He is Lovestruck in the Revenge

Chapter 74 - 74 073 Changlings enemy finally appears (second update)

?Chapter 74: 073: Changling’s enemy finally appears (second update) Chapter 74: 073: Changling’s enemy finally appears (second update) “How about we raise the stakes?” he toyed with a chess piece, looking at the person across from him, “If you win, you can ask for anything.”

Ask for anything.

These three words were too tempting for Fang Jiyin.

She hadn’t even considered what would happen if she lost; she immediately nodded, her heart filled with joy. The last time she played chess with Xie Shang was many years ago at a Go dojo.

Even back then, Xie Shang didn’t often play against her, and at that time, she couldn’t beat him, but now she was a Professional 7th Dan.

When Gu Yihuan arrived with the help of a cane, the deciding of who would go first had just finished.

Fang Jiyin played the black pieces first.

Gu Yihuan casually grabbed someone and asked, “How come they’ve started playing chess?”

“Just this and that.”

Such useless literature.

Gu Yihuan squeezed through the crowd gathered around to watch and stood beside Gu Kaiyun.

“Bro, what’s going on?”

Gu Kaiyun was looking at the chessboard and didn’t speak.

Gu Yihuan patted a guy sitting in front of him who had a seat and whom he wasn’t very familiar with.

The guy turned around.

Gu Yihuan lifted his cast-bound right leg and communicated with a look: Give up the seat for a disabled person.

The guy silently stood up and gave up his seat.

Gu Yihuan sat down, dragged the chair forward, and pulled it next to Xie Shang, leaning in to catch the first wave of excitement.

Xie Shang played chess quickly, hardly stopping to think. In contrast, Fang Jiyin, accustomed to contemplating each move carefully, played very cautiously.

At first, Gu Yihuan watched quite seriously, but as time went on, he couldn’t resist playing with his phone because he didn’t understand the game; he only knew how to play Connect Five.

“All around are the black pieces’ forces, hanging in the balance.”

Gu Yihuan looked up and saw that there seemed to be more black pieces. The one with more pieces wins?

He didn’t know. Let him look it up on his phone.

Before Gu Yihuan could finish searching, Young Master Yue smugly said, “As expected, one still has to be a professional player.”

“What do you mean?”

Gu Yihuan turned his head and asked Gu Kaiyun, “Is Fourth Brother going to lose?”

“Don’t be noisy.”

Gu Kaiyun didn’t seem in a hurry.

Xie Shang wasn’t in a hurry either.

Gu Yihuan was anxious; he was dying of anxiety.

Fang Jiyin made another move, and Xie Shang took a piece with two fingers, unhurriedly placing it in the center.

With one move, the situation reversed.

The white pieces started to counterattack.

After that, Fang Jiyin took a long time to think through each step.

Gu Kaiyun understood Xie Shang’s playing style best: first set up the formation, then attack, and now the white pieces could capture pieces.

Among the spectators, someone praised, “That move is brilliant.”

Gu Yihuan was completely baffled the whole time.

Who’s brilliant? Who is actually winning?

Fang Jiyin’s palms were already sweating, and she placed the piece in her hand down, “I’ve lost.”

“Aren’t you a professional player?” Young Master Yue was frustrated at not seeing Xie Shang lose, “How come you can’t even beat an amateur?”

Fang Jiyin wasn’t unhappy, though; she played with gusto, “Fourth Brother is very good.” She looked at Xie Shang with a shy gaze, “If Fourth Brother went professional, I wouldn’t stand a chance.”

When she was studying Go at the dojo, Xie Shang was the first to be chosen,
Fang Jiyin was not yet satisfied, “Let’s play another round.”

“Sure,” Xie Shang began picking up the black pieces one by one, “Let’s settle the wager first.”

Fang Jiyin was stunned for a moment before she remembered that there was a bet on this game.

“Fourth Brother.”

She called out softly, indicating she was begging for mercy.

Xie Shang didn’t look at her but glanced at a table beside them.

Gu Yihuan, being very astute, caught on in a second. Leaning on his cane, he “flew” to grab the wine from the table, placing it on the chessboard.

Xie Shang was concise, “Drink it.”

The bottle of liquor had just been opened by Guan Qingyu, who enjoyed strong drinks. She had been abruptly called away by her father, so although the bottle was open, she hadn’t started drinking yet.

A full bottle.

Fang Jiyin’s face turned pale.

