A life of financial freedom

As time passed, winter gradually arrived and the weather became colder.

The sun went down, and it was time to get off work.

Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue left the company together. The latter helped the former get into the car, sat in the passenger seat, fastened the seat belt, and smiled: "Mr. Chu, you look like a child."

"Don't you know if I'm a child?"

"I knew it before, but now... I doubt it."

"..."

Chu Fang glared at his girlfriend and swore in his heart that once he got better, he would let her know that he was a real man!

Zhong Tingyue sat in the main driver's seat, adjusted a comfortable position, and drove away immediately.

It was time to get off work, and the streets were congested and lined up in a long stream. Zhong Tingyue was not impatient about this. He drove leisurely, glanced at Chu Fang, and couldn't help laughing: "Chu Fang, you sprained your foot, but your hand skills have improved a lot."

Chu Fang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was also not honest, and his hands unconsciously fell between her legs.

"That's right, I need to practice more, it will be useful in the future."

"..."

Zhong Tingyue sensed that the hands were moving upwards, patted them lightly, and said angrily: "That's enough."

Chu Fang pouted like a child: "Stingy!"

Zhong Tingyue looked ahead, there was a long line, and changed the subject: "Look ahead, there are cars everywhere, you are still buying cars, are you sick?"

"I sprained my ankle, isn't it a disease?" Chu Fang raised his leg, "That's a Rolls-Royce."

"Isn't it a four-wheeled car?"

"You are so unsophisticated!"

"Yeah, right, right..."

While bickering, the two went to He Yi's house.

The house bought by He Yi and Wu Di has been renovated. Today is the day they move into their new home, so they invited Chu Fang, Zhong Tingyue, and Yang Meina to have a simple meal.

After about an hour, they arrived at He Yi's neighborhood and bought some gifts such as fruit and milk downstairs.

After knocking on the door, it opened. He Yi was wearing an apron and dressed like a housewife: "Oh, you two are here. It's okay to come. Why bring gifts?"

"Just buy something."

Zhong Tingyue spoke softly and pushed Chu Fang into the house. The latter looked at the house. It was a house of about 100 square meters, decorated warmly and cozy. There was a big photo in the living room, which was the wedding photo of He Yi and Wu Di.

He Yi was wearing a white wedding dress, looking exquisite, and Wu Di was wearing a suit, handsome and handsome. It was one of the best moments in their lives.

Zhong Tingyue looked at the photo and was slightly stunned, but quickly reacted.

Wu Di walked out of the kitchen: "You sit down, you can eat soon."

After a while, Yang Meina also arrived, and the simple party began.

Zhong Tingyue, Yang Meina, and He Yi have been sisters for many years and have a deep friendship. The former two were happy for the latter from the bottom of their hearts. After so many years of hard work, they finally settled down in the Magic City and had a family.

"Come on, keep drinking. Don't go home until you're drunk today." Yang Meina poured wine for the two of them. The bottle was empty. She immediately looked at Wu Di, who immediately took out a bottle of white wine and handed it to her.

The three sisters then started drinking again.

Wu Di and Chu Fang looked at each other and smiled together.

"Your foot?"

"Alas, it will take some time to heal." Chu Fang sighed lightly.

Wu Di nodded: "It's quite... ...interesting."

"Just call me stupid."

"I don't mean that. It's just that I sprained my ankle while taking pictures. It's really interesting."

"..."

Chu Fang looked up and looked at the house. It was a very ordinary three-bedroom and one-living room house, but the price was not ordinary. It was more than five million, and with the decoration and other things, it was close to six million. This was the price of the house in Shanghai, and even this was cheap.

"Very good."

"It's worth it to have your words."

"How many years did you borrow?"

"Thirty years, I'll pay it back slowly."

"Tell me if you have any difficulties, I'll definitely help you if I can, you know me, anything that can be solved with money is not a big deal."

"Thank you." Wu Di clasped his fists. He knew that Chu Fang's words did not mean to show off, but just wanted to help the two of them. He patted his forehead, seemed to remember something, looked at Zhong Tingyue, lowered his voice and said: "By the way, how is your relationship with Zhong Tingyue going? What are your plans?"

Chu Fang shrugged his shoulders and smiled bitterly: "I don't know either."

Originally, the plan was very good. During the National Day, the parents of both sides met to discuss the progress of the two, but with the death of Chu Fang's grandfather, everything was put on hold. Neither family discussed the meeting, as if it was frozen.

Both sides consciously avoided talking about that matter.

In addition, Chu's mother still had a hostile attitude towards Zhong Tingyue, so everything stagnated.

The relationship between Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue was stillVery good, even better than before, but it is frozen at the family level.

He doesn't know how to change this situation, and so does Zhong Tingyue.

The two of them tacitly expect time to slowly smooth out the gap between them.

"Alas, this matter..." Wu Di was also speechless.

It's hard to say who is right or wrong on both sides. It can only be said that fate is playing tricks on people. Chu Fang's grandfather died at the wrong time.

It was late at night, the party ended, Yang Meina was drunk and stayed at He Yi's house, and Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue left with her.

"I'll call a designated driver." Chu Fang said as he walked out of the community.

"I just drank some wine, I want to go around."

Under the dim light, Zhong Tingyue's pretty face was faintly flushed, pink and tender, and her clear eyes were blurred, extremely beautiful.

She pushed Chu Fang to the Epiphyllum Community.

Both of them were silent, and the surroundings were quiet.

"Hmm..." Zhong Tingyue exhaled and covered her chest, "My heart is a little stuffy."

Hearing this, Chu Fang frowned: "What's wrong? Do you want to see a doctor?"

Zhong Tingyue shook her head: "No, I just have something to say, but I don't know what to say."

The two passed by a wedding shop. At this moment, the incandescent light was on, illuminating the entire shop. Through the glass, you can see the pure white and holy wedding dress, which is completely placed on the stand and can be seen at a glance.

Zhong Tingyue stopped and looked inside through the glass. He was silent for a few seconds: "I want to go in and take a look."

"Okay."

The two entered the wedding shop immediately. A female salesperson came forward with a smile on her lips: "Hello, how can I help you?"

"I want to see the wedding dress." Zhong Tingyue said.

"No problem."

The saleswoman glanced at Chu Fang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and led the two to the depths of the wedding shop. There were all kinds of wedding dresses placed around, and couples who were about to enter the marriage hall were trying on wedding dresses.

When they walked to a dress, it was a pure white wedding dress. Zhong Tingyue looked at it and asked, "Can I try it on?"

"Of course."

The saleswoman took the wedding dress, Zhong Tingyue gave Chu Fang a look, motioned to wait for a while, and then went to the dressing room.

"Alas!" Chu Fang's face showed a faint pain, and he sighed, "What a trick of fate!"