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Chapter 925 - 383: That’s it?

Chapter 925: Chapter 383: That’s it?

In the boxing ring, Gu Tongshu stood bare-chested, wearing shorts, and stared at Su Huai with a solemn expression.

Beside him, a professional coach was wrapping his hands and giving him earnest advice based on Su Huai’s physique.

"Your opponent’s muscles are rock solid, not from gym machines but real explosive power. Plus he’s long-limbed, so you must keep your guard up, defend first, and wait for an opening to close the distance. Don’t let him stay at range and wear you down..."

Gu Tongshu held his mouthguard with an air of supreme confidence, looking like he owned the place.

Su Huai couldn’t help but chuckle.

The sound ticked Gu Tongshu off immediately.

"You little brat! What are you laughing at?"

Su Huai kept grinning mischievously. "Oh, seems like you’ve really been working out—way more solid than before..."

"Hmph!"

Gu Tongshu flexed his biceps and declared proudly, "You think I’ve been doing nothing all these years? Six years! A full six years—do you know what I’ve been through?"

Su Huai’s gaze turned quizzical as he glanced at his father-in-law’s exposed torso. His pectorals were firm, and his six-pack was neatly defined. Compared to his formerly flabby figure, it was clear he had put in serious effort.

Su Huai couldn’t resist a jab. "Geez, old man, so petty? Were you really working out all this time?"

Gu Tongshu pointed a finger at Su Huai and gritted his teeth. "Who are you calling petty? Do you have any idea what I hate most in this world?"

"People slapping your face?"

Su Huai, ever cheeky, shut him up with one sentence.

"Bullshit!" The old man’s face flushed red as he roared, "What I hate the most is people looking down on me! Today, I’m not here to prove how amazing I am—I’m here to personally reclaim the dignity I lost!"

Passionate and fiery—he looked legit.

"Alright!"

Su Huai cheered immediately, clapping like a seal with exaggerated enthusiasm.

Damn!

Why is this guy so goddamn irritating?

Gu Tongshu started breathing heavily, trembling with rage, wishing he could end Su Huai right then and there.

"Just you wait!"

The coach, who was also acting as the referee, stood between them, glanced left and right, and suddenly had an ominous feeling for the big boss.

Up close, Gu Tongshu’s body looked great, but Su Huai’s build was beastly. Muscles rippled under his skin, tendons bulged, and his physique was chiseled like a statue.

"Rules! No hitting the back of the head, no..."

After a round of nagging, the coach dropped his hand. "Begin!"

Gu Tongshu lunged forward with a whoosh.

Left jab, left jab, low kick—BAM!

Connected!

Though the kick landed on Su Huai’s thigh without much damage, the sensation was electrifying. Gu Tongshu was pumped and brimming with adrenaline.

Again!

Low kick, advance, hook punch, hook punch, rear straight—BANG!

It struck Su Huai’s guard, but no matter. He was suppressing him!

Ten seconds into the fight, Gu Tongshu was already in the zone.

Wow!

Beating up this kid feels fucking amazing!

But after just 30 seconds of fun, he started to falter. His lungs burned, his breaths were heavy, and he’d yet to break Su Huai’s defense.

The coach watched nervously from the sidelines. Dude, what’s the rush? Your stamina isn’t even close to his, and you’re blowing it all at once—what’s the point?

If the other guy counterattacks now...

Sure enough, after 30 seconds of tanking Gu Tongshu’s mindless offense, Su Huai began to toy with him.

A precise front kick created distance, followed by left roundhouse, right roundhouse, left-right-left, another front kick...

He didn’t throw a single punch or aim for the face, just kept lashing out with his legs—BAM BAM BAM BAM!

It didn’t take long before Gu Tongshu started limping on his left leg.

Moments later, his right leg gave out too.

Then, Su Huai started showing off.

Dropping his guard, he spread his arms wide, wiggling his hips as he sauntered forward.

"Come on, Mr. Gu, give it your best shot!"

"Damn it!"

Gu Tongshu, red-eyed and furious, charged forward... and BAM!

Got sent right back.

Su Huai showed no mercy. Even at this point, he didn’t ease up or hold back. Using his long legs, he poked and jabbed at Gu Tongshu, playing with him casually.

And his running commentary—oh, it was just brutal.

"Ooh, so close~~~"

"Hey, now we’re talking~~~"

"Come on, try again!"

"Come on, baby!"

"Seriously? Six years of training, and this is it?"

Gu Tongshu was on the verge of tears. Damn it, this little asshole!

A surge of rage suddenly filled his body. Abandoning all defense, he charged recklessly, unleashing a flurry of wild punches.

Su Huai kept his hands down, reacting solely on reflex. Dodging effortlessly—leaning sideways, ducking, swaying left, slipping right...

Eighty-nine consecutive punches, and Gu Tongshu couldn’t even graze him.

Then, with a single kick, Su Huai sent him stumbling back into the corner. Flashing a toothy grin, he said, "If I hadn’t gone easy on you six years ago, you wouldn’t have even touched me. Now, if I stop playing nice, what do you think you can do?"

They were heart-wrenching words paired with another savage combo.

"Not convinced? Then suck it up!"

BAM BAM BAM BAM...

Su Huai avoided hitting the face but pummeled his shoulders, abs, thighs—every spot that could take a hit, without missing a beat.

He didn’t go all out, just a teasing hit here, a light jab there, striking whatever was open.

Gu Tongshu was utterly frustrated.

The pain wasn’t the worst part; it was the humiliation. Desperate, he abandoned any strategy, lunged forward, and locked Su Huai in a desperate grapple, dragging both of them to the ground.

Ground fighting and submission grappling—these moves can level any physical disparity, no question.

