"Today I'll experience what it's like to be an ordinary citizen."
Xing Zhicheng said, a cigar dangling from his lips.
As he gets older, Xing Zhicheng's daily diet can no longer be as casual as that of a young person. In fact, it can be said that people of his status even carefully select the water they drink.
Not to mention food.
Originally, for Xing Zhicheng, health was the top priority, and the desire for food could only take a back seat. But tonight he was in a good mood, so he thought of barbecue, his favorite food when he was young, from the depths of his memory.
Indulging a little now and then... should be fine, right?
Xing Zhicheng was sitting on the sofa with his back to Li Junyang.
From his angle, he couldn't see the other person's abnormal behavior or ferocious expression at all.
"……yes."
Li Junyang gritted his teeth and squeezed out this short word, then abruptly turned around and hurriedly walked towards the door.
He needs a place to vent.
If they stay here any longer, the image they've cultivated in front of Xing Zhicheng for so long will all be destroyed.
"Xia Che is the eldest son of the Xia family..."
"Xia Che really is that mysterious young master..."
"How could he? How dare he? What gives him the right?"
Li Junyang gritted his teeth, and with each step he took, his eyes seemed to spit fire.
This news had such a huge impact on his worldview that Li Junyang was almost driven mad with jealousy.
For no apparent reason, Li Junyang began to feel some regret.
If he had known Xia Che's true identity was the eldest son of the Xia family, he wouldn't have used someone else to kill him today.
Whether Xia Che lives or dies is irrelevant to Li Junyang, but he simply cannot accept that someone he looks down upon has a true identity far superior to his own.
If given a choice, Li Junyang would rather let Xia Che go tonight than receive this news.
It felt as if a venomous snake had bitten his heart; jealousy mixed with hatred gnawed at his soul.
"What should we do now? Xia Che is the eldest son of the Xia family, and look at that old bastard Xing Zhicheng, how could he say that if we don't continue to attack Xia Che? Damn it...aren't the Xing family and the Xia family enemies? Why is he chickening out?"
Li Junyang suddenly turned around and punched the wall. The punch was very powerful, and blood gathered into a small snake, slowly flowing down from his fist and dripping onto the ground, quickly staining half of the tile red.
He couldn't understand why he had lost so completely.
First, Xia Che's identity was confirmed, and then he couldn't continue to lay a hand on him. These two troublesome things... were all caused by me!
If I hadn't had the intention of using someone else to do the dirty work, none of this would have happened tonight.
Li Junyang used to be someone who never regretted his actions, but now he is truly tasting the bitter fruit of regret.
But it was too late.
Nothing can be changed.
Everything is already set in stone.
"Grass!"
Li Junyang tilted his head back, his anger surging into that single word, his resentment dissipating, making him appear like a vengeful ghost.
...
After Li Junyang left, Xing Zhicheng sat on the sofa, feeling bored and with nothing to do, when suddenly something came to mind.
"Oh, right..."
Xing Zhicheng turned over, picked up the phone, unlocked it, and opened the photo of Xia Che that Li Junyang had secretly taken.
He then zoomed in on the photo, frowning as he looked at Xia Che in it.
He looked very carefully, zooming in to see anything he couldn't make out, examining it slowly and meticulously.
“I’ve definitely seen him somewhere before, and in a very important place.”
After a long while, Xing Zhicheng slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, put down his phone, slumped onto the sofa, and slowly closed his eyes.
He was reminiscing.
This is Xing Zhicheng's most frequently used method of recalling memories: relaxing his whole body and then trying to evoke those memories.
As mentioned before, Xing Zhicheng is a very cautious person who will not let any suspicious point go unnoticed. Since he realized that he had seen Xia Che before, and in a very important place, he must remember this memory.
You have to remember it no matter what.
Xing Zhicheng's sixth sense told him that if he didn't remember it soon, there was a high chance of big problems in the future.
Even if he risked his entire fortune and his life, it would be a major problem that would be difficult to salvage.
...
Jiang City, Lishi Quyuan, Chu Yuying's room.
"Good heavens..."
An unidentified creature with long, silver-white hair was pressing down on a huge, life-sized teddy bear. She lay on top of it, like playing on a seesaw, sometimes pressing down and sometimes lifting up, holding a tablet in her hands, engrossed in playing something.
"Ha... I've finally passed this hurdle! Damn it, I really am a gaming genius! Have you considered debuting as a professional gamer? Have you considered giving the pro players a hard time? Yes, I believe in myself, and I did it!"
After a long while, Chu Yuying cheered. The difficult hurdle that had troubled her for a week was finally over.
She struggled with this hurdle for a whole week, and today she fought for two hours straight before finally getting through it.
"Hiss... Forget it, the professional record is thirty-six minutes, and mine is over two hours... Forget it, let them off the hook."
The fighting spirit that had been rising was immediately dampened after checking the professional records, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on it. The spirit that had just been raised was quickly dampened again.
However, Chu Yuying is not the kind of person who would give up easily.
If you've been hurt, why not just stop thinking about it?
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