A life of financial freedom

The two were about to leave when they heard a voice from the side. It was the thirteen-year-old girl, with her little faces squeezed together: "Ah, so expensive? Can it be cheaper? This is all the money I have, and I saved it for a long time."

The thirteen-year-old girl was holding the COS costume, looking reluctant.

"Sorry, we have rules and regulations." The shopping guide said softly.

Seeing this, Chu Fang laughed, and the thirteen-year-old girl glanced at him: "Uncle, you are laughing so obscenely."

"I like this COS costume?"

"I don't."

"You bought it if you don't like it?"

The thirteen-year-old girl rolled her eyes: "What do you care about me?"

"How about I give it to you?"

The thirteen-year-old girl blurted out: "Do you want to sleep with me?"

Zhong Tingyue pursed her red lips and tried hard not to laugh out loud.

Chu Fang's smile froze on his face.

Are all thirteen-year-old girls so cunning now?

But he quickly reacted: "Call me brother, I'll give it to you."

The thirteen-year-old girl glanced at him and shook her head: "No, I can't change my name for a set of clothes, that would be too unconscionable."

Puff!

Chu Fang felt like an ice knife stabbed into his chest.

How could your little mouth say such cold words.

Seeing that the girl was reluctant to part with the set of clothes, Zhong Tingyue said: "I'll give it to you."

Hearing this, the thirteen-year-old girl's eyes lit up: "Thank you, sister."

The girl's COS clothes were not expensive, more than a thousand yuan, and the girl did not let Zhong Tingyue pay for it all, but only paid the small part that was not enough.

The girl wore the COS clothes and left the clothing store openly, waving to the two of them: "Sister, uncle goodbye, I wish you two a long life together."

After that, she jumped to the COS exhibition, the whole person was filled with the breath of youth.

Zhong Tingyue retracted her gaze and looked at her fiancé: "Okay, she's gone, don't be so depressed."

"I didn't."

"Your depression is written on your face."

"I! Didn't! Didn't!"

"..."

Chu Fang quickly forgot about the thirteen-year-old girl, put the series of Hanfu in the car, and then took Zhong Tingyue to the cinema, watched the movie, went out shopping, and did what ordinary boyfriends and girlfriends do.

Until the sunset, the afterglow of the sunset bloomed in the west, bright red.

Chu Fang drove to a star-rated hotel on the beach, went to the front desk, and then checked the registration ID card.

Zhong Tingyue tilted her neck: "Not going home tonight?"

"I booked a presidential suite, tens of thousands of dollars a night, don't waste it."

All the Hanfu were handed over to the waiter, who sent them to the room, and the two had dinner downstairs.

Sitting by the window, the sea breeze blew outside. It was chilly outside, and warm inside. The two scenes were quite charming.

Tonight was a seafood feast, with all kinds of lobsters, abalone and so on.

Chu Fang admitted that he was quite "rustic".

Even the most delicious seafood could not change his Sichuan and Chongqing taste.

So most of the time he watched Zhong Tingyue eat.

"Eat by yourself, why are you looking at me? Do I look like your uncle?"

Chu Fang smiled and teased: "Your face is full of traces of time."

Zhong Tingyue licked his greasy fingers, picked a glance, and seemed to have a hint: "As we all know, the traces of time are not necessarily on the face."

"..."

You can drive on this broken road.

"Oh, I'm full."

After eating, Zhong Tingyue patted her stomach in an ungraceful manner. Chu Fang stood up and said, "Let's go back to the room."

"I'm too full, let's take a walk."

"Okay."

It's not suitable to dance if you're too full, so taking a walk is fine.

The two put on their coats, then left the hotel and walked along the beach.

It's winter now, and the sea breeze makes people feel chilly, so few people walk on the beach.

Zhong Tingyue took Chu Fang's arm and put her hand in his pocket. The two walked slowly, keeping silent, with only the sound of rippling waves around.

At this moment, Zhong Tingyue's cell phone rang. It was Gao Ruoyun who called and asked about her daily life, her relationship with Chu Fang, whether she was healthy, and focused on Zhong Rou's situation at school.

Zhong Tingyue just said that her younger sister's grades were okay, and glossed over the other things. If she had said anything, it would have been a big blow to Gao Ruoyun.

After all, the gentle and refined little girl she had hoped for her whole life turned out to be the school's "bully". How uncomfortable that must be.

Anyway, Zhong Rou was the kind of person who did not do big things but kept doing small things in school.

She could do something every day, causing the teacher to often tag Zhong Tingyue in the group, but in the end, it was just a matter between students, just a fight.

Zhong Tingyue didn'tToo much care.

She knew her younger sister, she was not a bully, she was a chivalrous woman who was committed to saving the people, not a bully.

After the call ended, the two took a few more steps, Zhong Tingyue suddenly left Chu Fang, went to the sea, and reached the edge of the waves.

Under the crescent moon, on the edge of the waves, on the beach, a gust of sea breeze blew, blowing her hair, dancing in the wind, the waves seemed to become music, and as the "music" sounded, Zhong Tingyue began to dance.

The dance was elegant and free, sometimes jumping lightly, like a seagull flying among the waves; sometimes slowly spinning, the skirt drew elegant arcs, echoing the slowly receding waves in the distance... ...

Her delicate and unworldly face showed a faint smile, with a bit of charm, a bit of indifference, a bit of warmth, and a bit of love and yearning for this world... ...

After the dance ended, Zhong Tingyue lifted the hair in front of her eyes behind her ears, and then approached Chu Fang and asked: "Mr. Chu, how was my dance?"

And Chu Fang gradually came back to his senses, his mouth shrank, and he said in a wronged tone: "Zhong Tingyue, I'm going to sue you in court!"

"Why are you suing me? Didn't you ask me to dance for you?"

Zhong Tingyue rolled his eyes.

Men are always like this. Before getting it, they are extremely crazy, and after getting it, they seem to become people with no desires or demands. It is always so obvious before and after, as if they have become a different person.

"I prepared so much, the presidential suite of the hotel, so many Hanfu costumes, and you just danced on the beach. You ruined my preparations."

Chu Fang felt that all his previous preparations were in vain. It was all because of this woman. She danced on the beach in a fit of excitement, destroying the fantasy in his mind.

Chu Fang stared at Zhong Tingyue, and the latter said: "What's the big deal? I can go back and put on Hanfu and dance for you again."

He thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

Hearing this, Zhong Tingyue snorted: "Humph!"

Men, they are always so easy to satisfy.