Chapter 1775: What Should You Call Me

Little Bun hadn’t met her.

But she had Uncle’s private number.

“Isn’t that sister really beautiful?”

Han Qi snorted, then chuckled, “Your uncle noticed she was beautiful before you!”

“What’s there to compare, why are you competing with a child?”

Little Bun wriggled free from his palm, rubbed Little Black’s back, “Uncle, she seems to have a boyfriend, look, she’s walking with her boyfriend.”

Han Qi almost gnawed his teeth to bits.

Why the heck did he choose a room with the best view!

From upstairs, it was just the Suzhou Gardens, and also right along the must-pass exit.

The scene of Nan Jiaojiao and Bo Yanching holding hands stabbed his heart like a knife.

His mouth hurt from biting but couldn’t suppress the grinding frustration, “Little brat, are your primary school assignments too few? Should Uncle buy you a few more workbooks?”

Little Bun instantly clammed up and didn’t dare speak.

Han Qi held it in for a while, couldn’t help but ask, “When you were reciting my number, did that sister react at all?”

“Huh?”

Little Bun pretended to think for a moment, then shook his head, “Nope, I was almost done and she didn’t even realize she had your number stored on her phone.”

“…”

Little Bun added a twist of the knife: “She really doesn’t seem to remember you.”

Han Qi snorted twice, “Alright, tell me, do you want Huanggang or a mock test?”

Little Bun quietly scooted back, pursed his lips tightly, and fell silent.

Meanwhile, Nan Jiaojiao didn’t know Han Qi was also there.

After getting in the car, she asked, “Will Brother Chi make it back in time for our wedding?”

Bo Yanching’s face softened a bit, lips pressed pale, “He will.”

There was some truth to that, but he couldn’t guarantee it.

Nan Jiaojiao knew she shouldn’t ask, but was really worried.

However, soon she didn’t have time to worry about others.

An uninvited guest had come over from Capital City.

…

Desert.

Yaen Chi had stayed for more than a week, visited every casino in town.

Only winning, never losing.

The casino people wanted to detain him, make some trouble, he just threw out the pretty boy’s name, surprisingly it worked well, no one dared to challenge him, had to treat him like a VIP.

Didn’t last long, all the casino owners in town couldn’t hold up anymore, rushed to the pretty boy’s house crying.

As soon as Yaen Chi stepped in, a chorus of cries, he cleaned his ears, calmly walked to the front and sat down, took a sip of tea.

He spat the tea leaves stuck to his lips back out.

The living room suddenly fell silent.

“What’s wrong?”

Yaen Chi looked up, kindly said: “Don’t mind me, I’m just here to grab a cup of tea, continue crying.”

Who would dare cry now?

Wishing a single coin would kill him!

But only wishing, didn’t dare move, even when Yaen Chi’s gaze swept over, they quickly kept their heads down pretending to be dead.

Funny enough, these people all so ferocious-faced, troubling one side, never short of evil deeds, probably first time encountering someone so tough, cheating on the gambling table didn’t work, no matter what Yaen Chi could win, couldn’t beat him either, more than half of the casino’s thugs were laid up in hospital beds, Yaen Chi didn’t have a single scratch.

Even when he was drinking tea, his sleeves rolled up several times, fair-skinned and tender, especially infuriating.

“Hey, bro…”

Yaen Chi’s face changed, kicked over, the pearwood chair under the pretty boy’s butt wobbled.

“Who are you being disrespectful to, how should you be calling me?”

The pretty boy swallowed, wiped his face, “Grandfather…”