A life of financial freedom

In a mid-range restaurant, all the staff of the Moon Room Studio gathered together, plus Zhong Rou, who was lying on the table, watching her elder sister drink one cup after another. Under the stimulation of alcohol, her pretty face flushed, her cheeks pink, and she became much more cheerful.

"Brother-in-law."

"What?"

"If you don't take care of my sister, she will get drunk if she drinks more."

"I can't take care of her at all." Chu Fang didn't care, "A drink can relieve a thousand worries... ... Well, it doesn't seem right to use it on your sister, anyway, that's what I mean."

Chu Fang could sense that Zhong Tingyue had always suppressed a rage in her heart. That rage was like a big stone suspended in her heart, pressing her to the point of suffocation. Today, the big stone quietly fell to the ground, and her whole mentality became more stable.

He more or less knew the reason. He wanted to help his girlfriend, but he didn't know how to help. Chu Fang was also very happy that Zhong Tingyue got out of the predicament with her own ability.

If he hadn't had to drive, he would have wanted to drink a few glasses.

"You're just spoiling my sister like this. Sooner or later, my sister will bully you." Zhong Rou rolled her eyes.

"It's okay. Your sister will bully you too."

"..."

It was late at night. As expected, Zhong Tingyue was drunk and lay in Chu Fang's arms. Her clear eyes were slightly hazy. She stared at Chu Fang and smiled foolishly: "Chu Fang, you're so handsome!"

Puff!

The colleague next to her couldn't help laughing.

Zhong Tingyue has always been a cold impression in the eyes of everyone. Although she is gentle, she can't stop her iceberg temperament and is feared by her subordinates.

But at this moment, Zhong Tingyue's face and words broke through everyone's stereotypes. Lying in Chu Fang's arms, she looked like a well-behaved little woman, and she looked like a fangirl.

Seeing this, Chu Fang had to take Zhong Tingyue away from the hotel to avoid continuing to embarrass himself and retain the last face of "Mr. Zhong".

So as not to be ashamed to see the elders of Jiangdong in the future.

"Hahaha..."

"I didn't expect there would be such a day, it's so rare."

"Sister Zhong is really like a flower maniac."

"No, it's a flower maniac."

"..."

The studio staff smiled, drank a few glasses of wine, and parted ways.

Jiang Wenzhen and Cai Guan walked out of the restaurant, looking at the night sky, the blue waves rippling, the former stretched lazily, in a good mood, and said: "I drank today, so I won't exercise."

Hearing this, the little fat man was happy, and then he heard the next sentence: "You run back."

Cai Guan's face suddenly fell.

Very disappointed.

Helplessly, he had to run slowly, and Jiang Wenzhen also accompanied him. The two walked side by side, and the light lengthened their shadows.

After jogging for more than half an hour, I returned to Cai Guan's house, which was old and small, and all the residents were local people from Shanghai.

"You go home." Jiang Wenzhen waved her hand.

"Sister Jiang, do you want me to call you a taxi?" The little fat man asked breathlessly.

"Look at you. You are so tired after running a few steps. You are not like a man." Jiang Wenzhen turned around and ran away, disappearing into the darkness.

Cai Guan watched the figure disappear and whispered, "I don't want to exercise."

He turned around and went home, greeting many neighbors in the community while walking.

His father was reading a book, and his mother stretched her neck and asked, "Guan Guan, why did you go home so late today? Why are you sweating? Who is the girl who went home with you? Is she your girlfriend? Don't hide it from your mother. Mom supports your choice unconditionally..."

The little fat man answered one by one. When his mother heard that it was a colleague, a trace of pity appeared on her face.

The fantasy of the future daughter-in-law was ruined.

Cai Guan's mother glared at her husband: "You only know how to read books all day long, and you don't care about your son. Your son is working and has not yet fallen in love. What will he do in the future?"

"My son has his own ideas." Cai Guan's father said slowly.

"Why don't we let our son quit and find him another job where he can meet more girls? What do you think?"

"Not so good." Cai Guan's father said, "My son likes design and he also likes that studio. Changing his work environment will only make him unhappy."

"You know." Cai Guan's mother glanced at her husband.

... ...

"Sister, elder sister, dear sister, don't move."

"Speak softly, others will laugh at you if they see you."

"..."

Chu Fang looked at Zhong Tingyue, who was lying in the back seat, twisting and turning, and talking nonsense from time to time. He could only say fortunately.

Fortunately, he left early, otherwise if his subordinates saw that the cold and frosty Zhong in their minds was drunk, their worldview would collapse.

Alcohol reallyIt's a fun thing that can change a person's inherent character.

"Don't call me sister." Zhong Tingyue said in a daze.

"Then what should I call you?"

"Pretty girl!"

"..."

Why are you still conceited?

It was already early morning when we returned to the Tanhua community.

Chu Fang carried his girlfriend home in a princess hug and placed her on the sofa. He immediately turned back and said to Zhong Rou, "Take care of your sister. I'll make some hangover soup."

After entering the kitchen, he cut the lemon in half, squeezed out the lemon juice, and then added warm water and honey and stirred it evenly. Honey helps to accelerate the metabolism of alcohol, while the sour taste of lemon can refresh the mind and relieve the discomfort after drinking. It is a good hangover artifact.

Chu Fang came out with honey lemonade and said to Zhong Rou: "You go to bed. You have classes tomorrow. I'll take care of your sister."

"Oh." Zhong Rou nodded, went to the room, stuck her head out, and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, my sister is drunk. I wish you a happy dream."

"..."

What kind of sister-in-law is this? Is that the image of me in your mind?

Chu Fang helped Zhong Tingyue up and leaned against him. He took the honey lemonade and poured it into Zhong Tingyue's mouth. The latter drank the water slowly, with one eye open and one eye closed. It was quite interesting.

After drinking, Zhong Tingyue seemed to be more conscious. Chu Fang patted her smooth and delicate face: "Are you feeling better?"

"No." Zhong Tingyue shook her head and couldn't stop shaking. It was as if she had taken ecstasy, and her body was shaking with her head.

Are you still high? !

Chu Fang was convinced and straightened her head: "Don't move."

"I want to move."

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"What do you care about me?"

"Forget it, since you are drunk, I don't want to bother with you."

"Why don't you care? You don't like me anymore, right?"

"..."

I don't care because I don't like you. Your thinking logic is too meticulous. How did you deduce it?

Seeing Chu Fang speechless, Zhong Tingyue's closed eye also opened, and her eyes sparkled, as if she was admiring a rare treasure.

"Chu Fang."

"Call me daddy."

"Do you love me?"

"Why are you asking this?"

"I'm going to ask."

"Oh, then I won't answer."

"You don't love me anymore."

"I love you for eight generations."

Just then, Zhong Rou's voice reached Chu Fang's ears: "Brother-in-law, that's not good."

"Go to bed."

You two sisters are really annoying.