I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 959: Whoever Wishes to Be Hooked Takes the Bait

Chapter 959: Chapter 959: Whoever Wishes to Be Hooked Takes the Bait

Fan Hui saw his elder brother had returned and was so scared that he immediately stood at attention and didn’t dare to talk about seeking death anymore.

"Bro, why did you come back early?"

"Pfft, so, this was calculated in advance, that you’d come when Dad’s not home?" Yu Jingting said with schadenfreude.

This is what they call a tyrant at home, and they’re talking about Fan Hui.

Chen Lijun rubbed her belly with a displeased face—so she was being treated like the soft persimmon that people pick to squeeze?

"I thought after a few years of toughening up outside, you would rein in your temperament, but to think that at your age, you’re still so childish!"

Fan Huang walked up to his brother and slapped him across the face.

Fan Hui looked aggrieved and didn’t dare to fight back.

Suizi watched intently from the sidelines and couldn’t help but share her viewing experience with her mom, "Dad looks so young."

"Who says he doesn’t?" Chen Lijun decided to stop calling her husband an "old thing" from now on.

Standing next to Fan Hui, the two didn’t look like brothers, but like father and son. Fan Hui just looked too old.

"Bro, I feel so aggrieved..." Fan Hui wiped his tears, unable to understand how his good days turned into this mess.

Everyone else was living happily except for him.

Even Liu Xi had started a new life, with kids and a man, but he was the only one who not only lost his family and children but also couldn’t use his most proud asset anymore... It’s so tough.

"The blisters on your feet are the result of your own walk, you’ve messed up a good hand, and you still have the face to complain?" Fan Huang said, despairing of his failure to turn out as hoped.

How many chances had heaven given to his worthless brother?

Not many, just one. Even one time, if he had seized the opportunity, he wouldn’t have ended up like this.

"When you were dating Lijun, if you had put a little effort into maintaining the relationship, you wouldn’t have ended up breaking up. Marrying Liu Xi, if you had truly treated her well and not fooled around, how could you have made her lose hope?"

"Bro, that woman is with Fan Kun now, and you blame me?!"

"No cause, no effect. If you hadn’t messed around in the first place, would she have ended up with Kun Zi? To talk about infidelity, you betrayed her first."

Fan Huang was fair and just, not siding with reason over kin.

"She’s a woman, and women should maintain their virtue. Isn’t it very normal for men to flirt just for fun outside? Besides, I study art, and since ancient times, which man involved in art hasn’t had multiple wives and concubines? If other women can stand it, why can’t she?"

Fan Hui still believes that Liu Xi was the main reason his family fell apart.

"Oh my... I feel like throwing up again." Chen Lijun was utterly disgusted. All artists were insulted!

Wang Cuihua looked at Chen Lijun with a sympathetic face, as if asking her friend, how could you have such poor taste when you were young?

Chen Lijun felt the same way.

With her daughter and son-in-law present, Fan Hui was making a fool of himself—she felt a public execution type of mortification, everyone witnessing her bad judgment.

"If you’ve missed the morning sun, don’t miss the evening glow. And if you miss that, there are still the stars in the sky." Suizi tried to guide him from a humanitarian perspective.

"You’re talking to him about this, does he understand?" Yu Jingting signaled Suizi to step back, to deal with such a stupid man who believes he’s above women just for having a penis, you can’t communicate using human language.

"This is because the cloth wrapped around your tiny brain hasn’t been removed, strangling your brain for too long, making your thoughts different from normal people—speaking of which, Comrade Fan Hui, are you still a male in the physiological sense?"

Fan Hui was taken aback by the comment, then angrily retorted, "How am I not considered a male?"

"Do you have the characteristics of a real man? Can you charge through battlefields or are you capable of working hard in bed? You have neither, so what kind of man are you? You are a woman—"

Yu Jingting hadn’t finished speaking when he felt three icy stares from behind and quickly changed his tune.

