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Chapter 339 - 319 Heart-pounding at every step_2

Chapter 339: 319 Heart-pounding at every step_2

Fang Qing was quite blunt.

"Isn’t that so? And my brother isn’t exactly compassionate either. Sister Fang Qing, why don’t you help me get revenge?"

Hong Xiaoyu was looking for an ally.

"Sure, but it depends on whether your brother is willing."

Fang Qing’s smile hid a smirk as she glanced at Jiang Chen.

Hong Xiaoyu turned around.

Jiang Chen, the student, was unequivocal and had already resolutely put away the chessboard.

"Let’s call it quits for today. Cease fire."

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, nothing could be truer.

Wasn’t Fang Qing the talented one who had the smarts to get into a law university? Even the profound legal statutes couldn’t stump her, so how could a game of chess pose any challenge?

Just like the food chain, Jiang Chen had never been a match for Fang Qing since they were kids, so he always took it out on Hong Xiaoyu to get a sense of achievement. He couldn’t win as a child, let alone now.

"Can’t you be a little more ambitious?"

Fang Qing couldn’t help but chuckle.

Jiang Chen turned a deaf ear.

Only by judging the situation wisely can one be a true hero.

The ability to be flexible is what makes a real man.

Fang Qing didn’t continue to mock him and casually sat down on the couch.

"By the way, Fu Zili asked me out today. He said to meet up tonight and told me to invite you too. I haven’t agreed yet. I told him I would ask for your opinion. Are you going?"

Jiang Chen put the chess set back into the TV cabinet, and said nonchalantly, "Why not go? After all, he paid for us yesterday, it would be rude not to go. Besides, we grew up together since we were kids. If he took the initiative to ask you, we should at least give him that much face, right?"

Fang Qing was silent.

Jiang Chen closed the TV cabinet and turned around, as if he realized something.

"You don’t want to go?"

"It’s not that, but I feel like he’s not the same person he was as a child. Yesterday, he seemed different, a bit... ostentatious."

Jiang Chen smiled.

Actually, he could understand how Fang Qing felt. Although they had grown up in the same courtyard, with age, some people inevitably drift apart.

They went to different cities for university, while Fu Zili did not finish high school. The different life paths they had taken made it impossible for them to be as close as they once were in their childhood.

He and Fang Qing still occasionally chatted on WeChat, but it had been a long time since he had contacted Fu Zili.

Their relationship had essentially shifted from being childhood friends in name to barely more than childhood playmates.

"It’s inevitable that he would change after going out into society so early. Let’s not talk about him. You and I, who can say we’re still the same as when we were kids? Just like you said yesterday, being articulate and versatile are skills needed to adapt to society. He had no one to help him, and without any formal qualifications, how could he have achieved what he has now without relying on some ability?"

As he spoke, Jiang Chen paused and looked at Fang Qing, his gaze suddenly taking on a strange cast.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Fang Qing was puzzled.

"Don’t tell me it’s because he liked you as a kid, and you feel awkward about it, so you’re trying to avoid him?"

Fang Qing glared at him irritably.

"What are you talking about!"

Hong Xiaoyu was shocked.

"Brother, there’s such a story?!"

"Your brother is just making things up,"

Fang Qing quickly denied.

"It’s nothing to be ashamed of, why hide it?"

Jiang Chen said with a smile, "Your Sister Fang Qing is so pretty, how could no one like her? I’ll tell you, in junior high, not to mention her being the school beauty, at least she was definitely a well-known beauty in our school. Back then, your Sister Fang Qing was very popular, even going to the restroom, she was sent off by a trail of boys."

"Are you out of your mind? Why are you telling Xiao Yu all this!"

Fang Qing wished she could silence this guy.

"Bro, aren’t you exaggerating?"

"Exaggerating?"

Jiang Chen laughed.

"Did you know why I could win first place in every track and field event at the sports meet back then?"

That’s right.

During middle school, Jiang Chen’s academic performance wasn’t anything extraordinary. It was only after his mother left that he suddenly came to his senses in high school and began to study with all-consuming passion, neglecting sleep and food.