At this moment, someone sympathetically but cautiously spoke up, knowing Xie Shang’s temper, they made it sound half-joking, “Xie Shang, since when do you bully girls like this?” Not to mention she’s your cousin, even if not by blood.

Fang Jiyin’s expression was somewhat aggrieved, “Fourth Brother, I can’t drink.”

Xie Shang just watched her without saying a word.

Gu Yihuan, of course, spoke up for his own people, “If you can’t drink, why didn’t you say so earlier? Made a bet and now won’t acknowledge it, right?”

He never liked Fang Jiyin, not since they were children. As a child, Fang Jiyin always clung to Fourth Brother, impossible to shake off, prone to crying, and always tattling.

“Yingying has asthma, let’s just forget it,” Young Master Yue felt a bit guilty, after all, it was he who brought her here. He, being straightforward, offered, “How about I drink it?”

Young Master Yue reached for the bottle—
Xie Shang lightly pushed the bottle aside, “With Kaiyun here, no one will die.”

Now everyone could see.

Xie Shang was deliberately making things difficult for his cousin, and Young Master Yue awkwardly retracted his hand. No one pleaded further; no one could interfere with what Xie Shang wanted to do.

Fang Jiyin’s face turned even whiter, her eyes already red, she bit her lip and held out for a while, but Xie Shang didn’t relent. Everyone was watching her, and feeling immensely embarrassed, she reluctantly picked up the bottle and poured it into her mouth, tears included.

She hardly ever drank normally, let alone such strong liquor, and a big gulp made her cough intensely from the spiciness.

“Fourth Brother…”

She pleaded, looking at Xie Shang with tears streaming down like rain.

Xie Shang held a chess piece in his hand and tapped it on the chessboard, “Finish it.”

Even Gu Yihuan couldn’t help but wonder if Fang Jiyin had done something foolish to offend Fourth Brother; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so unrelenting.

There was still a lot in the bottle.

If Fang Jiyin finished it all, she’d probably have to go to the hospital. Not sure if it was from feeling aggrieved or the discomfort, she began to pant, and tears kept flowing.

Such a pitiable sight.

Xie Shang disliked seeing people cry, he found it annoying.

“Boring.”

He got up and left.

Fang Jiyin, holding her skirt, ran after him.

After a few steps, she couldn’t catch her breath, leaned against the staircase, and watched Xie Shang walk further away. Overwhelmed by her feelings, she broke down, asking while crying, “Did Wen Changling complain to you?” It must be him.

Xie Shang stopped.

If only Wen Changling would complain, but it was Guan Qingyu who had mentioned it off-hand.

“What did she tell you? Did she say I bullied her?” Fang Jiyin couldn’t accept it, the resentment in her heart almost suffocating her, “You’ve only known her for a short time, and you’re already taking her side? What about me? You didn’t even ask me, you didn’t give me a chance to explain.”

She thought she was different.

She thought they had a bond from growing up together, and there was the relationship with Xie Yanli.

She thought—
“You don’t need to explain, what you should understand is something else,” Xie Shang said coldly from below, looking indifferently at her, “We have no blood relation, nor are we friends. You have no right to represent me, nor do you have the right to represent anyone from the Xie Family or the Su Family. You were wrong to visit her, even if you didn’t go to ‘bully’ her, you have no standing or right to visit anyone associated with me under my name.”

“I—”
There was no need to listen further, Xie Shang walked away.

He left Fang Jiyin crying on the steps. Some comforted her, but Xie Shang never looked back.

As he exited the doors, a lady dressed in a deep red gown caught up with his pace.

The lady teased, “Seeing a beauty cry with tears like rain doesn’t soften your heart, Boss Xie is really heartless.”

Xie Shang replied, “Still not as decisive as President Fu, who can send the person beside their pillow to the intensive care unit.”

Fu Ying had been married into the Zhou Family for almost a year now.

Everything was in place, just waiting for the east wind to rise.

This was Fu Ying’s secret, but she wasn’t surprised that Xie Shang knew; anyone who was a client of Ruyi Pawnshop probably had their background dug up by Xie Shang.

“When Wen Changling cries in the future,” the smile in Fu Ying’s eyes gradually faded, “I hope Boss Xie won’t be soft-hearted either.”

The pain of unrequited love, unbearable sorrow.

That was the deal Fu Ying made with Xie Shang, a Noble Consort Bracelet and a story in exchange.

Only now did Xie Shang ask his VIP client, “What’s your grudge with Wen Changling?”

“You should have checked; her brother, Wen Zhaoyang, has killed someone.”