Chapter 777 - 777 Another Match
777 Another Match
Why did the Ji family look down on him? What did Ji Yan know? He only knew how to push women to the front and hide behind them. Ji Yan was a coward! What right did the other members of the Ji family have to show off in front of him? They were just a bunch of rich young men who relied on the Ji Corporation to do whatever they wanted! What did they have to be proud of?
Lu Shaoyang clenched his fists tightly as if he was holding onto a bull’s horn. He suddenly looked up with his red eyes and shouted at the back of the Ji family, “Stop!”
Ji Qian rolled her eyes, “This person is still not done yet? Why is he so clingy like a plaster? So annoying!”
“Don’t roll your eyes, and don’t say vulgarities,” Ji Ning couldn’t help but give Ji Qian a little push as she pursed her lips and whispered. When she was at Maestro Lin Ran’s place, besides learning the violin, she also learned about body movements and so on. Thus, she was more sensitive about these things.!!
Lu Shaoyang did not seem to notice the rejection from the Ji family. He gritted his teeth and said, “I’m not convinced! I was too careless this time! Let’s have another match!”
“You think you’re worthy of a rematch?” Ji Qian couldn’t help but laugh out of anger. She put her hands on her waist and scolded, “Who do you think you are? Do you think we can compete just because you say so? Why don’t you find a mirror to look at yourself? Where did you get this pride of yours from?” It wasn’t easy for them to come out and play with their sister-in-law. She had been looking forward to a two-day trip to the farmhouse. Why should she waste her time on some random person?
“Will you compete with me or not?” Lu Shaoyang gritted his teeth and turned a blind eye to the others’ gazes. He stared at Shen Hanxing and said, “Don’t tell me you’re afraid?”
“Ji Mo, give Han Qi a call and ask if I have the money that Young Master Lu transferred to my account.” Shen Hanxing’s expression did not change. She looked at Lu Shaoyang and said, ” Or, Young Master Lu, are you going to pay by card?”
“What do you mean by that?” Lu Shaoyang frowned and said impatiently, “Shen Hanxing, I’m here to compete with you. Don’t you try to change the subject!”
“I thought the Lu family was rich and generous, so I was hired to play with you,” Shen Hanxing sneered, her expression turning cold. “Since you didn’t send me any money, what right do you have to waste my time? Do you think we can compete just because you say so?” It was as if the whole world listened to him when he was ordering them around. How funny.
Only then did Lu Shaoyang realize that Shen Hanxing was mocking him. His face turned green and white several times as if a color palette had been knocked over. He still couldn’t accept it. “Compete with me again. Pool or darts, you can choose.” As he spoke, he stood in front of Shen Hanxing and the others, making it clear that he would not let them go if they did not agree.
Lu Shaoyang’s sunny and handsome face was now flushed and covered in sweat. He looked a little embarrassed under the sunlight. His eyes were filled with stubbornness. He even wanted to reach out to pull Shen Hanxing away while shouting, “Are you afraid? You’ve won against me this time, but are you afraid of losing to me next time? You’ll have to compete with me again, just one more match!”
“Bang!” Before Lu Shaoyang could touch Shen Hanxing, a huge force hit him with a loud bang! Ji Yan lifted his leg and kicked Lu Shaoyang away.
Ji Yan’s face darkened and his eyes were cold. “You’re courting death!”
Lu Shaoyang clutched his stomach and curled up on the ground like a shrimp. His face was pale, but he still insisted, “I just wanted to have a match, and your Ji family doesn’t want it? Are you afraid that I’ll embarrass you if I win?”
“Didn’t you want to compete? Sure, I’ll compete with you.” Ji Yan looked at Lu Shaoyang as if he was looking at a dead man. He raised his well-defined palm and slowly took off the watch on his hand. He said coldly, “I’ll give you a chance to be convinced of your loss.”
“Wait,” Shen Hanxing suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Ji Yan’s wrist. Her red lips curved into a faint smile. “It’s boring to just compete. Why don’t we add some stakes?”
Lu Shaoyang looked at Shen Hanxing, and his eyes met Shen Hanxing’s. He suddenly had a bad feeling. He pursed his lips and said, “It’s just a small competition, what’s the point of betting?”
“If my wife wants to have one, then there will be one.” Ji Yan looked at Lu Shaoyang indifferently and said with a little disdain, “If Young Master Lu is not willing, then forget it.”
“I’ll do it!” Lu Shaoyang would not give up so easily. He raised his eyes and said fiercely, “It doesn’t matter who wins or loses. Don’t be too smug!” Wasn’t it just a prize? He could afford to gamble!