"Brother Shihuai, if you don’t watch us, you won’t feel uncomfortable," said Lu Xingzhi, fully siding with Huo Jincheng at this point. "Don’t you have admirers who’d circle the Capital City three tis for you? Or, you could find soone to date."
Qin Shihuai sulkily twiddled his fingers, "I’m not talking to you guys, you all reek of the stench of love."
He added haughtily, "I intend to be a single, noble man."
Lu Xingzhi quickly replied, "Amanda is single and noble—so you want to be her man?"
Qin Shihuai: "..."
This explanation from Little Zhi...
"Little Zhi, 666," Helian Xi gave Lu Xingzhi a thumbs-up with a gesture resembling a 6.
"Really, Little Zhi is aweso," Yin Molili, never one to miss a chance to rib a brother, chid in without rcy.
"So that’s what a single, noble man ans?" Mo Jinyan said with a laugh.
Qin Shihuai: "..."
How can you all be so unfriendly?
Yet, he found the explanation oddly comforting.
Amanda, that heartless woman, had gone to the United States. Who knows if she’d co to Hua Country?
He could go to the United States, but he was reluctant to lower his pride.
What if he went and Amanda didn’t want to see him!
After finishing the al, Qin Shihuai proposed, "Do you guys want to do so activities?"
"How about..."
Lu Xingzhi hadn’t even finished speaking when Qin Shihuai interrupted her, "Anything but card gas."
Lu Xingzhi: "..."
She didn’t even say she wanted to play cards!
Although, she was about to say that.
"Actually, playing cards could be fun," Helian Yi suddenly chid in.
Helian Xi followed up, "Yeah! Brother Shihuai, you can’t deprive Little Zhi of this hobby just because you always lose!"
"Shihuai, not to criticize, but you’re being petty," Yin Molili continued the ribbing.
Qin Shihuai: "I..."
"Brother Shihuai, I won’t play cards. Don’t worry! Winning your money gives zero sense of accomplishnt, it’s boring. It feels like you’re just handing money to ," Lu Xingzhi said lightly, but Qin Shihuai felt like she was dissing him.
Qin Shihuai: "..."
Am I that bad?
Why am I always the one getting hurt?
"Little Zhi, if I don’t beat you once, do you think I’m a loser? Let’s play all night long. I used to go easy on you, but today, I won’t hold back," Qin Shihuai said confidently.
Only he knew how insecure he felt.
"Thank you, Brother Shihuai, but I really don’t want to play cards."
"No, we must play," insisted Qin Shihuai, feeling the need to regain his dignity.
Otherwise, they’d all think he’s weak.
"Today, I’m going to prove myself," Qin Shihuai declared dramatically, "If I don’t show what I’ve got, you’ll really think I’m a paper tiger! Today, I’m going to make you all see in a new light."
Seeing he was so insistent, Lu Xingzhi reluctantly said, "Alright then! Let’s play mahjong!"
Whether she was really reluctant is debatable.
But Qin Shihuai’s own-face-slapping was real.
A face-slapping with skills—a slap to his own face.
The mahjong ga with four players: Lu Xingzhi, Qin Shihuai, Yin Molili, and Mo Jinyan.
Helian Xi was planning to join but was talked out of it by Lu Xingzhi.
She didn’t want to win Helian Xi’s money.
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