It's just that they have money.

"Hey, didn't your parents want you to go on blind dates a while ago? What are your thoughts now?"

On their way back to the supermarket, Zhang Zhenghao asked them questions with concern.

Fang Chen smacked his lips twice, somewhat embarrassed, "You've reminded me."

He's not against marriage; he'll definitely get married when he meets the right person.

So when his parents arranged a blind date for him a few days ago, he didn't refuse outright, but just said he would think about it.

If Fang Chen only sees blind dates as an opportunity to meet people of the opposite sex his own age, he is not opposed to them.

But when parents arrange blind dates, even if the two people can only barely get along, at least one of their parents will treat the other as a prospective son-in-law or daughter-in-law, as if life has been accelerated.

He's 25 years old now, not too old, not too young either.

Getting married seems a bit early.

Staying single like this isn't appropriate.

If it drags on for another two years, it won't be popular anymore.

The older you get, the less likely you are to find true love.

But the recent incident made him realize that he was no longer the ordinary young man from a small town struggling in a big city.

If you flaunt your wealth, you'll be surrounded by wolves; even strangers will try to get close to you and take a piece of your flesh.

Not to mention those who, legally, can take half of your assets.

Fang Chen used to be barefoot and didn't care about those wearing shoes, but things are different now.

He said somewhat helplessly, "I was only thinking about saving face for my parents, and I oversimplified things."

Zhang Zhenghao laughed and said, "Then let me remind you, no one else can directly take away your property, but your marriage partner is a different story."

Fang Chen nodded: "I know, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Regardless of whether Fang Chen was truly sensible or not, as a friend, Zhang Zhenghao had said all he needed to say.

Not long after, the two drove to the nearest supermarket, bought a barbecue grill and salted meat seasoning, and returned to the wetland park.

As a gentle breeze blew by, Fang Chen deftly set up the barbecue grill, and the charcoal fire quickly crackled and burst into orange flames.

Zhang Zhenghao squatted to the side, skewering the pork belly and chicken wings he had just bought, the fat glistening enticingly in the sunlight.

"Don't let your skills decline," Zhang Zhenghao said with a smile, handing over the skewered meat.

Fang Chen took the skewer, skillfully brushed on the sauce, and placed it on the grill. The sizzling sound and the aroma of meat instantly filled the air.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Fang Chen flipped the skewers, then suddenly sighed softly, "Speaking of which, before I quit my job, I had to carefully budget my weekends just to go out and have fun."

He sprinkled some cumin on top, and sparks flew up.

"Back then, I always felt the city was like a giant cage, either packed with people or in long queues."

Grease dripped down the skewers into the charcoal fire, sending up plumes of white smoke.

Fang Chen picked up a freshly grilled chicken wing and handed it to Zhang Zhenghao, a relieved smile in his eyes: "Life is still the best now."

Zhang Zhenghao took the chicken wing and said irritably, "You're deliberately trying to annoy me."

Although I meant no harm, I couldn't afford to lose in the verbal exchange.

"No," Fang Chen chuckled mischievously, "I just feel relaxed right now, but something's still missing."

Zhang Zhenghao knew what he was going to say: "I need a girlfriend."

"Yes, it's a pity you're not a woman."

"Go to hell!" Zhang Zhenghao laughed and lightly kicked Fang Chen's shin.

"If I were a woman, would you even have the chance to ask me out?! Besides, if you just want to have some fun, with your current circumstances, what kind of woman can't you find?"

Fang Chen chuckled as he dodged, "Well, I just wanted to have some fun, didn't I?"

The two of them joked and teased each other, enjoying their leisurely weekend.

During this time, several people tried to strike up a conversation with him, but Fang Chen politely declined them all.

Fortunately, the others probably saw that someone had run into trouble and didn't bother them anymore.

Happiness is always fleeting; soon the sun sets, and even if the two want to continue playing, they have to find another place.

"What a pity, I have to drive back, so I can't drink."

Zhang Zhenghao sighed as he packed up the barbecue grill.

"I guess I won't drink much anymore after this."

Fang Chen recalled his medical examination report, which indicated he was in a state of deep sub-health.

"Seriously? You really want to focus on health?"

Fang Chen sighed, "Yeah, I went for a checkup a few days ago and they found a bunch of minor health issues."

After saying that, he tentatively asked, "How about I get you a medical check-up too? The best kind, I'll pay for it."

"Forget it," Zhang Zhenghao said, clapping his hands after loading the shelf and the packed trash into the trunk. "I don't want to worry about minor health issues. The company's annual physical exam is enough."

"Give it a try, they do a really meticulous job," Fang Chen continued, trying to persuade him.

"Forget it, what if they actually find something?"

"It would be good if they found out something!"

"Hmm...that makes sense. How much?"

Fang Chen grinned: "Ruici Medical Examination Center's high-end customized service, 35,000."

"You're acting like a salesperson right now. It's too expensive. I'm not going." Zhang Zhenghao shook his head vigorously.

He felt no guilt about spending his brother's money.

But it's not right to spend your brother's money recklessly.

Fang Chen persisted: "Then I'll buy you a slightly better, but not so expensive, meal."

"Okay... then."

Having succeeded in his evil scheme, Fang Chen opened the car door, jumped into the driver's seat, and picked up his phone to place an order with Zhang Zhenghao.

"How about I drive the way back? Let me experience it."

Zhang Zhenghao also wanted to experience what it was like to drive a G-Wagon, but he hadn't had a chance to mention it before coming here.

"Okay, but wait a minute, I need to reply to a message."

Fang Chen clicked on the series of message boxes.

Aside from work groups, Fang Chen doesn't send many WeChat messages, and he mainly chats and jokes with Zhang Zhenghao.

After resigning, I left all the group chats. Zhang Zhenghao is right next to me. Apart from my parents occasionally chatting with me, I don't think anyone will send me messages.

"I'm injured, and I probably won't be able to attend class tomorrow."

"I'm so sorry, but how about I give you my colleague's WeChat so he can train you? He's more experienced than me."

"..."

"Are you there?"

The WeChat message was sent by Luo Shanshan, and the last message, "Are you there?", was from two hours ago.

"What's wrong?"

"There's no need to recommend a new coach to me."

Fang Chen received a reply before he could even send his second message.

"Acute deep back muscle spasm."

"?" Fang Chen didn't quite understand.

"A minor but very painful injury."

"I've already had a massage with the fascia gun at the store, but it still hurts a lot. I'm afraid I can't take you tomorrow."

Fang Chen stared at his phone screen, his brows furrowing involuntarily. His fingers tapped rapidly on the screen: "Have you been to the hospital?"

"I don't need to go to the hospital, it just hurts when I move." Luo Shanshan replied quickly, her words revealing a sense of helplessness. "The therapist at the shop is on vacation, and it's not very effective for me to do it myself."

Fang Chen put down his phone, looked up at Zhang Zhenghao who was standing next to him with a curious expression, and explained simply, "My fitness coach, she has back muscle spasms, and it's quite painful."

"What a great opportunity!" Zhang Zhenghao quickly urged from the side, "Let's go back now and take her for a massage!"

"Go, go, go." Fang Chen moved to the passenger seat and gave the driver's seat to Zhang Zhenghao.