A life of financial freedom

"Wow... big lobster."

"Abalone."

"Take more, take more. I told you that the treatment will not be bad if you come with me."

"..."

After entering the restaurant, Yang Meina and He Yi left on their own accord to look for delicious food, which was quite cool.

Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue found some food, chose a corner to sit down, and looked at the people in the restaurant, as if the outside world had nothing to do with them.

Zhong Tingyue lifted the hair by her ear and suddenly noticed the burning gaze. She turned around and was met with a pair of hungry wolf-like eyes. She rolled her eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Chu Fang flicked his tongue and looked at his girlfriend unabashedly, "Ms. Zhong, you are so beautiful today, like a fairy."

"... ..., I wasn't beautiful before?"

"I can only say that there is a gap."

Zhong Tingyue rarely dresses up in her daily life. She wears jeans, T-shirts, flat shoes... whatever makes her feel comfortable. But today, she looks well dressed, and her pink lips are painted with a light rouge and powder, and she exudes a refreshing fragrance.

She looks so elegant and pure.

It really touched Chu Fang's heart.

"Tsk!" Zhong Tingyue said disdainfully, "You're a lecher."

And Chu Fang lowered his voice a little and leaned close to Zhong Tingyue's ear: "I'm only lecherous with you."

The warm heat harassed her ears, and along with the provocative words, Zhong Tingyue's face flushed slightly. She looked around quietly, and no one cast their eyes on them, so she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he knocked Chu Fang's forehead with his head and said softly, "Huh! It's not for you to see."

"If you don't show it to me, who are you going to show it to?" Chu Fang touched his forehead and suddenly remembered something. He suddenly realized, "Oh, you are showing it to Zhang Yan. You are afraid of being defeated in front of her. What a scheming woman! That red Maserati is not cheap, right?"

"It costs three thousand yuan to rent it a day. I am so sad." Thinking of Zhong Tingyue's mouth twitching, she pulled the silk long skirt: "This outfit cost tens of thousands of yuan."

Zhong Tingyue thought about it. Since she is already the winner, she doesn't need to hide from the loser Zhang Yan. If Zhang Yan dares to have ideas about her boyfriend, she must also show her girlfriend's temperament.

Therefore, she dressed up specially to blind everyone's eyes, and rented a Maserati to avoid being defeated.

The whole person is like a lady from a wealthy family, a rich lady.

Chu Fang couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Terrible female competition, but I like it."

Successfully transformed the entanglement between himself and Zhang Yan into the competition between Zhong Tingyue and Zhang Yan. Chu Fang felt that he was like Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms, with extraordinary wisdom.

"If I had known that you drove the three sports cars in my house, you would definitely kill everyone present in seconds."

"Do I look like someone who can afford a sports car worth tens of millions?"

"Not like, but just, who told you to be my girlfriend."

Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips, and her delicate face had two cute dimples.

There were many guests at Zhang Yan's birthday party, all of whom were relatives and friends. Zhang Yan held a wine glass and walked in the restaurant, toasting the guests like a lady, with a slight smile on her face, as if nothing had happened just now.

Zhang Yan toasted all around, and finally her eyes fell on the two people in the corner. She walked over and raised her glass to Zhong Tingyue: "Have a drink?"

"She can't drink, I'll do it..."

Just when Chu Fang wanted to drink for Zhong Tingyue, the latter picked up the glass and glanced at the former: "Who said that?"

"Didn't you say that? You can't drink."

"I lied to you."

"Zhong Tingyue, are you a rogue?"

"None of your business!"

"Fuck you..."

"..."

Watching the two quarreling, Zhang Yan's eyes were full of loss and frustration, and Zhong Tingyue remembered that there was someone next to him, and said to Zhang Yan in an embarrassed tone: "Sorry, Chu Fang always quarrels with me."

Hearing this, Chu Fang next to him felt nauseous and almost vomited his meal last night.

Tea! Green tea! Old green tea!

He could hear the full flavor of green tea from Zhong Tingyue's mouth, and every word in it was stimulating Zhang Yan's nerves.

How come I didn't realize that Zhong Tingyue's tea was so salty and flavorful.

But I like it.

The competition between women was so exciting that he wanted to record this scene and show it to Zhong Tingyue when he was old.

The two women clinked their glasses and drank them all. Zhang Yan said, "Can I talk to you alone?"

Zhong Tingyue nodded.

ChuFang raised his arm: "Can I come along?"

"No!" Zhong Tingyue knew what this man was thinking, he must want to watch the fun, so he resolutely refused.

"..."

Zhang Yan and Zhong Tingyue walked up to the second floor of the restaurant side by side. Seeing them disappear, Chu Fang sighed.

There were only a few waiters on the second floor of the restaurant. Zhang Yan motioned them to leave, and sat with Zhong Tingyue in front of the French window of the restaurant, admiring the sea view in the distance, and occasionally there were waves of sound.

Zhang Yan sat on the stool, crossed her legs, supported her chin with one hand, looked at the dark sea outside, and suddenly seemed to be dazed, as if immersed in her own world.

Seeing Zhang Yan seemed to have lost her soul, Zhong Tingyue's arrogance disappeared completely, and she took the initiative to break the deadlock and said softly: "I'm sorry."

The gentle voice pulled Zhang Yan out of her own world. She was stunned for a second, and then replied: "You don't have to say sorry to me. If I were in your position, I would be more jealous and mock my opponent more. If a woman is still friendly to her rival, then that woman may not like her man."

Zhang Yan seemed generous and slowly retracted her gaze and said; "Excuse me, how old are you?"

"I'm 24 years old."

Zhang Yan frowned: "People often say that men are single-minded all their lives and only like young girls. Why is he the opposite?"

"Maybe I'm three years older than her."

"What's the point?"

"A woman who is three years older than you will bring you gold bricks."

"Hahaha... ..." Hearing this, Zhang Yan laughed, took the water handed over by Zhong Tingyue, drank a sip, and said slowly: "He is not short of money."

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