Ning Li nodded. “Sure.”
Gu Siyang was the Young Master of the Gu family and one of the bosses of LY, but he was down-to-earth and was very friendly.
Apart from occasionally being a little naive, Gu Siyang was indeed a good friend to have.
“Then I’ll add you!”
Gu Siyang reached over to scan her profile QR code and added Ning Li on WeChat.
Ning Li agreed to his friend request.
When she turned off her screen, Gu Siyang said, “Ning Li, I just posted something. Remember to like it!”
Ning Li replied, “Sure.”
She then scrolled through Gu Siyang’s WeChat Moments.
Ning Li stared at the photo of the three bowls of lamb soup for a while before she clicked ‘like’.
After they were done with the meal, Ning Li got up and was about to get the bill, but was stopped by Gu Siyang.
“Since you took us to eat such a delicious meal, I ought to pay the bill as a token of appreciation!”
Ning Li still wanted to say something, but Gu Tinglan said, “Let him pay. After all, he had two bowls.”
She did not say anything nor refute these two men and did not insist.
Gu Siyang got the check and came back happily.
‘I’m one step closer to becoming Ning Li’s boss! Today, I’ll pay for her meal. In the future, I’ll give her a salary and bonus!’
Ning Li was oblivious to Gu Siyang’s thoughts. She only thought that this Young Master Gu liked to settle bills and was generous as always.
The boss lady said goodbye to them.
“Lili, come back often when you have time!”
Ning Li smiled and nodded before following Gu Tinglan and Gu Siyang out.
“Your home is over there, right? Should we send you back?” Gu Tinglan asked.
Ning Li looked at the car parked on the side of the road and politely refused.
“It’s just down the street, a few minutes away, so you don’t have to bother.”
This car driving past her neighborhood would be quite flashy.
Although Ning Li did not care too much about what other people thought of her, it was better this way so she could have peace of mind.
Hearing Ning Li say this, they did not insist.
Both sides said their goodbyes.
The car drove away, and Ning Li watched them leave before she slowly walked home.
….
The shooting gallery.
A few people sat exhausted in the rest area and looked at Lu Huaiyu at the front who did not seem the slightest bit tired. They now felt as if life had lost its meaning.
“My arms are about to fall off! Is Lu not even a bit tired?”
“It’s no wonder that Song was always so bitter when he talked about his time in the army with Lu. Who could compare to his stamina and precision?!”
“Damn it, Cheng Xiyue! Are you deliberately taking revenge on us or what?”
Cheng Xiyue was also worn out.
He waved his limp hand. “Shush… Let me get some rest…”
Cheng Xiyue had only arranged this game tonight because Lu Huaiyu had been in good spirits lately, which was very rare. He had then thought of taking advantage of this to get Lu Huaiyu to break the bank. This idea made him feel smug and happy.
In the end, although Lu Huaiyu had paid the bill, they were the ones who had suffered!
Only Song Zihang was left in front, still clenching his teeth in fortitude.
However, even so, there was little hope of turning the tide.
Finally, after Lu Huaiyu had robbed Song Zihang of his target again, Song Zihang called it quits.
“I’m done!”
‘I didn’t even get screwed over like this in the army!’
Bang!
Lu Huaiyu shot the last bullet, then finally stopped.
Song Zihang strode over to Cheng Xiyue in a huff and kicked him, before smiling sarcastically.
“Young Master Cheng, are you having fun watching?”
Even a fool could see that Lu Huaiyu was here to vent whatever anger was pent-up in him.
They had all been tricked by Cheng Xiyue!
Cheng Xiyue intuitively noticed the precarious situation he was in and pleaded his case.
“Didn’t I also go on the field?”
‘My arm’s still sore!’
Song Zihang snorted, not hiding his contempt.
“With your sh*tty skills, you were the first to come down.”
Among the small group, Cheng Xiyue’s shooting skills were utter trash, so he had just been there for the fun of it and to give moral support, and had not stayed in the game for long.
The rest of them had been left to suffer, especially Song Zihang.
He felt that he had taken on about 80% of Lu Huaiyu’s wrath and felt vexed.
Cheng Xiyue did not mind being scolded by Song Zihang for this and sympathetically patted him on the shoulder. “Well… Thanks for today, bro!”
Lu Huaiyu walked over and picked up his jacket.
It looked like he was ready to leave.
Cheng Xiyue asked joyfully.
“Lu, did you want to go home? Let me take you!”
Lu Huaiyu let out a faint “mm”, then picked up his phone.
Song Zihang and the rest were relieved.
‘We don’t want to play anymore! We need rest!’
Cheng Xiyue got up from his chair as fast as he could and made sure to send Second Master Lu home as quickly as possible.
However, just as he stood next to Lu Huaiyu, he saw that Lu Huaiyu suddenly stood still.
Cheng Xiyue subconsciously looked at his phone and could vaguely see that he was scrolling through Wechat Moments.
He shouted, “Yo, let’s go!”
Lu Huaiyu suddenly laughed.
He put away his phone, stuck one hand in his pocket, and turned back.
Song Zihang suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
Lu Huaiyu said nonchalantly, “It’s been a long time since we’ve all been together. The fighting gym’s right next door. Anyone up for a sparring session?”
…
An hour later, Song Zihang once again dropped on the ground of the fighting arena and cursed Cheng Xiyue in his heart.
Cheng Xiyue was outside the ring and saw Song Zihang’s miserable state. He then looked at the few guys next to him who had been utterly defeated and could not help but feel secretly thankful.
‘Luckily… Luckily I never learned these sports… If not, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have escaped this today.’
Cheng Xiyue had a short moment of silence for his friends, before taking out his phone and scrolling through Wechat Moments.
‘It’s really strange. Before coming here, Lu Huaiyu had been in a good mood and even talked to Little Ning Li, right? Who’s the idiot that posted something to provoke Second Master Lu?!’
When Lu Huaiyu got out from the ring, his clothes were half-drenched, outlining his perfect figure, from his shoulders to his abs.
A few strands of hair at the front of his forehead were drenched in sweat, and the look in his eyes was deep.
Lu Huaiyu looked at Cheng Xiyue.
In an instant, Cheng Xiyue shuddered.
‘No, no, no… If Lu Huaiyu intends on hitting me too, I’ll call Little Ning Li for help!’
Fortunately, Lu Huaiyu did not have this intention.
“Let’s go back.” Lu Huaiyu said as he looked at the time.
Cheng Xiyue let out a long sigh of relief in his heart.
“Yeah, it’s very late now. Let’s go home, everyone!”
Song Zihang gritted his teeth and stood up, then rushed to Cheng Xiyue and said word for word, “Sure. Xiyue, let’s have another get-together soon.”
He did not call out to Lu Huaiyu and only extended this invitation especially for Cheng Xiyue.
Cheng Xiyue cursed in his heart.
“Haha! We’ll see!”
…
Cheng Xiyue drove Lu Huaiyu back home.
Lu Huaiyu sat in the passenger seat and closed his eyes after he got in as if he was taking a nap.
After a while, Cheng Xiyue cautiously said, “I thought you were planning to change the venue again.”
Second Master Lu was really behaving too dangerously today.
Lu Huaiyu closed his eyes and said, “I want to go back and rest early.”
Cheng Xiyue hurriedly said, “Yes, yes… That’s most important…”
“We’re going to Lincheng tomorrow,” Lu Huaiyu said.
Cheng Xiyue froze.
“Go to Lincheng? What for?”
Lu Huaiyu’s voice was faint. “To pick someone up.”
