A life of financial freedom

He Yi left in a few days.

On the day of her departure, the sky was gloomy, and the cool breeze seemed to have touched the hearts of He Yi and Zhong Tingyue.

The two held hands, reluctant to leave, and whispered.

Chu Fang slowly retracted his gaze: "Brother Wu, how long do you plan to get married?"

"No fixed time." Wu Di shrugged his shoulders, "Soon, hurry up to get the down payment for the house..."

It must be said that Wu Di is indeed a capable person. He has almost got the down payment for the house in just a few years after entering society, and it is a house in Shanghai.

"Is the house really a necessary condition for marriage?"

Wu Di turned his head and looked at Chu Fang, with a faint smile on his face: "I have to admit that the house can give the couple enough sense of security. Although He Yi has never mentioned the house, I still hope to give her a sense of security."

After a pause, he said in a helpless tone: "Not everyone is like you..."

A billionaire actually discussed the house in front of him. He felt that the two of them were not on the same level.

"You have money, blame me."

"..."

After chatting, the two girlfriends came over. He Yi looked up at Chu Fang and said, "I tell you, you have to take good care of my sister and don't bully her, otherwise..."

"..." Chu Fang narrowed her eyes, "My dear sister, did you threaten me not to tell me the consequences of bullying Ms. Zhong?"

He Yi pulled the corner of her mouth: "Rogue!"

After chatting with each other for a few words, Wu Di and He Yi left the Epiphyllum Community.

When the car disappeared from sight, Zhong Tingyue felt a complex emotion in her heart, reluctance, sadness... ..., and a little bit of secret joy?

And Chu Fang's voice came into her ears, light and floating, only she could hear it: "That Ms. Zhong, I want..."

"Don't even think about it!" Zhong Tingyue bulged her eyes and glared at her boyfriend.

"I want to..."

"Don't think about it!"

"I want to drink some water, can't I even drink water?" Chu Fang unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, took a sip, and suddenly stretched his neck and leaned in front of her, "Do you think I want to live with you? Zhong Tingyue is too shameless..."

Bitch!

Zhong Tingyue's mouth twitched, and she snorted softly, then picked up her bag and went to the studio.

Chu Fang's face behind her was full of a mean smile.

He didn't have too many thoughts about whether to live together.

Living together requires a natural outcome. As long as the relationship is in place, everything will happen naturally.

He Yi's departure did not bring much change to Zhong Tingyue's life. She still worked and fell in love. Except for being a little lonely, that loneliness was completely replaced by Chu Fang.

Chu Fang was just like usual, slacking off at work, thinking about how to "bully" Zhong Tingyue after work, and working overtime with her. Zhong Tingyue was conceiving drawings, and he was playing games next to her. When the work was done, the two went home hand in hand under the moonlight.

Life was quite dull, but it was this dullness that fascinated Chu Fang.

Life should be dull, and the daily extravagance is just another kind of loneliness.

In the morning, the sun was shining brightly, filling the sky and the earth.

Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue went to work.

Chu Fang looked at the floor grids drawn on the pedestrian road and adjusted his pace. Each step was in the middle of the grid, but because of his long legs, stepping in the middle of the grid seemed too small, and stepping in the middle of the grid with one step every other grid required him to take a big step. This walking pattern made Chu Fang's steps look particularly weird.

"Why have you been working overtime lately..." Chu Fang said softly while taking strange steps, and suddenly paused, "Crap! Which 'genius designer' designed this floor spacing? It doesn't conform to people's walking rules at all. I want to find someone to sue him!"

Looking at this boyfriend who was like a child, Zhong Tingyue smiled with her lips pursed, and a song emerged in her mind: one step, two steps, one step, two steps, one step, like claws, like the pace of the devil, like the pace of the devil...

She opened her red lips and said, "I will attend a designer's exhibition in a few days. I am sorting out the materials."

Chu Fang was walking on the floor with the pace of the devil. Suddenly, a roadblock appeared in front of the neatly arranged floor, blocking the way. He was stunned in front of the roadblock.

Seeing this, Zhong Tingyue shook his hand: "Avoid the roadblock and keep walking."

"Then my efforts to maintain a regular pace just now have been completely destroyed. I have a psychological cleanliness obsession."

What kind of person is this... ...Zhong Tingyue was filled with helplessness.

Chu Fang rolled his eyes and suggested: "Why don't you carry me to bypass this roadblock."

"You can go or not, I'm going to work, you can figure it out here." Zhong Tingyue picked up her bag and left.

Chu Fang stayed where he was, thought for a moment, hopped to the edge of the road, walked a few steps to bypass the roadblock, caught up with Zhong Tingyue, and held his girlfriend's hand.

"Oh, your mental cleanliness has been cured?" Zhong Tingyue said jokingly.

Chu Fang did not answer, and continued to move forward on the grid with a strange pace, walked a distance, hopped to the edge of the road, walked the distance of the roadblock just now, and returned to the floor grid of the pedestrian road to move forward strangely...

Zhong Tingyue's eyelids twitched.

So he fixed the roadblock 'bug' in this way.

I have to say, he is really a genius!

When they arrived at the building of the studio, Chu Fang jumped down the sidewalk with his hands stretched out parallel to the ground, and said happily, "Perfect!"

Zhong Tingyue gave a thumbs up: "You are awesome!"

"Who told me to be your boyfriend..."