When Fang Yusheng appeared at Zhuang Longâs house in a casual outfit, Zhuang Long stared at him for a long time.
Ji Yinbing brought Fang Yusheng for a checkup.
After the examination was done, Ji Yinbing read the report and said to him, âThe examination results are pretty good. Letâs do the last surgery next week.â
Fang Yushengâs mood improved.
Zhuang Long, who had run over to hear the results of the checkup, suddenly asked Fang Yusheng, âVirgin, have you gained weight?â
Fang Yushengâs smile disappeared.
Ji Yinbing stared at Fang Yusheng for a while and said, âHe does seem to have gained some weight.â
Zhuang Qilin was sitting in a large remote control sports car. He had driven over from the corridor and heard Aunt Bingbingâs words. He observed Fang Yusheng and echoed his auntâs words, âThatâs right. Uncle Yusheng has gained weight.â Uncle Yusheng was getting fatter and fatter, and Zhuang Qilin would not have to worry about lacking turkeys for Thanksgiving next year.
Fang Yusheng suddenly smiled again and turned to face the direction where Zhuang Long was talking.
With a face full of happiness, he said to Zhuang Long, âI have no choice. I have a wife who can cook at home. I canât resist the temptation and canât control my mouth. You only see the flesh on my body. How shallow!â Fang Yusheng pointed at his waist with a smug expression and said, âItâs not fat that Iâm gaining; itâs happiness!â
Zhuang Longâs wife, Xiao Li, could not cook.
His face darkened. He snorted and turned to leave.
Ji Yubing touched her nose and said to Fang Yusheng, âDonât provoke Zhuang Long these days. Heâs in a fit of anger.â
âWhy?â
âXiao Li has been dating other men recently.â
Fang Yusheng fell silent.
She waited for him for so many years and finally decided to give up?
Zhuang Long hates Xiao Li. Shouldnât he be happy that Xiao Li has started dating another man??âXiao Li is finally willing to let him go. Shouldnât he be happy?â
Ji Yinbing said, âNot necessarily.â
âThey say that women donât mean what they say. I think itâs the same for men.â Ji Yinbing took off her glasses, blew on them, and wiped them. She then said, âYou take what you have for granted, and you dream about what you canât get.â
When Fang Yusheng heard this, he narrowed his eyes.
What? Could it be that Zhuang Long really has feelings for Xiao Li?
At night, Fang Yusheng returned to the apartment. Just as he got out of the car, he heard Qi Bufan say, âSir, Madam is feeding the stray dogs.â
Fang Yushengâs heart softened. He thought that Ah Sheng was indeed kind-hearted.
The next second, Qi Bufan continued, âMadam fed the rice to the dogs.â
Didnât she say that she would keep it for me to eat?
Fang Yushengâs face darkened as he walked toward the entrance of the apartment. When he got closer, he heard Qiao Jiusheng chanting, âMike, eat more.â
âWoof!â
âOh right, finish it. Youâre so good. Much better than that bastard Fang Yusheng.â Qiao Jiusheng touched the stray dog Mikeâs head. She thought of something and got furious. âWhat a waste of my rice. I cooked so much for nothing.â She had happily made him glutinous rice, but he had not returned even though it was this late at night.
Fang Yusheng was originally a little angry. However, when he heard her words, he suddenly wanted to laugh.
âIâm at least a few years older than you. Itâs outrageous to call me a bastard.â
Qiao Jiusheng suddenly turned around.
She stared at Fang Yusheng and felt that the smile on his face was a little dazzling. âOutrageous?â She raised her eyebrows and humbly asked, âShould I call you Uncle Fang instead?â
Fang Yusheng, who would turn thirty in February, suddenly felt old.
âHey, where did you go to be so happy that you forgot about your home? You still know to come back?â Qiao Jiusheng did not realize that the way she said those words was like that coming from a resentful woman.