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Winning by Wit

Her voice had softened into a whisper close to the end of her speech.

This was because she realized that the expression on his face had turned bad and ugly as she complained…

Did I say anything wrong just now?

“Li Chenyu? Cheated on you?”

“…”

She pursed her lips in despair.

Sh*t! She had stupidly exposed her naive love affair!

“Chi the Fourth, what’s the reason for you to go to school?”

He tried his best to control his temper, which looked like it was about to set off any time, as incense hid between the creases on his forehead. “Do you go to school to get into a relationship, or to learn to fight? Yes?!”

His cold and angry tone went up a few decibels that shook her greatly. The poor girl had immediately turned into a hapless chick.

He wanted to lecture her further but looking at the injuries on her face, his hardened heart softened subconsciously. “Go and sit on the sofa!”

“… Okay.”

She did not know what he had in mind nor did she dare to protest before him. Plodding nervously to the living room, the famished girl took this chance to steal a few more bites off the bread that she had in her hand to calm herself down.

Soon, the man brought some topical cream over to her side.

Her skin was soft and delicate, much like steamed egg-white. Hence, the palm marks that landed on her face were especially heart-wrenchingly visible.

He swiped his sullen gaze across her face before he carefully applied the cream on her. His creases on his forehead were so deep that they formed three distinctive straight lines. “Child, who hit you? Was it the boy?”

“…Yes.”

She dipped her head low as she replied mournfully.

However, hearing him addressing her as “child”, and seeing him applying the medication on her personally, she felt pampered and the wounds did not seem to hurt as much as before. Her mood got better, too.

“But he didn’t have it better after I gave him a few slaps, too!”

She was not one to be bullied.

“Who started it first?”

“… me,” she replied honestly and then added, “but you can’t blame me for that; he insulted me!”

“You’re still a girl, after all, and shouldn’t fight with men no matter how impulsive you are! If not, you’ll turn out to be the bigger loser!”

As he talked to her, he exerted more pressure on the cotton bud that he was applying to a facial wound, which made her scream in pain. Swiping his big hand away, she yelled, “Pain pain pain!”

“So, you do know how it feels to be in pain? I’ll see if you dare to get into a fight again!”

“Does that mean that I have to endure and cannot retaliate when I’m bullied?”

This would not be her style at all.

He gave her a cryptic look before answering, “Chi the Fourth, are you going to use your brain, or is your head only meant for your height?”

“…”

Is he mocking my intelligence?

“If you can’t win by brute force, then don’t fight! Sometimes, using your wit can get you faster and better results.”

“… Alright. I promise you, I’ll use my brain to think next time, before I get into a fight!”

“…”

This gal is hopeless!

After he applied the ointment for her. He returned to his bedroom and called his assistant.

“Yes, President Chi.”

“Help me to check on the background of Li Chenyu, who is Chi Yi’s classmate.”

“Understood.”
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