During class, Li Qingshu was a little distracted.
I've been thinking about the bet.
If you lose, what demands will be made of you?
But if we win, what conditions should we propose?
So, should we win or not?
The afternoon passed by in a daze of random thoughts.
When the school bell rang, Li Qingshu turned her head and saw that guy and Han Dachun with their arms around each other's shoulders.
He waved in this direction and walked out of the classroom.
Li Qingshu was a little disappointed.
"He must have gone to deliver the exam papers to Su Lingxue."
I couldn't help but feel a little worried.
A light rain was falling outside.
It felt as if it had landed on her heart.
…
"This time, instead of chopping off your hands, you're chopping off your head?"
Chu Yang and Han Dachun, each holding an umbrella, rode their bicycles to Su Lingxue's house and received a call from A-Kun.
As expected, Ah Kun lost all of his 160,000 in just one day and even owed 500,000.
This time, Sun Dabiao's threats were even more severe, threatening to chop off his forehead if the money wasn't returned.
He was terrified, wanting both money and his life.
Ah Kun's only option is to continue selling off his family's assets.
They also found Chu Yang, a reliable benefactor, right away.
"Brother Chu, I need five hundred thousand, I just need five hundred thousand, you have to help me! As long as you can come up with the money, you can pick any house you want!" Ah Kun said anxiously.
"How many days?" Chu Yang asked.
"Three days! If I don't pay back in three days, Brother Biao will really kill me!"
"You! Sigh! In such a short time, where am I supposed to raise 500,000? And what would I do with so many houses?" Chu Yang pretended to be troubled.
"Brother Chu! No, Brother Chu, only you can help me now! I can give you a discount on the house price, I'm begging you!" Ah Kun continued to plead.
Chu Yang sighed and pondered for a moment before saying, "Alright, I'll think of a way. Wait for my news."
Ah Kun was overjoyed: "Okay, okay, then I'll leave it to you!"
After hanging up the phone, I noticed that Han Dachun next to me had a strange expression.
"What's wrong?" Chu Yang asked.
Han Dachun sized him up a few times and said, "I'm starting to suspect that you really are being kept by a rich woman, otherwise how could you have so much money to buy a house?"
Chu Yang opened his mouth, but couldn't refute it for a moment.
Did he win the football lottery?
Da Chun prefers to believe that he is being kept by a rich woman.
He decided not to explain further and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll lay my cards on the table, rich women really do smell good."
"Holy crap, I knew it! A young, beautiful, and rich woman!" Da Chun exclaimed with envy.
"She's so much better than Su Lingxue, no wonder you didn't even turn your head!"
"But didn't you notice? Su Lingxue has been staring at you for a long time."
Da Chun pointed to the second floor as he spoke.
Chu Yang looked up and saw Su Lingxue standing on the second-floor windowsill, looking haggard and resentful.
Their eyes met, Su Lingxue smiled, then turned and ran downstairs.
After a short while, they arrived at the gate and quickly opened it.
"Chu Yang!"
She suppressed her excitement, yet asked somewhat nervously, "What's wrong with you...?"
"Your teacher asked me to bring you the test paper and to remind you to take good care of yourself," Chu Yang said.
After saying that, he handed the test paper to her.
Su Lingxue's smile gradually faded, and disappointment was hard to hide in her eyes.
It turns out they were just delivering exam papers.
I thought they were coming to visit and show their concern.
She even thought he had a change of heart.
In the end, I was just overthinking things.
My heart clenched instantly, and I couldn't help but ask, "Is it the girl who picked you up yesterday?"
"She's your new girlfriend, isn't she?"
Before Chu Yang could speak, Han Dachun chimed in, "Isn't it obvious?"
Su Lingxue's body trembled, and her eyes reddened.
"...I understand. Best wishes."
She clutched the test paper tightly in her hand, slowly turned around, and closed the door.
Her sobbing could be faintly heard from behind the door.
Han Dachun scratched the back of his head: "Did I say something wrong just now?"
Chu Yang shook his head and said, "No, it's good to let her give up completely. I just don't want to get entangled with her anymore."
"Let's go to my house, I'll tutor you." He hopped on his bicycle.
The rain was getting heavier.
Su Lingxue returned to the second-floor window and stared blankly at Chu Yang's departing figure in the rain.
She bit her lip tightly, unable to suppress the pain in her heart, and tears seemed to burst forth like a broken dam.
After a long while, she murmured to herself in a voice only she could hear:
"No, he's definitely lying to me! I won't give up!"
…
"Give up on me, Chu Yang, I'm just an idiot, I can't learn anything no matter what..."
At Chu Yang's home, Han Dachun covered his forehead and sighed.
Faced with a math problem that he still couldn't understand after being explained three times, he really wanted to give up and stop learning.
Chu Yang did not give up on him.
He glared at him: "Is that all the willpower you have? Will it kill you to do some problems? If you're not going to die, then study!"
Han Dachun was stunned, but his competitive spirit was also aroused. He shouted loudly, "I'll learn!"
"That's right, continue!"
Finally, under Chu Yang's relentless pressure, Han Dachun's potential was unleashed, and his mind seemed to click, allowing him to overcome several difficult knowledge points in succession.
"Wuhu!" Da Chun cheered and shouted excitedly.
Chu Yang smiled and said, "You won't know how awesome you are until you push yourself."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Da Chun kept turning around.
Upon checking the time, he quickly said, "It's too late, I'll go home first!"
"Let's eat here. Let my mom order another dish," Chu Yang said.
"No, I'll eat at home. I won't trouble Aunt Fang." Da Chun packed his schoolbag.
Chu Yang went downstairs with him, just as Chu Chunrong returned.
“I’m going back, Uncle Chu!” Han Dachun said.
"Okay, drive carefully on the road in the rain."
After Da Chun left, Lao Chu looked at Chu Yang with an interrogative gaze.
Chu Yang was taken aback: "What's wrong, Dad?"
Old Chu gave a strange smile: "Hello, Landlord Chu!"
Just then, Tang Wenfang came out of the kitchen with a frying pan in her hand.
"What landlord, Chu?"
Old Chu pointed at Chu Yang: "Ask him, he's the landlord of the building, he's really good at hiding things!"
Chu Yang knew that his previous foreshadowing had come in handy, so he pretended to be helpless and said, "I didn't hide anything. I told you long ago that I'm about to become a millionaire, but you didn't believe me."
"Son, what did you say?!" Tang Wenfang stormed over, frying pan in hand.
"Are you serious? A multi-millionaire?"
Chu Yang nodded seriously: "Really."
Chu Chunrong still couldn't believe it and swallowed hard.
At that moment, he got hit on the forehead by a frying pan.
"Why did you hit me?" Old Chu asked, his face full of grievance.
"I'm not dreaming!" Tang Wenfang chuckled foolishly twice and shouted at him:
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and hand your son a cigarette!"
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