A life of financial freedom

As it happened, there was a tattoo shop next to them, so Zhong Tingyue took Chu Fang to the tattoo shop.

When they entered the shop, the female owner greeted them: "Hello, how can I help you?"

Zhong Tingyue said: "I want a tattoo."

The female owner looked at Zhong Tingyue, her pupils filled with surprise and astonishment.

In the free present, tattoos still receive strange looks, and most of the tattooed people are young boys and girls who don't know the world, but Zhong Tingyue is obviously not that kind of girl, let alone the kind of girl who wants to attract attention, because just based on her appearance and temperament, passers-by will cast their eyes on her as soon as she stands there.

The female shop owner pondered for a moment and said in a matter-of-fact way: "Well... To be honest, I don't recommend you to get a tattoo. Tattoos are bound to be discriminated against. Discrimination in all aspects has a very big impact on work and life."

After a pause, she continued: "If you want to experience tattoos, I recommend tattoo stickers to you. After applying them, they have the same effect as tattoos. And if you don't like tattoos, just wash them off after seven days. It's very convenient."

"Okay." Zhong Tingyue immediately chose the tattoo stickers.

Then, the female shop owner took them into the store and took out a row of tattoo stickers, indicating that Zhong Tingyue could choose at will. The latter pulled Chu Fang's arm: "What do you think is a good tattoo?"

"I think it's better not to have one." Chu Fang said honestly.

It turns out that this woman really wants to get a tattoo.

My wife is a spirited little sister!

Chu Fang said seriously: "Ms. Zhong, you are already very beautiful. Tattoos are not suitable for you, and I am sure that you will regret it in less than seven days."

"I won't!"

Hearing this, Chu Fang shrugged: "It's up to you."

Cut off the plot of helping others and respect other people's choices.

Anyway, this is a tattoo sticker. It can be washed off after the expiration date, and it will not cause too much harm to Zhong Tingyue.

He respected Zhong Tingyue's ideas.

Just treat it as the realization of a childhood dream, which is also good.

"Hehe~~~" Zhong Tingyue hummed softly, and then chose a tattoo sticker. After searching for a while, she found a phoenix tattoo from the pile of tattoos.

After choosing the tattoo sticker, the female owner took Zhong Tingyue into the room to apply the tattoo on her personally.

After entering the room, Zhong Tingyue then took off her clothes.

What appeared in front of the female shop owner was an almost perfect body, with skin as white as snow, and every inch of skin exuding an eye-catching luster. The body was upright and elegant, like a carefully trimmed bamboo, both tough and soft.

The most amazing thing is that her figure is not simply thin or plump, but a perfect balance and harmony, with both strength and softness, as if it is the most perfect masterpiece of nature, which makes people unforgettable and yearning.

As a woman, the female shop owner envied from the bottom of her heart.

This is a woman, an almost perfect woman.

Holding the tattoo sticker, the female shop owner hesitated: "Uh... ... Madam, I suggest you don't stick it."

The tattoo sticker was stuck on the almost perfect body, just like a white paper with black spots, with a bad record.

She couldn't bear to destroy this delicate body.

"It's okay, I'll just put it on. I'll just wash it off after seven days." Zhong Tingyue didn't care, and her voice was filled with a hint of excitement.

Since Zhong Tingyue said so, the female shop owner had to nod and slowly put the phoenix tattoo sticker on her body.

The tattoo sticker Zhong Tingyue chose was very large and long, and almost everything below the chin and above the knees was covered with tattoos.

After a while, Zhong Tingyue looked at herself in the mirror. The fiery red phoenix was close to her body, with its wings spread out, as if it was about to soar into the sky.

She nodded, very satisfied.

Then she left the room. Although she put on clothes, Chu Fang saw the tattoo on Zhong Tingyue's swan-like neck at a glance. It was very conspicuous. The latter nodded and asked how it felt.

He shook his head. Tattoos are really a very low-level thing, just like... ...well, pork on a chopping board is engraved with a seal, and most people will not buy the piece of meat with a seal.

Even Zhong Tingyue's appearance and temperament can't handle tattoos.

She rolled her eyes: "You don't know what you're talking about!"

Chu Fang pulled at Zhong Tingyue's collar, looking into her body. She tightened her collar: "You rascal!"

"You're a spirited girl, are you afraid of me looking at you?"

"You're a pervert."

"..."

Chu Fang paid the bill, and the two left the store. After the tattoo, Zhong Tingyue was very happy, as if she had done something earth-shattering. Her neck was raised high, like a proud swan.

And to match it, the pedestrians on the street all cast their eyes, slightly surprised, and their eyes revealed a hint of... ...What a pity.

Zhong Tingyue frowned slightly: "Their eyes seem strange."

"Strange?" Chu Fang looked around and said seriously: "No!"

You have a tattoo. If others look at you with normal eyes, then your tattoo is not a white tattoo!

That's too uneconomical.

After getting in the car, the strange eyes disappeared, and Zhong Tingyue slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Usually, many people look at her, but never as...strange as today.

Seeing this, Chu Fang's eyes almost narrowed into a slit.

You will have a hard time these days.

As night fell, driving home, Zhong Tingyue opened the window and stretched her neck, like a phoenix flying in the sky.

This woman is happy again.

After a while, they returned home and opened the door. Lily was still squatting at the door. She didn't get into Zhong Tingyue's arms like before, but tilted her neck and looked at the tattooed phoenix girl in front of her, looking like she didn't recognize her.

"Lily, you don't recognize me. I'm your mom."

Hearing the familiar voice, the tabby cat meowed and crawled into Zhong Tingyue's arms again.

After returning home, Chu Fang turned on the air conditioner and adjusted it to a suitable temperature. Zhong Tingyue took off her coat and wore a T-shirt and shorts. The tattoo was more conspicuous. From the neck to the knees, it was full of fiery red, as if it was really tattooed.

"How is it?" Zhong Tingyue asked while posing.

"Not very good, very low."

"No taste!"

Just then, the door opened and slammed shut, and then a flash of lightning rushed to the middle of the living room. Zhong Rou posed like a superman and said loudly: "Grandpa is back..."

After saying only two words, the rest of the words were stuck in her throat. Looking at the elder sister in front of her, she couldn't speak for a long time.

After five or six seconds, Zhong Rou slowly came back to her senses and asked hesitantly: "Sister, are you... getting a tattoo?"

"Yes, is it beautiful?"

"Uh... very low."

Zhong Tingyue ignored her younger sister and went to play with the tabby cat, while Zhong Rou asked Chu Fang what was wrong with her sister to think of getting a tattoo.

Hearing that her sister got a tattoo just because she thought it was cool, Zhong Rou looked at Zhong Tingyue with disdain: "Sister, you are so childish."

Zhong Tingyue did not speak and rolled her eyes.

Zhong Rou immediately started to perform her self-created "Zhong-style eight punches", with every move, she was full of vigor and said: "A spirited guy like you, I can kill seven or eight people by myself without any problem. Cool is a kind of ability and temperament, sister, you don't have it."

To be honest, Chu Fang felt that his sister-in-law was really cool, and it was cool that she exuded, unlike Zhong Tingyue who was cool for the sake of being cool.