A life of financial freedom

It was late at night when we left the clinic. Under the gorgeous lights, the Magic City was like a city that never sleeps.

On the way back, the lights stretched the shadows of the three people. The sister-in-law was amazed and stepped on the center of the shadow. However, as the angle tilted, she could no longer step on the center of the shadow, so she jumped and jumped, insisting on stepping on the center of the shadow.

"Ahhh~~~" The sister-in-law said with her teeth and claws, "Why can't I step on the shadow!"

With her hands on her hips, she looked up at the sky, the bright moon: "One day I will have to pick you off!"

When she got home, the little yellow-haired boy squatted in front of the door, wagging his tail, looking happy, and didn't know that his little friend was sick.

Entering the house, Zhong Tingyue sat on the sofa, still hugging Lily tightly to comfort her, while Chu Fang sat next to her, stroking the forehead of the tabby cat.

Chu Fang had wanted to stroke the tabby cat for a long time, but the latter had a natural hostility towards him and had never let him stroke it. Today he finally got his wish.

The tabby cat did not object as usual, but glanced at him, with a calm look, as if despising him: Do you have a fool?

Seeing that Chu Fang was about to rub sparks out of Lily's head, Zhong Tingyue pushed Chu Fang and drove him away: "Lily is sick, don't touch her."

"Then can I touch you?"

Chu Fang's thoughts are very simple. If he can't touch a cat, he can touch a person!

He is not picky!

... ...

The next day.

Chu Fang woke up, got up, covered Ms. Zhong with a quilt, and kissed her smooth face: "It smells good."

Girls are all fragrant.

A beautiful day began.

Walking into the living room, Chu Fang first looked at the tabby cat, curled up, with its tail on the ground, and its head naturally resting on its tail to sleep.

Lily was still very cute in her sleep.

And by chance, Lily opened her eyes, and instantly bared her teeth and claws, and came towards Chu Fang.

Meow!

Chu Fang: "..."

Grass (a kind of plant)!

It's so cute!

It seems that the illness has not subsided. The tabby cat scratched him a few times and then fell asleep on the ground.

Chu Fang looked at the blood on his arm and wanted to cry but had no tears.

This cat really did it!

After a simple preparation, Chu Fang made today's breakfast.

He looked through the refrigerator and found some leftover dumplings with leek and green onion fillings. The dumpling skins were rolled by Zhong Tingyue.

As a southerner, Chu Fang hardly used a rolling pin, and dumplings, noodles and other pasta were all bought.

Therefore, he was very "out of the play" at the Spring Festival Gala. I don't know why dumplings are eaten during the Spring Festival?

Anyway, he ate dumplings just to try something new.

The water was boiled, and the dumplings were put in. After three times of cold water, Chu Fang tasted the dumplings and nodded: "It's really delicious!"

Compared to machine-made dumpling skins, handmade dumpling skins have a better texture.

And paired with the sour soup and spicy oil seasoning he personally prepared, the white round dumplings wrapped with the seasoning became bright red and tempting, full of appetite

The sister-in-law ate two bowls, propped up her waist, and teased the sleeping tabby cat. The latter woke up and waved its claws, and the former lifted her feet, and the latter flew up and fell to the ground. She stretched and said, "You think I'm your brother-in-law, right?"

Sobbing~~~

The tabby cat shrank its neck. It turned out to be the little devil. It had just seen it wrong.

After dinner, the sister-in-law went to school, and Chu Fang was also ready to go to work. Zhong Tingyue thought about it and took the tabby cat to the studio.

Worried that Lily's illness had not recovered and she would feel uncomfortable staying at home.

Arriving at the studio, the tabby cat instantly attracted everyone's attention. Jiang Wenzhen exclaimed, "Sister Zhong, is this your pet? So cute... so cute..."

Jiang Wenzhen wanted to touch Lily, but the latter grinned, with a row of teeth flashing coldly, as if to say: Come on, touch it, I'll kill you.

Chu Fang smiled, and felt somewhat comforted in his heart.

This cat grins and looks ferocious at everyone, not just him.

Jiang Wenzhen raised her chin: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at stupid people."

"I'll fight you!"

The daily noise in the studio is indispensable. Zhong Tingyue carried Lily into the office and put her on the desk. The latter lay lazily while the former worked. The man and the cat complemented each other.

After the infusion, she did recover quickly. At noon, Lily was much more energetic and walked around the company, looking left and right, as if she was helping Zhong Tingyue to inspect everyone's work.

Jiang Wenzhen came forward quietly from behind, trying to catch Lily, but Lily turned her body and evaded the capture very smoothly, opened her mouth fiercely, and then left.

It didn't attack Jiang Wenzhen. Zhong Tingyue said that strangers should not be attacked, and it remembered it.

Of course, Chu Fang was an exception, he was not a stranger.

Chu Fang was very sad.

Damn!

Silly cat!... ...

Time flies by like water, and in a hurry, it is the end of the year, and the air is getting cooler.

Dance studio.

Zhong Tingyue dances with the music, and every movement is graceful and powerful, like a willow branch swaying in the wind, both soft and resilient... ...

The music slows down, and the dance stops.

Pa pa pa... ...

Wang Qian applauds: "Ms. Zhong, you are the most talented dancer I have ever seen."

"You flatter me." Zhong Tingyue replied modestly.

"The last class is over, and I have nothing to teach you." Wang Qian said.

Thirty dance classes have ended, and today is the last class.

The two left the dance studio side by side, and saw Chu Fang chatting with a group of men, talking about various topics, from the north to the south, the universe and the stars... ...

Chu Fang is a fun person, and he can find fun no matter where he is.

Every time he accompanied Zhong Tingyue to practice dancing, he met strange men, but without exception, they could chat happily.

"Is it over?" Seeing Zhong Tingyue, Chu Fang stopped chatting and turned around to ask.

"Yeah."

Wang Qian said slowly: "Ms. Zhong has a strong learning ability. She has mastered everything she has learned. I can't teach Ms. Zhong anymore."

"Strong learning ability?" Chu Fang tilted his neck and glanced at Zhong Tingyue, "Didn't you use the wrong word? I don't think so."

Zhong Tingyue frowned slightly: "Are you doubting my ability?"

"No." Chu Fang shook his head and said honestly: "To be honest, you are really stupid."

And he counted them one by one: "First, you don't earn as much as I do; second, you are not as good at socializing as I am; third, my handsomeness is far greater than your beauty; fourth, I am younger than you..."

Lies don't hurt people, the truth is the sharpest knife!

Zhong Tingyue pinched him lightly, and the latter immediately shrank his neck, pretending to be in pain.

Seeing the two flirting, Wang Qian shook her head, and her heart was in turmoil.

She did not envy Zhong Tingyue for having a rich fiancé. What she envied was that the two of them had unequal wealth, but they still lived together as equals, and Chu Fang was so rich that he was willing to love this Ms. Zhong and regard her as the object of his lifelong companionship.

In the thirty dance classes, Chu Fang followed almost every time, and even if he could not see Zhong Tingyue dancing, he still enjoyed it.