Just got divorced and immediately got seduced by the stunning senior sister
Chapter 702: Reap What You Sow

Chapter 702: Chapter 702: Reap What You Sow

"You! What’s the matter? Don’t have the guts to compete with me? Afraid you’ll lose face if we continue?"

"Afraid that relying on luck will be exposed?" Li Zhirong said all sorts of unpleasant things.

He tried to provoke Chen Wei with reverse psychology.

Little did he know, when it came to the art of reverse psychology, native of Great Xia, Chen Wei could teach South Korean, Li Zhirong, a thing or two—as if he were his ancestor!

In saying that, he was almost giving him too much credit.

"Li Zhirong, can you stop being so unreasonable and pestering? You lost, you lost. What’s all this about luck?" the girl couldn’t stand it anymore and stood up to say.

Seeing that Li Zhirong was still refusing to admit defeat with stubbornness, even at this point.

The girl felt ashamed to be in a relationship with him.

"What’s it to you? Shut up!" Li Zhirong angrily retorted.

He was still fuming.

"What did you say? How dare you talk to me like that? Aren’t you afraid I’ll break up with you?" the girl was somewhat surprised.

"Break up then. If it weren’t for the fact that you have some money, do you think I would bother with you? Psh, spit!" Li Zhirong’s mind was consumed with thoughts of revenge, and he spoke without a filter, saying whatever came to mind.

"Fine! Remember your words!" the girl clenched her fists tight, her teeth gritted in anger as she left.

Li Zhirong simply chuckled, not taking her seriously at all.

His gaze returned to Chen Wei, regarding him as a soft persimmon to be squished at will.

His demeanor was not polite in the slightest, but rather extremely tough. He spoke with a commanding tone, "You must compete with me! You have no choice!"

So what was Chen Wei’s response to such a person who wouldn’t take a hint?

Bang! Boom!

He kicked out fiercely, and with the speed of thunder, sent Li Zhirong flying ten meters away to crash into a stone pillar, knocking him unconscious on the spot.

Then security, arriving upon hearing the commotion, treated him as a troublemaker and threw him out.

After all, the surveillance footage was crystal clear.

Picking a fight with Chen Wei?

The security didn’t have the nerve. Even given ten more years, they couldn’t muster the force in Chen Wei’s kick.

It wasn’t worth provoking such a guest.

For the small amount they were paid each month, why risk their lives?

So they didn’t pursue matters any further.

Ten minutes later.

Slap, slap, slap, slap...

When Li Zhirong finally regained consciousness, he felt someone slapping his face.

He opened his eyes only to see an unfamiliar man smacking his face and saying, "This kid’s finally awake."

"Who are you? Don’t touch me, you bastard!" Li Zhirong swatted the man’s hand away and glared at him with fury.

"Oh, quite the tough guy," the man said as he stood up and then immediately kicked Li Zhirong in the chest.

Bang! Boom!

Li Zhirong’s body crashed heavily into a garbage can.

Then, he saw that behind the man stood a crowd of at least twenty to thirty people.

Among that crowd was his girlfriend, or more accurately, ex-girlfriend.

At this moment, she was looking at him with an indifferent gaze, as if he were trash.

"Lixiu, you’re not joking with me, are you? As long as I take care of this guy for you, you’ll be my girlfriend?" the man asked for confirmation again and again.

"Mhm." Lixiu, the girl in question, nodded firmly.

In fact, the man had been pursuing her for nearly three years. They had known each other for a long time, and he was like a big brother to her, always stepping up when she was in trouble.

But it was only recently that Lixiu realized his feelings for her... after a drunk confession.

Compared to Li Zhirong, he didn’t even qualify to lace his shoes.

I really don’t understand how I could have ever been attracted to such scum.

"Lixiu, no! You can’t treat me this way, your conscience won’t allow..."

Smack!

"Who the hell gave you permission to speak? Beat him! Beat him hard!" The man slapped Li Zhirong across the face, cutting off what he was about to say.

Afterwards, he stepped back several paces and left the task of teaching Li Zhirong a lesson to his underlings.

Twenty or thirty people rushed forward, beginning to punch and kick Li Zhirong.

Gone was his arrogance, replaced only by crying and pleas for mercy...

In contrast, Chen Wei and Leng Qianqian were still intimately playing bowling.

Leng Qianqian even suggested that Chen Wei get close and teach her hand by hand how to throw more accurately, just like his unfailing success.

Chen Wei could not refuse and had to comply.

The ambiguous and intimate scene made the onlookers envious and jealous.

Both men and women felt the same.

Men envied Chen Wei, while women envied Leng Qianqian.

Of course, among those who envied Leng Qianqian, there were a few men as well.

In the blink of an eye, another half hour passed.

Finally satisfied, Leng Qianqian decided to leave and go somewhere else.

It was almost time for lunch.

She, who had no appetite earlier, was now ravenously hungry and eager to eat something to replenish her energy.

They chose a Chinese restaurant nearby.

The owners, husband and wife, were from Great Xia and had moved to South Korea.

Upon learning that Chen Wei and Leng Qianqian were from Great Xia, the service attitude immediately became much warmer.

The smiles on their faces were no longer just for show.

They eagerly recommended several signature dishes of the restaurant and reminded the husband who was cooking not to season the food according to the South Korean palate, lest Chen Wei and Leng Qianqian find it unsuitable.

After all, the South Korean taste for dishes was overly simplistic.

It couldn’t be compared with Great Xia, known as the heaven of gourmet food.

Especially coming from a country that had not yet mastered even the art of stir-frying.

Hearing this, the husband rolled up his sleeves, preparing to put on a great show after a long time.

Listening to the conversation between the husband and wife, Chen Wei and Leng Qianqian exchanged a smile.

This feeling was indeed pleasant.

They sipped on the free iced lemon water while patiently waiting for the dishes to be served.

Within less than twenty minutes, four dishes and one soup were served, all ready to eat.

Chen Wei had a taste. From the perspective of an ordinary person, out of ten, it would score a seven or eight.

Just by watching the man flip his wok and chop the ingredients, Chen Wei could almost be certain that he must have been a top chef previously, working as a head chef in no less than a three-star hotel.

Leng Qianqian was also very satisfied with her meal. Perhaps because she was quite hungry, and added to the fact that she was eating the taste of her hometown in South Korea, she would give this meal a nine or even a perfect ten.

Seeing how much they enjoyed their meal, the relief was visible on the faces of the restaurant owner and his wife.

One in the dining hall, and the other at the kitchen window, they exchanged a smile.

However, this serene atmosphere did not last long.

With a group of people swaggering into the restaurant.

Out of the corner of his eye, Chen Wei could see the color drain from the restaurant owner’s wife’s face, as her brow knitted with fear.

Despite this, she stepped forward, attempting to block the group, "What are you doing here again? Didn’t we already give you this month’s money? We still need to run our business, please leave!"

This script felt all too familiar.

"Hey! Our boss says things have changed now, you Great Xia folks have to pay up twice a month from now on."