn my pants."
"Bullshit!" The balding man rolled his eyes. "You don't speak a word of truth, kid."
The balding man could tell that Chu Fang, like him, wasn't short on cash and was just setting up a stall to pass the time.
The two chatted idly until Zhong Tingyue got off work, and Zhong Rou also packed up her stall. Then, the three of them drove home together in their mobile vending cart.
Just as they left the night market, they happened to run into the middle-aged woman who sold mobile vending carts at the entrance, who asked, "Young man, are you selling this mobile vending cart?"
"Twenty thousand."
"Two thousand."
"I bought it for twenty thousand."
"I know, but when you sell it, it's only worth two thousand."
"Auntie, you're a real business genius."
Chu Fang ultimately sold it to the middle-aged woman for two thousand yuan. He knew it was worth at least three thousand, but there was nothing he could do. He had no use for the mobile vending cart.
He had luxury cars worth tens of millions gathering dust in the underground garage, let alone this kind of mobile vending cart.
... ...
Moonlight streamed into the bedroom like water.
Chu Fang sensed Zhong Tingyue's fair skin.
"Ms. Zhong."
"Mm."
"In the end, I won this round."
"Okay, you won."
"Why am I not happy that I won?"
"Because you were completely played by me."
"I really don't like your blunt replies."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, you're too silly, so you were tricked."
Chu Fang: "... ..."
Zhong Tingyue rubbed her fiancé's face, changing it into various shapes, and said, "Mr. Chu, don't be unhappy, at least you gained something."
The gain was winning the bet.
Thinking of this, the unhappiness in Chu Fang's heart disappeared.
Gold-rimmed glasses, black stockings, studded high heels... ...
His heart was ablaze.
"Tomorrow, you're coming with me to buy stockings," Chu Fang said.
"Okay."
"High heels."
"Alright."
"And you have to wear glasses."
"No problem."
"Hehe... ..." Chu Fang laughed.
... ...
The next morning, Chu Fang woke up just as the sky was beginning to brighten, and then went into the kitchen to make breakfast.
This morning, he was making beef noodles. The broth was simmered for a long time over low heat until the color was like amber and the aroma was overflowing.
The beef was cut into large chunks, the meat tender and chewy.
Although he used dried noodles, it was still extremely delicious.
"Zhong Tingyue, Rou Rou, wake up!" Chu Fang shouted after finishing breakfast.
Then Zhong Tingyue slowly walked out of the bedroom, stretching lazily. Seeing his fiancée so lazy, Chu Fang got angry: "You are extremely wicked, woman."
She set a trap and made a bet with him, and in the end, he won the bet but lost his inherent laziness.
And the housework at home fell on his shoulders again.
In this series of events, Zhong Tingyue used a beauty trap, feinted attacks, and took advantage of the situation.
This woman's scheming is truly terrifying.
Zhong Tingyue smiled like a flower: "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Chu."
"I didn't compliment you."
"You've already complimented me enough, no need to continue."
"I didn't compliment you."
"You're not worthy of me, but who told me I like you, so no need to feel inferior."
Chu Fang: "... ..."
Are we talking through different servers?
Zhong Tingyue already has some of his thick-skinned skills.
After eating, Zhong Rou went to set up her stall with her friends, while Chu Fang was bored and accompanied Zhong Tingyue to work at the studio.
Arriving at the studio and seeing Chu Fang, Jiang Wenzhen's eyes widened: "Oh, who's this here?"
Chu Fang directly 'started at zero frames': "Your dad."
Jiang Wenzhen clenched her fist: "Screw you."
Jiang Wenzhen asked, "Why did you suddenly think of coming to work today?"
Chu Fang had a look of deep affection: "I missed you."
This sentence made Jiang Wenzhen feel disgusted all day, and she didn't bother him at all that day.
Sitting at his workstation, Chu Fang originally wanted to slack off as before, but after slacking off for a while, he felt uncomfortable.
He looked at Cai Guan's computer screen: "Little fatty, what are you doing?"
"Designing blueprints."
"Give me two projects, I'll design them."
"Ah?" Cai Guan was stunned.
Or rather, everyone in the studio was stunned.
Chu Fang actually wasn't slacking off, but started working.
"What's wrong with Brother Chu?"
"He's heartbroken, only heartbreak will make him work seriously."
Everyone: "... ..."
What a far-fetched reason.
But Chu Fang really had changed a lot and actually started working on blueprints, which was obviously very strange.
Zhong Tingyue stood in the office, seeing Chu Fang so diligent, and a shallow arc appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Another unexpected gain?"
Working until it was time to get off work, Chu Fang stretched: "Ugh, the feeling of working a whole day is pretty good."
"Mr. Chu is very impressive," Zhong Tingyue stood beside him.
"Nonsense, don't you know how impressive I am?"
"Eww~~~" Everyone in the studio cast strange glances.
Chu Fang packed up his workstation and then pulled Zhong Tingyue out of the company: "Let's go, it's time for me to reap the rewards of the bet we made tonight."