In middle school, he was famously talented in sports, almost without a match at the school sports events. At that time, the Jiang family even considered having him pursue a career in sports if his academics didn’t pan out—only destiny always has its own twist of humor.

"Why?"

Hong Xiaoyu asked instinctively.

"All of it was forced."

"Forced?"

Jiang Chen sighed, "Wasn’t it thanks to your sister Fang Qing? Knowing full well how much attention she attracted, she still dragged me into it, deliberately bringing snacks and drinks to my class, causing everyone to resent me. As a result, those guys didn’t think it through and really believed there was something between Fang Qing and me. Each one of them saw me as a thorn in their side. Every time after school, I would be on edge, afraid that a group would be waiting at the gate to beat me up. With that kind of situation, how could I afford not to run fast?"

Hong Xiaoyu couldn’t help but laugh.

"Bro, have you actually been beaten up?"

"I haven’t been, fortunately. There were a few close calls, but luckily I was fast. Later, your brother Fu Zili intervened. He’s always been good at socializing, knowing a lot of people, and being a year ahead of us, he was sort of an elder in our school. With his protection, I barely managed to stay safe."

"Nonsense! Utter nonsense!"

Fang Qing couldn’t help but retort but couldn’t produce any evidence to counter it.

Jiang Chen looked at her.

"Fang Qing, I’ve always wanted to ask you, why did you insist on dragging me into it when you knew full well that anyone you were with would be out of luck? What exactly were your intentions?"

"I just wanted to drag you down! Beating you to death would be best!"

Fang Qing, who left a mark in many people’s adolescence, gritted her teeth, indirectly admitting to all of Jiang Chen’s statements.

"See, women’s hearts are the most poisonous."

Hong Xiaoyu struggled to hold back his laughter, as he had gotten used to similar scenarios since childhood. Rather than childhood sweethearts, it would be more accurate to call these two old acquaintances always at odds, rarely without a quarrel whenever they met.

"But why then is it said that Fu Zili likes Sister Fang Qing?"

"Your brother Fu Zili, on the surface, seems amiable and proud, concerned about face, but actually, he’s quite timid. He probably had a crush on your sister Fang Qing for a long time but didn’t dare to express it. Eventually, he mustered the courage to write a love letter, but he was too shy to deliver it, so he asked me to do it..."

"Jiang Chen, will you ever stop?!"

Fang Qing was embarrassed and ashamed.

"Bro, keep talking."

Curiosity getting the better of him, Hong Xiaoyu urged.

As if he had been holding it back for a long time, Jiang Chen continued, "I kept that love letter in my backpack, but I hadn’t delivered it when your aunt found it."

Hong Xiaoyu’s aunt was his mother.

Hong Xiaoyu listened with great interest; this story was full of twists and turns.

"No matter how I explained, your aunt always thought I was making excuses, convinced that the love letter was written by me. After all, I was still in middle school at the time, and regardless of what the adults said about family ties, when they found out about this, I was lectured severely. They told me off for not focusing on my studies and instead thinking about all this nonsense..."

"Bro, what about the love letter?"

"Of course, it was confiscated."

Jiang Chen sighed.

"But you should know me, I always keep my promises. How could I possibly let someone down after I agreed to help? So, I had to rewrite another, and I gave it to your sister Fang Qing."

"You rewrote it yourself?"

Hong Xiaoyu was incredibly surprised.

"Mhm, and would you believe what your sister did? Do you know?"

Jiang Chen looked at Fang Qing.

Fang Qing turned her head away, not even trying to stop him anymore, and her lips trembled as if she was struggling to contain herself.

"What did she do?"

Hong Xiaoyu asked instinctively.

"She actually handed the love letter directly to her parents."

"..."

Hong Xiaoyu was speechless.

"As a result, both of our parents thought the love letter was from me, and they held a nighttime meeting to discuss how to handle the situation..."

Hong Xiaoyu didn’t need his cousin to continue. He could already imagine the socially disastrous scene, involuntarily glancing at Fang Qing, who was stifling her laughter, his expression no longer the same.

He used to be quite envious of his cousin for having such a close childhood friend, but now that envy had gradually turned into sympathy.

His cousin’s childhood.

It was truly a series of startling experiences.