Qian focused her gaze on the stage, where the program had reached its final part; the prize draw was about to begin.
The three of them sat in a row, each lost in thought. Feeling awkward about the silence, Liui glanced at the prize tickets in Qian and Fugui’s hands and tried to start a conversation.
"Why do you both have tickets? My brother’s biased, he didn’t give one."
"You can have mine." Fugui handed his ticket to Liui.
"My brother gave it to because Xiaoqiang threatened him. It’s like he sneaked it through the backdoor for a family mber. But Fugui’s ticket wasn’t a backdoor deal; he bought a house."
"What?!" Liui was surprised that Fugui’s ticket was from buying a house.
"Fugui, aren’t you not working here? Why did you buy a house?"
"I... I’ve fallen for a girl, and I want to transfer here!" Fugui gathered his courage, nearly prompting Qian to whistle.
Who would have thought? When this usually silent guy gets romantic, he’s really sothing!
"Ah... good luck! I don’t want it now." Liui returned the ticket to Fugui.
She felt uncomfortable; even when she broke up with Ma Lv, she hadn’t felt this bad. Her chest felt tight!
Maybe the air inside the room was too stagnant...
"Actually, the girl I like, she’s... she’s—" Gathering his courage, Fugui found Qian making a cheering gesture, saying she believed in him!
"Ah! They’re announcing the prize!" Liui didn’t want to hear who Fugui liked; it would make the air inside heavier. She pointed at the stage, pretending to be excited.
Feeling frustrated, Liao Fugui wasn’t ready to give up and thought to himself that he’d talk to her once they left!
As they drew several major prizes, the atmosphere felt a little tense.
Qian unsurprisingly won a second prize, earning a full set of imported ho appliances. Amid exchanges of envious and jealous looks, she went on stage to receive the voucher, which symbolized the second prize.
"Qian’er, why don’t you stay for the buffet? I’ll take Liui for a stroll." Fugui wanted to get rid of the third wheel.
"You’re not staying to see who wins the grand prize?" Qian scoffed at Liao Fugui internally, seeing him prioritize romance over friendship!
"I’ve never had a knack for minor windfalls; such things have nothing to do with ." Fugui assud the Ma Family had left, and he could also take Liui away.
Just as Fugui finished speaking, they heard the host on stage excitedly announce a number; congratulations to Mr. Liao with the tail number 8888 for winning a luxurious trip to Maldives!
Qian revealed a knowing smile and patted Fugui on the shoulder.
"Looks like your luck is turning; it’s a lavish trip for two."
The emphasis was on the word "two-person"...
"Wow! Fugui, you’ve won a prize!" Liui cheerfully congratulated Fugui.
Fugui was stunned, looking at his ticket, and indeed, it was the number, he really won?
He was still in a daze, not comprehending until Qian nudged him, prompting him to go on stage and accept the prize.
Outside, Ma Lv heard the host call Liao Fugui’s na to receive the reward, his face turned green, convinced that Liui’s brother had intervened as a favor.
If Liui hadn’t been sulking, this prize would have been his.
Although his work didn’t allow him to travel abroad, he could have let his parents take the trip instead; they had labored tirelessly all their lives but never ventured far.
Wasn’t this all supposed to be his... Ma Lv felt lost, as though there was a gaping hole in his heart, bleeding uncontrollably.
The host handed out prizes to others rapidly, especially when Qian donned sunglasses on stage, accepting the voucher without uttering a word and leaving imdiately. However, Fugui wasn’t let off the hook.
"Young man, could you tell us what attracted you to our property? Why did you decide to invest here?"
"It’s because the girl I like is really fond of this place; whatever works for her works for ." Fugui spoke while secretly glancing at Liui.
The host wouldn’t let Fugui go, using exaggerated tones to say, "You can tell this gentleman really cares for his wife, loves her dearly and chose our community, see you’re wearing glasses, could you share your highest educational attainnt—?"
You’re so talkative... Fugui was tempted to say this just once, unaware that the host was actually following Qian’s instructions to ask these questions.
"I’m a Ph.D."
Ma Lv heard this; his lips tightened, reluctantly admitting he felt a bit jealous, stubbornly thinking intellectuals are just pedantic, impoverished scholars.
The host exaggeratedly praised, "That’s right, our community’s motto around smart living for the educated and graceful, our residents not only include Ph.D.s, our locality is near the province’s best elentary school, and city’s top middle school! Ensuring your children get the best education!"
Liao Fugui was bombarded with several questions from the female host on stage, any one of which aggravated Ma Lv enough to conclude that this four-eyed guy had a higher education, more money to afford full paynt, and a better job...
Ma Lv was utterly devastated.
Suddenly, he noticed a man wearing sunglasses walking towards them, his eyes brightened.
"Mr. Yu!"
Although he hadn’t spoken directly to Mr. Yu, he had seen him from afar and the impression left by the young big boss was profound.
Yu Minglang took off his sunglasses, squinting at him and then glancing at the nearby banquet hall’s entrance, smirking.
He had been busy all morning handling business affairs, having no ti to eavesdrop on Qian’s side of things. Seeing Ma Lv locked out, Yu Minglang guessed what had happened.
"What’s up?"
"I’m from—"
"I know who you are, get to the point if you have sothing to say."
"It’s a bit presumptuous. I’m unsure how to start—"
"Don’t dawdle." Yu Minglang didn’t give him any opportunity, uninterested in hearing his ramblings.
"It’s just, knowing you’re close with Chen Xiaoqian’s husband, there’s sothing I feel obliged to say, though it’s improper... However, I can’t stand such things, so I’ll tell you directly."
Yu Minglang gave him a sideways glance. Ma Lv felt uneasy, finding this man’s gaze especially terrifying, sharp enough to evade.
"I truly can’t tolerate her behavior as a married woman having improper dealings with real estate businessn; it’s the kind of action that deserves legal repercussions!"
"Oh."
Huh? Why’s his reaction so bland? Why isn’t there any hint of surprise?
Unsatisfied, Ma Lv added another remark.
"She even acts as their mistress; I overheard security calling her mistress number four!"
Yu Minglang looked down, confirming he was in casual attire, which made it easier to handle.
Ma Lv seemingly wanted to voice every grievance, complaint, and slander Chen Xiaoqian, labeling her almost as the modern Pan Jinlian.
"You haven’t seen how close she was with that businessman—"
"That businessman is my brother."
"What?!"
"I’m the fourth in the family."
Ma Lv’s mind went blank, witnessing the perpetually unsmiling Mr. Yu suddenly laugh.
"I’m not on work ti now, so—"
Thud!
Ma Lv covered his eye, feeling the sparkle of the stars in broad daylight, wondering why justice got him punched?
Yu Minglang grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, "I’m fourth in line, so isn’t it fine to call her ’mistress number four’?"
Observing Ma Lv’s expression, unclear whether fainted from fear or being hit, Yu Minglang added another clarification.
"I’m Chen Xiaoqian’s husband, the legendary fourth brother."
Ko!
Instant knockout!
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