When Fang Yusheng appeared at Zhuang Long’s 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, “The examination results are pretty good. Let’s do the last surgery next week.”


  Fang Yusheng’s mood improved.

  Zhuang Long, who had run over to hear the results of the checkup, suddenly asked Fang Yusheng, “Virgin, have you gained weight?”


  Fang Yusheng’s smile disappeared.

  Ji Yinbing stared at Fang Yusheng for a while and said, “He does seem to have gained some weight.”


  Zhuang Qilin was sitting in a large remote control sports car. He had driven over from the corridor and heard Aunt Bingbing’s words. He observed Fang Yusheng and echoed his aunt’s words, “That’s right. Uncle Yusheng has gained weight.” 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, “I have no choice. I have a wife who can cook at home. I can’t resist the temptation and can’t control my mouth. You only see the flesh on my body. How shallow!” Fang Yusheng pointed at his waist with a smug expression and said, “It’s not fat that I’m gaining; it’s happiness!”


  Zhuang Long’s 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, “Don’t provoke Zhuang Long these days. He’s in a fit of anger.”


  “Why?”


  “Xiao Li has been dating other men recently.”


  Fang Yusheng fell silent.

  ?“Xiao Li is finally willing to let him go. Shouldn’t he be happy?”


  Ji Yinbing said, “Not necessarily.”


  “They say that women don’t mean what they say. I think it’s the same for men.” Ji Yinbing took off her glasses, blew on them, and wiped them. She then said, “You take what you have for granted, and you dream about what you can’t get.”


  When Fang Yusheng heard this, he narrowed his eyes.

  At night, Fang Yusheng returned to the apartment. Just as he got out of the car, he heard Qi Bufan say, “Sir, Madam is feeding the stray dogs.”


  Fang Yusheng’s heart softened. He thought that Ah Sheng was indeed kind-hearted.

  The next second, Qi Bufan continued, “Madam fed the rice to the dogs.”


  Fang Yusheng’s face darkened as he walked toward the entrance of the apartment. When he got closer, he heard Qiao Jiusheng chanting, “Mike, eat more.”


  “Woof!”


  “Oh right, finish it. You’re so good. Much better than that bastard Fang Yusheng.” Qiao Jiusheng touched the stray dog Mike’s head. She thought of something and got furious. “What a waste of my rice. I cooked so much for nothing.” 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.

  “I’m at least a few years older than you. It’s outrageous to call me a bastard.”


  Qiao Jiusheng suddenly turned around.

  She stared at Fang Yusheng and felt that the smile on his face was a little dazzling. “Outrageous?” She raised her eyebrows and humbly asked, “Should I call you Uncle Fang instead?”


  Fang Yusheng, who would turn thirty in February, suddenly felt old.

  “Hey, where did you go to be so happy that you forgot about your home? You still know to come back?” Qiao Jiusheng did not realize that the way she said those words was like that coming from a resentful woman.