A life of financial freedom

Unconsciously, the end of the year is approaching, and migrant workers are gradually leaving and returning to their hometowns.

The corresponding interior design work has begun to decrease, and the work of the Moon Room Studio has also decreased. Therefore, Zhong Tingyue decided to give the employees a Spring Festival holiday, let the employees take a holiday, and go home early to reunite. As for the few remaining tasks, they can leave them for next year, and she is also preparing to return to her hometown.

Tomorrow is the time to go home, and the flight ticket has been booked.

At night, the lights outside are bright, and Zhong Tingyue is busy at home, packing up personal belongings, taking out a few exquisite packages and putting them on the table, and said to Chu Fang: "This is a gift for uncle and aunt. Remember, the white package is for uncle. I bought him a fishing rod, and the red package is for aunt. It is very suitable for her skin, and it is effective in maintaining and moisturizing..."

The gifts are not only for Chu Fang's parents, but also for two sisters, and the rest of the family members, more or less.

These days, Zhong Tingyue has been buying gifts for Chu Fang's family.

"Oh." Chu Fang lay on the sofa, fiddling with his mobile phone.

Seeing her boyfriend's dead look, Zhong Tingyue shook her head. She didn't say much. Chu Fang knew how to handle these things.

Chu Fang turned over, stood up, returned to his room, and took out the gifts he prepared for Zhong Tingyue's parents.

His future father-in-law liked to drink, so he bought red wine.

As for the gift for his mother-in-law, he was in a dilemma. He said hesitantly, "Isn't an ordinary coat not good? My mother-in-law likes money. How about I give her a big red envelope?"

In the chat messages sent by his mother-in-law, Chu Fang felt that those words were deeply hidden in the nature of "loving money". From time to time, she talked about how to save and how to make money, and she also asked Chu Fang about his wealth intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes: "How can a gift be a red envelope? My mother won't want it."

Chu Fang nodded.

Although the mother-in-law loves money and even reaches the point of being stingy, she has her own rules and bottom line. Chu Fang sent her red envelopes, but she didn't accept them.

After sorting out personal belongings, it was already late at night.

The two of them relaxed all of a sudden, and the room was very quiet, as if filled with a faint melancholy atmosphere.

Zhong Tingyue looked up at Chu Fang, like a child, with a slightly raised mouth and a trace of sadness on her face. She knew what her boyfriend was thinking at the moment, patted his chest, and said comfortingly:

"Okay, okay, it's just a short separation. We can meet again after the New Year. Don't be so sad."

Suddenly losing Chu Fang, her heart was empty, as if she had lost a piece.

It has to be admitted that the other party has occupied an important position in each other's hearts, and even cannot be missing.

"Aren't you sad?" Chu Fang also patted Zhong Tingyue's chest.

Of course, the shooting technique is somewhat different from Zhong Tingyue's. Zhong Tingyue comforts him from top to bottom, while his hands are placed in the same place, and only that place can give him a little comfort.

There is no way, he is so dedicated.

Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips, did not stop her boyfriend's behavior, and responded: "It's okay."

"... ..., you are ruthless and ungrateful!"

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, okay."

"No!"

"Then you want to..." Zhong Tingyue said, a faint blush appeared on her fair face, and she gave Chu Fang a white look, "Are you pushing it too far? Don't you?"

"Yes, it's a little small."

"Is it interesting?"

"Yes!"

"What does it feel like?"

"Well... ..., it's like I lost my nerves, I feel I can't breathe..."

"..."

Seeing that they were about to part, Zhong Tingyue didn't care much about her boyfriend, and let him do whatever he wanted. As time passed, the room was filled with a strange atmosphere.

Zhong Tingyue kicked Chu Fang away and rushed to the bedroom. Before closing the door, she left two words: "Rogue!"

Looking at the closed door, Chu Fang unconsciously grabbed the air with both hands, as if there was residual warmth. After a while, he came to his senses and shook his head and sighed: "Oh! Mistake!"

He had known Zhong Tingyue for half a year, had been in love for a few months, and lived together for a while, but he didn't sleep with his girlfriend who was open and aboveboard.

Who would believe this if he told others about it?

He looked up at the night sky, as if making a wish, and also as if cheering himself up, saying: "Next year, I will definitely sleep with you."

... ...

After waking up in the morning and having breakfast, Chu Fang drove Zhong Tingyue to pick up Yang Meina.

They were childhood friends, grew up in the same village, and went home together.

Yang Meina was a live broadcaster, a freelancer, and could take a holiday at any time.

As soon as she got in the car, Yang Meina frowned: "Oh, I calculated the income last night.I have worked for a year and have not earned a penny. I have worked for another year for nothing. I enjoy the feeling of working but not earning money. It seems that I am wandering between life and death. I am a high-quality slave, born to be a cow and horse! "

"I have worked for a few years and have not met a big brother. The most powerful big brother is pursuing my childhood friend. What the hell is this? ! If I had known earlier, I would have swallowed Chu Fang's millions and run away. Now I have become a rich woman. How great!"

After a few words of emotion, he poked Zhong Tingyue and asked, "You have made a lot this year, right?"

"No, I invested all in the studio." Zhong Tingyue shrugged.

"Impossible!" Hearing this, Yang Meina said to Chu Fang, "Chu Fang, you are so stingy. You don't even give money to the child's mother, right? "

I haven't slept yet, how can there be a mother for the child... Chu Fang felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Yang Meina seemed to have sensed his thoughts, with a smile on her face, stretching her neck: "Oh, I forgot, you two haven't done that yet, right? Chu Fang, how about this, you put 10 million on my card, and I will directly get Zhong Tingyue to your bed, and no one will answer your cry."

"Really?"

"How can it be false? I drugged her."

"Deal!"

"..." The person in question pulled the corner of his mouth, and was speechless for a while.

It wasn't long before we arrived at the airport, where the crowds were crowded, people coming and going, all of them were wanderers returning home.

"We also need to check in Lily's luggage, so we went in. "Zhong Tingyue hugged the tabby cat and said to Chu Fang, "Take good care of yourself. It's cold in Shanghai these days. Be careful not to catch a cold. I have cold medicine in my room. Otherwise, you can go to the hospital. Anyway, don't delay..."

At the time of parting, Zhong Tingyue seemed to have endless words to say, nagging, but Chu Fang did not argue and listened quietly.

Seeing Chu Fang's silence, Zhong Tingyue also felt a little sad, but she barely maintained a smile, hugged her boyfriend's neck, and gently touched Chu Fang's lips: "Okay, I'm leaving. Call me on video when you get home."

A handsome man and a beautiful woman, a pair of exquisite couples, attracted the attention of the people around them, and they couldn't help but sigh: "What a perfect couple!"

In the airport, Zhong Tingyue watched her boyfriend disappear from her sight. After standing for a long time, she heard the voice of her childhood friend: "I didn't expect that you, Zhong Tingyue, would also be a "licking dog" one day. You look like a husband-waiting stone. How can those men who regard you as a goddess imagine it? "

Zhong Tingyue slowly retracted her gaze and said in a clear voice: "What do they think? It has nothing to do with me."

"Alas! Fortunately, Chu Fang is a good person, otherwise, Zhong Tingyue, you are finished."

"..."