A life of financial freedom

Zhong Tingyue started working until 3pm, then left the office with her bag.

"I have something to do today, so I'll leave first. You guys clock out on time."

Everyone in the studio was a little surprised. Their boss Zhong was a workaholic, so why did he leave early today?

Jiang Wenzhen whispered to the front desk colleague: "You really want to know? Then I'll tell you, Chu Fang is sick, and it's a serious illness for men."

"Ah?!" The colleague was shocked.

Soon, the news spread throughout the studio.

"Have you heard? Chu Fang is dying."

"No, CEO Zhong is pregnant and has to take care of the baby."

"Bullshit! That's a rumor. Chu Fang is pregnant."

"Hiss..." Everyone took a breath.

It was really 'earth-shattering' news.

Cai Guan coughed and pulled Jiang Wenzhen to the tea room: "You should talk less about those gossips in the future."

"That's not gossip, it's the truth!"

"Brother Chu should be celebrating his birthday and didn't come."

"How did you know?"

"Guessed."

"That doesn't count!"

"..."

Zhong Tingyue walked out of the building and went to a nearby cake shop instead of going home first.

She planned to buy a birthday cake for Chu Fang, but unfortunately, she was not interested in any of those exquisite cakes.

It looked handmade, but it was actually made on an industrial assembly line.

"Forget it, I'll make a cake for Chu Fang." After choosing, she decided to make the cake herself.

She had been obsessed with pastries for a while, and she had quite a lot of experience with it.

She bought flour and eggs and went home immediately. As soon as she entered the house, she smelled the fragrance.

Chu Fang was busy, looked sideways, and said, "You're back."

"Yeah." Zhong Tingyue walked into the kitchen, "Leave some space for me, I'll make a cake for you."

Chu Fang made some space, and Zhong Tingyue began to make a cake. The couple was doing their own things in the kitchen, not affecting each other, but helping each other.

Not long after, with a "whoosh", Zhong Rou came home.

"Grandpa is back." Zhong Rou rushed into the kitchen and handed a small gift to Chu Fang: "Brother-in-law, this is my birthday gift for you."

Chu Fang touched his sister-in-law's head: "I love you for nothing."

Zhong Tingyue asked: "Why did you come back so early?"

Zhong Rou replied nonchalantly: "I skipped class."

Zhong Tingyue: "..."

How can you say it openly?

Don't you have any sense of shame?

The three of them came back, and Chu Fang's birthday party began.

He brought the food he had cooked all day to the table, including fried shrimp, grouper, boiled shrimp, chicken with pork belly, corn, radish and pork ribs soup... ..., a whole table was laid out.

"There is one more dish." Chu Fang brought the last dish and placed it in the middle of the table.

Zhong Tingyue and Zhong Rou were both stunned: "Huh? Cabbage?"

Chu Fang was quite proud: "Try it, this is the most complicated dish I have ever made."

Zhong Rou couldn't wait to pick up a piece of cabbage with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, and then her eyes lit up: "Fresh, what is this, brother-in-law?"

Zhong Tingyue replied: "Boiled cabbage."

That's right, it is a famous Sichuan dish, boiled cabbage, made with chicken, duck and pork ribs, using a complex method to make a broth, and then paired with cabbage.

At first glance, the soup is watery and oily, but it smells fragrant and tastes fresh and soft.

The dishes were served and the three began to eat.

Zhong Rou picked up the AD calcium milk: "Happy birthday to my brother-in-law, may he live long."

Chu Fang raised his wine glass and clinked it with the calcium milk, rolling his eyes: "You might as well wish me to be a cuckold."

"Then wish my brother-in-law to be a cuckold!"

Go to hell, how can you not understand good or bad words, right? Chu Fang was speechless.

Zhong Tingyue pursed her red lips and smiled beautifully.

Because there were only three people on the birthday, and they usually ate together, they were used to it, so this birthday was not that lively.

It was just a simple meal, talking about what happened today, it was very simple, but Chu Fang felt that this birthday was very meaningful.

After dinner, Zhong Tingyue took out the cake she made, Chu Fang blew out the candles, cut three pieces, and the birthday was over.

"Zhong Rou, help me wash the dishes." Zhong Tingyue instructed her younger sister.

At home, Chu Fang was responsible for cooking, Zhong Tingyue was responsible for washing the dishes, and the younger sister-in-law... ...was not responsible for anything.

"Why?"

"Your money is still with me."

The sister-in-law obediently went to wash the dishes, while Zhong Tingyue went into the bedroom. Not long after, she came out with a drawing board, a paintbrush, and a small stool, and said to Chu Fang: "Sit down, I will draw a picture for you."

Today she thought about it all day, and didn't know what gift to prepare. After thinking about it, she decided to draw it on paper for Chu Fang to leave a beautiful moment..

Chu Fang readily agreed: "Okay."

Zhong Tingyue is an art major. She likes to draw when she has nothing to do, but she has never drawn him. Of course, he agreed to draw him today.

Chu Fang posed, leaned against the window, looked at the bright moon, and looked melancholy and deep.

Zhong Tingyue looked at her fiancé, imprinted the whole image in the depths of her memory, and wrote with spirit.

"Not long after, Chu Fang felt sore and asked: "Is the painting done?"

The sister-in-law replied: "It's almost done, brother-in-law, hold on for a while."

He had to hold on for a while, but he couldn't hold on any longer. He looked back and saw that Zhong Tingyue had stopped writing, while Zhong Rou was scribbling and painting, and then showed her masterpiece to Chu Fang.

Zhong Rou asked excitedly: "Brother-in-law, how did I draw?"

Chu Fang hesitated: "Is this a story between a tiger, a barbell and a black hole?"

"No!" The sister-in-law shook her head, "This is you. "

Chu Fang: "!!!"

Picasso came here to worship you as his master.

Chu Fang looked at Zhong Tingyue's drawing board and was a little surprised: "This is not what I look like."

There was neither a moon nor a window on the drawing board, and Chu Fang was not wearing such clothes.

"Yeah." Zhong Tingyue nodded, "This is the first time I saw you, and that was in Ya Teng Yige."

Chu Fang stared at himself on the drawing board, and felt more and more charming, as if his charm was engraved on it: "Do you still remember?"

"I always remember."

Zhong Tingyue always remembered the first time she saw Chu Fang. She was in training, and Chu Fang was sitting below, looking at her with an admiring look.

Zhong Rou rubbed her arms: "Ah~~~, if you two want to show off, show off in your own room, there are children here."

Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue said in unison: "Go into the house."

"Humph! You two are rude!"