Who knows how much Gu Tongshu had practiced this? Once they hit the mat, he stuck to Su Huai like tree bark—locking, twisting, hugging, wriggling back and forth, like a giant maggot.

No, wait, two maggots.

Su Huai struggled to escape the locks, but his technique was lacking. Every time he broke free halfway, Gu Tongshu found a new opening. They rolled around and tangled with each other until Gu Tongshu was utterly spent.

Su Huai finally shoved him away with a kick, flipped upright, and sat on the floor, panting heavily.

"Not bad, Mr. Gu—you actually learned some skills."

Gu Tongshu couldn’t even sit up, yet his spirit remained unbroken.

"Huff... Listen here, you little bastard... If I were five years younger, I’d split your hips today!"

"Wow, big talk there."

Su Huai crawled over, sitting next to Gu Tongshu, poking him playfully. Teasing with a smirk, he said, "If you’ve got the guts, get up! Come on, fight back~~~"

Gu Tongshu lay sprawled on the floor, chest rising and falling, squinting at the young man beside him. A sudden surge of energy welled up inside his weary body.

"Damn it! Why are you so annoying?"

He kicked Su Huai away and gasped, "If you really have guts, don’t call me dad on the wedding day!"

"What should I call you? Gu Zi?"

"Yes, exactly, go ahead and call me that—I’m waiting!"

"Nah, can’t do that—I’m all about manners."

"Pah! I’ve never seen a bastard like you who beats his father-in-law to death! Twice!"

"Nonsense! I didn’t even hit your face today!"

"Get lost, get lost! Don’t show your face before the wedding—you irritate me just by being around!"

"Ha, as if I enjoy seeing you. Bye-bye now, take your sweet time lying there!"

Su Huai yanked off his gloves, tossed them aside, and strode away with effortless swagger.

Gu Tongshu, still lying on the floor, suddenly turned his head, gazing at the young man’s tall, strong back. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

What a cocky little brat!

But being cocky is good...

At this level, if you’re not fierce enough, not wild enough, how could you protect such a vast empire? How would you take care of Jiuyue?

The successor he had always dreamed of was only half of what Su Huai was.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Only then did the coach-cum-referee dare to come over, cautiously speaking up.

"I’m fine! Just a brat—what can he do to me?"

He lost, but it didn’t feel like losing.

As long as his pride remained intact, Mr. Gu was still a man among men!

He grabbed the coach for support, took a step forward, and immediately winced in pain.

"Hiss..."

Damn it, his whole body felt like it was falling apart. And you say you didn’t go full force?

That little shit!

...

After that fight, Gu Tongshu stopped making any more mischief and earnestly helped Gu with wedding preparation.

Su Huai, on the other hand, threw himself into work, juggling responsibilities for both Xingyu and Tianyi. Managing two corporate giants simultaneously was no job for a mere mortal.

Then, on an otherwise ordinary day, Pei Shuyu suddenly announced, "Guys, I’m going to scale back my live streaming hours and frequency to take on management responsibilities."

Her words immediately sent the Yu Family Army into a frenzy, filling the chat with countless questions.

"I’m not quitting entirely; I’ll still stream when I can. But I need to focus more on the company. Xingyu really needs someone to share the burden right now, and as a shareholder, I’m the most suitable candidate."

"Don’t worry about me; I’ve been preparing for this for five years."

"Of course, I’m not giving up on you guys. I don’t have many friends in real life—all my friends are online, and you all are my bodyguards..."

"No need to get overly emotional. Whenever I have time, I’ll stream and chat with you."

"I just won’t be dancing or preparing elaborate shows anymore. Transitioning from a dance streamer to company management has been tough and slow, but also steady."

"Thank you, my internet friends."

Following her heartfelt words, the stream’s popularity surged as the chat exploded with messages.

Yuji remained an S+ top streamer, the queen of Xingyao, and the platform’s cornerstone.

Even a casual stream could easily attract 300,000 real viewers. She didn’t beg for money, manipulate the audience, or create drama. Her streams were simple: room visits, chats, and voice connections with players.

Thanks to her incredible ability to connect, Yuji had long since shed her identity as just a dance streamer, becoming a companion-focused emotion-based streamer.

The transition path Su Huai planned for her had been beautiful.

Though her monetized popularity had declined, the Yu Family Army’s camaraderie grew stronger.

Now, she was exploring another path—a "female CEO" style of streaming.

While managing the company, she continued streaming regularly—but not for entertainment anymore. Instead, she gradually became the face of Xingyao, intertwining her personal brand with the platform’s identity.

In simpler terms, she became the company’s figurehead and spokesperson.

If all went smoothly, the moment she could take full control of Xingyu would mark Su Huai’s complete retirement.

...

Late at night, the house was anything but quiet.

Pei Shuyu lay against Su Huai’s chest, lazily asking, "After we’re married, will you still dare to mess with me?"

"What do you mean ’dare’?" Su Huai chuckled softly. "You don’t need to test me. At this point, do you think we can even split up? Sooner or later, Xingyu will be in your hands. As long as you don’t drift away, you’ll always be my good girl."

"Where else would I go?"

Pei Shuyu muttered indifferently, "I’m not planning to get married. For now, I’ll stick with you. When you hit your forties and aren’t as vigorous, I’ll just raise two 18-year-old toy boys again..."

"You need a lesson!"

Su Huai flared up, his prowess undiminished, flipping her over and teaching her another round.

Forty and losing steam?

No way!

This guy would remain robust even at eighty!

The next day, Yuji was laid low yet again, while Su Huai went to work full of vigor.

The fact that he was about to marry Gu Jiuyue left no visible mark on Pei Shuyu.

As for how she felt deep down... it didn’t matter anymore. Who didn’t have a few untold secrets?

As the wedding date drew nearer, someone finally couldn’t sit still anymore.