The Trading Game: He Fell First

1. What does it feel like to watch the person you secretly love fall for someone else? Years ago, Meng Jiuyi confessed to Xu Yanzhi. He politely refused, and later came the news that he had a girlf...

Chapter 50 suggests you get plastic surgery.

Meng Jiuyi raised his face, poised and confident, and smiled at Xie Youze.

"Mr. Xie, it's not that I can't let you wait in line, but I have two conditions."

Xie Youze felt that among the men pursuing her, he was the best in terms of wealth and family background, so he was not worried at all.

"I'm all ears."

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"First of all, I am a super face-obsessed person, plus I have a slight face blindness, so if a member of the opposite sex is not handsome enough, I will basically forget what he/she looks like the next day."

"If Mr. Xie wants to date me, there's an 80% chance I won't remember you. I suggest you get plastic surgery first; it'll cover a considerable area, and I'm willing to share the high cost with you."

Zhou Bo read the passage aloud in a very serious manner, causing the other men in the private room to spit out their drinks, some even bending over with laughter.

Xie Youze was so angry that he kicked him several times.

"Enough already, are you determined to get over this tonight? I'd have to be crazy to talk to you about this."

In the end, it's all because of his foul mouth. He failed miserably with Meng Jiuyi and is now being ridiculed by his cronies.

"I must say, this Meng family's younger sister is quite talented. She can curse without using any vulgar words. I absolutely have to become her apprentice."

Someone pressed further, "And what comes next?"

"Secondly—" Before he could finish speaking, Xie Youze pounced on Zhou Bo and smothered his mouth.

"You dare say that?!"

A waiter led the way, and as soon as Xu Yanzhi entered, he heard bursts of laughter, as if a pot had exploded.

Someone turned around and noticed him, a broad smile spreading across their face.

"Chairman Xu, we're just missing you."

Xu Yanzhi shook his head and chuckled, "Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the way."

He had just come down from a dinner party, and his friend's invitation became his perfect excuse for leaving. His impeccably tailored attire was given a touch of casualness by the removal of his tie.

He took off his suit jacket with one hand, and a waiter came forward to take it from him.

"What were you talking about? We could hear you in the hallway."

The group laughed and said, "Young Master Xie went to provoke the Meng family's young lady, and came back with a vengeance."

Xu Yanzhi pondered the word without making a sound.

"Meng?"

"Meng Jiuyi".

Zhou Bo suddenly remembered, "Chairman Xu probably doesn't know her."

He handed him a cigarette, which Xu Yanzhi took but did not light, simply holding it between his fingers. No one noticed his few seconds of pause during that time.

His face showed no emotion, and his words were casual.

"Oh? What did you offend?"

Some people pressed for details, asking what exactly this next step was. Tell us quickly, because this time Xie Youze couldn't keep it a secret.

"Secondly, my mind is full of feudal dregs. I like men who are thrifty, good at managing a household, and obedient. If I tell them to go east, they won't go west. They definitely won't dress up in a flashy way; they're not docile enough."

Since I'm just following my heart and feelings, I'll inevitably develop feelings for others as well. If I bring a few younger brothers back with me, I hope Mr. Xie won't mind, and I also hope that you all can get along peacefully and not cause me too much trouble..."

Before he could finish speaking, the room erupted in laughter.

These words are so seemingly gentle yet barbed; they possess a silver tongue that can harm people without them even realizing it.

Xu Yanzhi lowered his head and smiled slightly, unable to imagine what kind of expression she had as she spoke so eloquently.

After all, in the past, she had always kept a low profile in front of him, like a calla lily hiding its pistil, pretending to be calm and collected even when she was flustered.

If I bite my lips a few more times, the flower juice will really overflow.

He paused for a moment, lost in thought, and took the cigarette from his mouth, but the flame never actually lit.

Someone said slowly, "Our young master Xie is clearly a respectable man, so why does he sound so unbearable in the Meng family's daughter's mouth?"

"Yeah, I don't think so either. Could it be that there's something wrong with my eyes? I should probably see an ophthalmologist."

Xie Youze: "You bastard—"

"Maybe."

Amid the boisterous atmosphere, Xu Yanzhi turned his head slightly and said slowly, "She already has a boyfriend."

"Impossible!" Xie Youze exclaimed instinctively.

Xu Yanzhi did not respond.

He didn't have the habit of discussing other people's feelings, especially since her plea for secrecy was still ringing in his ears.

Zhou Bo smiled enigmatically, "Have you forgotten what Tan Yuchen warned you that night? Just wait to get your comeuppance."

The man's decisive words, "Go and give it a try," still lingered in my ears.

When Tan Yuchen said this, he had a forced smile, and his tone was lazy and dismissive.

This person spoke ambiguously, which showed that Xie Youze had witnessed his cunning methods. Xie Youze inexplicably shrank his neck, feeling a chill run down his spine.

He immediately ordered these people to keep it a secret, not even Cen Dong, because the two of them were practically inseparable.

"This sister is someone I have absolutely no connection with. That guy is really meddling in things that aren't his sister at all. Is she a sister or a lover?"

His words clearly revealed that he was still determined to win her over, and he was determined to keep trying. He didn't really like her; he was just driven by Meng Jiuyi's fiery personality and competitive spirit.

The coffee table was then lightly tapped by a finger, producing two crisp sounds.

Xie Youze looked up, and Xu Yanzhi across from him squinted at him, uttering a casual yet weighty remark.

The girl's refusal was clear: it was over!