"To say you’re a woman would be an insult to all remarkable women. At best, you’re a pitiful third gender who lives a meager life with an uncertain sexual identity."

Only then did Suizi and the others withdraw their knife-like glares. Hmm, women are not garbage collectors. Should low-quality humans be dumped into the female category? That’s a tremendous insult.

Describing Fan Hui as the third gender might be harsh, but it hit the nail on the head.

Fan Hui was dealt a heavy blow and wilted instantly.

Fan Huang raised an eyebrow.

When it came to offending people, his son-in-law was the one with real flair.

"Lives his life like a complete mess, doesn’t reflect on it, and still tries to morally kidnap women. Are you sick? You don’t even know how to write the word ’morality,’ and you have the face to demand it from others?"

Feeling that it was about time, Fan Huang took the pesticide bottle from Yu Jingting’s hand and threw it to Fan Hui.

"If you really want to die, go ahead, no one is stopping you. Even if you die now, it’s a pathetic death."

Drained of all his strength, Fan Hui collapsed to his knees, hands covering his face:

"Brother, I want to live a good life..."

That evening, Suizi’s family had dinner, and since there were quite a few people, they had to set up two tables.

Yu Jingting shamelessly joined the children’s table, insisting on sitting next to Chen Tong.

Just seeing him made Chen Tong lose his appetite, rendering the table full of delicacies tasteless.

"What are you doing sitting here?" Suizi came over with the last plate of fish, intending to replace Yu Jingting.

"I’m just sitting here to guide the lost youth," Yu Jingting bared his teeth in a grin at Chen Tong, obviously referring to him.

"Oh, well, you just keep on guiding."

Suizi put down the fish and ran over to the next table to gossip with her mother.

After making such a scene, Fan Hui was finally awakened by Yu Jingting’s scolding.

He agreed to divorce Liu Xi, which was also a liberation for her.

At last, Liu Xi could marry the man she loved.

"The sister-in-law marrying the younger brother-in-law, huh, the complete collapse of propriety," Chen Tong muttered sarcastically.

"Hmm, that’s still a million times cleaner than the dirty thoughts in your head," Yu Jingting muttered back in the same sarcastic tone.

The two tables were next to each other, with Suizi’s back to Yu Jingting’s.

As Suizi turned around, Yu Jingting quickly offered Chen Tong some food with his chopsticks, as a gesture of peace.

Chen Tong stared at the chicken butt in his bowl, grinding his teeth.

This guy was really annoying...

Each table had a roast chicken, and the wings and legs were given to the kids, while the chicken butt was reserved for the disliked Chen Tong. Yu Jingting thought himself a fair father, evenly distributing the "rain and dew."

Ma Dong was sitting next to Chen Tong. Watching him gnaw on a chicken wing, Chen Tong’s thoughts were consumed by what Yu Jingting had said.

The key to resolving their bet lay with Ma Dong.

But no matter how Chen Tong looked at him, he couldn’t find anything unusual about Ma Dong; he was just a bit smarter and better behaved than the average kid.

At the next table, the chatter of several women discussing Fan Hui’s matter reached him, but Chen Tong was more focused on observing Suizi.

Suizi in his previous life was not so chatty or fond of gossip—the woman chirping away was nothing like the ’Muse’ in his heart.

"Look at that clueless expression on your face. Here, eat this brain-nourishing chicken butt, and I’ll give you another hint," Yu Jingting could tell from Chen Tong’s expression what he was thinking and mischievously set a trap for him.

Hey, with such a rival in waiting right before his eyes, he’d be remiss not to tease him a few times—how else could he do justice to the opportunity heaven had given him?

"You’re telling me to eat chicken butt to nourish my brain?!" Chen Tong felt humiliated again.

Yu Jingting spread his hands—take it or leave it, and if you don’t eat it, I won’t tell you.

Straight bait for those who wish to bite.