A life of financial freedom

Under the night, Qin Qin was cooking dinner, Liang Sisi was helping, and Chu Fang was leaning against the door, watching the two cook.

After the exam today, the two planned to invite him to the hotel for dinner, but Chu Fang refused. After discussing it, they cooked in person. Chu Fang couldn't refuse again, so he nodded in agreement.

Looking at Qin Qin wearing an apron and touching her, Chu Fang raised his eyebrows and whispered, "You are amazing."

Nowadays, there are very few girls who can cook, and even fewer who are as proficient in cooking as Qin Qin.

Beef and tomato pasta, the noodles are as flexible as filaments, wrapped in rich sauce, the sweet and sour of tomatoes and the freshness of beef are perfectly blended, exuding a faint fragrance.

Even more amazing is the matcha yogurt cake made by Qin Qin.

Baked food is a test of a person's cooking skills. The production work is quite delicate and complicated, and the technique is also very important. She can make it attractive in color, green and white, fresh and natural.

Chu Fang had a little more respect for the scheming girl in front of him.

She is a scheming person with cooking skills.

Hearing this, Qin Qin smiled: "It's okay, I just cook often, practice makes perfect, it's not a skill."

She took great pains to learn cooking just for today, to show her side as a good wife and mother.

Little guy, I can't beat you.

Liang Sisi next to him pulled the corner of her mouth.

My sister cooks and has cooking skills, but she doesn't cook often, but it's extremely rare.

Don't you feel guilty when you say that?

Qin Qin continued, "I like cooking very much. I enjoy the sense of achievement when cooking, especially the happiness and satisfaction on the faces of my family and friends. Cooking is not only to satisfy the appetite, but also a kind of emotional exchange and communication. I often say this to Sisi. Sisi, am I right?"

"..." Liang Sisi swallowed her saliva, "Ah, yes, yes, you often say that."

Forget it, I have to leave tomorrow, and it's not good to lose face for my friends.

Chu Fang drew a shallow arc at the corner of his mouth and smiled at the two of them.

Putting aside her intentions, Qin Qin is quite interesting, of course, only for this reason, he always treats it as a joke.

... ...

In the living room, Zhong Rou sat on the sofa with her legs curled up, her eyes narrowed, and she whispered: "If the heart is as clear as ice, the sky will not fall, and the changes will remain stable, and the spirit will be calm..."

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and a bright light flashed across her eyes: "No, I can't calm my heart and practice at all."

I saw Zhong Rou standing in front of the window, facing the front, performing the "Zhong Style Eight Punches", and the curtains danced with it.

After a while, dinner was ready.

The four of them sat at the dining table. Chu Fang tasted a bite of pasta and nodded: "It tastes good."

Hearing this, Qin Qin smiled, and Zhong Rou's voice beside her was mixed with anger: "Take it! It's very unpalatable, much worse than my sister's."

Qin Qin's face was embarrassed, but she soon calmed down and replied softly: "My cooking skills can't compare with Sister Zhong's. Sorry, I can't make the taste you want, or I'll order you a takeaway."

"Hmph!" Zhong Rou raised her chin, "You can't compare with my sister. My sister's cooking skills are five-star. No matter who eats it, they will say it's delicious. You can never compare with my sister."

Zhong Rou hit Qin Qin one after another. There were obvious signs of twitching on her face. She immediately cast her eyes on Chu Fang, but Chu Fang did not change her color. She ate dinner calmly and seemed not to intervene. Like other families, she taught Zhong Rou a lesson and maintained the face of the guests, but let the sister-in-law mess around.

Zhong Rou's chin was raised high, with a smug look on her face.

The atmosphere in the room was very awkward, with only Zhong Rou's voice praising her sister's cooking skills and describing Zhong Tingyue as the "God of Cookery".

"Brother-in-law, why did you kick me? Did I say something wrong?" Zhong Rou glared at Chu Fang and directly pointed out what Chu Fang was doing under the table.

"Ahem... That's right." Chu Fang coughed.

I agree with you praising your sister. You can praise anything, I can accept it, but don't praise her cooking skills, okay?

You don't have any idea about your sister's cooking skills, right?

You don't feel embarrassed?

Qin Qin's embarrassment slowly disappeared, and she said, "Brother Chu, you have survived in the Magic City by yourself. It's amazing. You are simply my idol."

This sentence is not a compliment, but comes from the heart.

After a few days of contact, Qin Qin found that Chu Fang was really amazing. He had two houses in this community, which were worth at least tens of millions. She also knew that Chu Fang was the boss of a company and had many employees under him. He had already achieved financial freedom.

This alone was something that 90% of people could not achieve.

Moreover,Chu Fang has other advantages.

"Not bad." Chu Fang smiled, "mainly because of Zhong Tingyue's help."

"Humph!" Hearing this, Zhong Rou snorted lightly, her tone full of pride.

"I really want to get to know Sister Zhong, want to learn more from Sister Zhong, want to know what kind of extraordinary woman can get the praise of Brother Chu, she must be very outstanding..."

Before she finished speaking, a clear voice rippled in the room: "Not outstanding, but okay!"

Chu Fang's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Zhong Rou put her hands on her hips, as if she was helped by God.

Qin Qin and Liang Sisi looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a girl standing at the door. The upper body was a chiffon lantern sleeve top, the plain color and the printed design gave people a dignified and atmospheric feeling; the lower body was a khaki half-length umbrella skirt, the solid color showed the texture and high-end feeling of the clothing.

Her hair was like a waterfall, fluttering in the wind, her eyes were bright, her teeth were white, her skin was as white as cream, her figure was like jade, and her manners were graceful, like a fairy who did not eat the earthly food.

"Sister~~~" Zhong Rou rushed over instantly, and on the way, she had the strength to kick Lily.

Get out!

You are not allowed to compete with me for my sister!

Lily, the tabby cat, squatted in the same place with grievance.

Is there no one to speak for cats? The life of a cat is also a life!

... ...

The incandescent light enveloped the whole room, illuminating the five people in the room. The five people had different expressions. Chu Fang smiled, Zhong Rou stood straight, Qin Qin looked embarrassed, and Zhong Tingyue smiled like a flower, inviting several people to eat, like the hostess of the house.

Liang Sisi secretly looked at the beautiful woman in front of her. She thought she was pretty, liked and pursued by many men, and had a lot of superiority, but that superiority was diluted in front of Zhong Tingyue, just like the comparison between the sun and the moon.

In contrast, Liang Sisi felt like an ugly duckling, not only in appearance, but more importantly, in temperament, intellectual, generous, gentle, virtuous, and fresh.

Moreover, Zhong Tingyue's words were so self-deprecating: "Sorry, I received a big project, which is very helpful for the development of my studio, so I went on a business trip to Beijing and only came home today. Don't take it to heart. Has Chu Fang taken good care of you these days? If not, I will definitely ask him to apologize to you..."

Zhong Tingyue, are you sick? You are sick and you have to drag me, right? ... ... Chu Fang sent a look to his girlfriend, and the latter read it but did not reply.

"Hehe..." Qin Qin smiled awkwardly, "Very good, very good."

During this dinner, Zhong Tingyue was particularly talkative, chatting with Qin Qin about family matters, asking about education, career, and makeup...

Qin Qin and Liang Sisi returned to the room, the latter patted the former on the shoulder, and the former pouted his lips, looking pitiful.

... ...