How could one not hate.
If this happened to Jiang Ruan, She would also hate him to death.
"Then what to do? With her parents treating you this way, I don’t think you’ll get anywhere even if you go out of your way to please them, let alone with Stli." Jiang Ruan said, "Besides Tian Tian, there’s not one person on your side."
"But Zou Ji, don’t resent them, they hate you because they love Tian Tian, it all cos from a place of reason."
"I know."
Zou Ji said, "I don’t bla them, I already predicted that they wouldn’t be friendly to ."
He stated firmly, "As long as Tian Tian is willing to stand by , I must strive for it no matter how difficult it is."
"I’m going to look into her parents’ and Stli’s preferences now; I won’t go today, but I’ll go tomorrow."
Look at that determination and patience.
Lu Jie cheered him on, "Go Zou Ji!"
Jiang Ruan also encouraged him, "Keep it up."
Zou Ji: "Thank you."
Soon, Zou Ji found out that Su Tiantian’s mother loved dancing, particularly the foxtrot.
Luckily, Zou Ji knows how to dance this as well.
Su Tiantian’s father likes chess, Go, and Gomoku; he’s a chess fan.
Zou Ji knows them all but isn’t particularly skilled, yet he can learn.
And Stli, her favorite is various designer bags.
This gave Zou Ji so hope; as long as it’s sothing money can solve, it’s a minor issue.
Just designer bags; as long as she likes them, he can buy her all the designer bags in the world.
He could even open a bag museum for her.
After figuring out everyone’s preferences, Zou Ji started taking action; in the morning, he went to learn chess from an international master.
In the afternoon, he went to the training institution where Su Tiantian’s mom was a mber to apply as a teacher; it just so happened that they needed one, and his foxtrot was good enough, so he was hired on the spot.
Zou Ji also put in so effort to have Su Tiantian’s mom’s mbership transferred to his na.
When they t again, he had beco Su Tiantian’s mom’s teacher.
He arranged for soone to buy bags and deliver them to Stli’s residence, saying they were from her admirer.
Stli likes buying bags, but given her position, she can’t buy bags all the ti.
Suddenly an admirer appeared, sending four, five, six, seven, eight, nine designer bags a day.
Stli couldn’t handle it anymore.
But she couldn’t find out who the admirer was.
It left her wondering if so big shot in the circle had taken an interest in her, but due to status, couldn’t show themselves and could only admire her humbly from afar?
Stli pondered this matter for several days.
In the morning, Su Tiantian’s dad heard that a chess master had co to the club.
Played seven rounds and hadn’t lost a single ga.
This directly stirred Su Tiantian’s dad’s fighting spirit.
No matter what, he had to play a round with him.
But when he arrived at the club and saw the person, Su Tiantian’s dad was furious.
"Damn it."
Turned around to leave, Zou Ji stopped him: "Uncle, are you conceding directly?"
Su Tiantian’s dad was stubborn, with a mindset of not yielding to anyone.
Surrounded by his colleagues.
With those words, he got angry and turned back: "How could I concede."
Zou Ji smiled: "I heard Uncle is a well-known chess master at the club, never losing. I’d like to consult you."
Su Tiantian’s dad sneered: "There are many wanting to consult , who do you think you are?"
Zou Ji remained unfazed: "Is Uncle scared?"
"Do you know I’ve won seven gas in a row?"
Su Tiantian’s dad was outright angry: "Scared of your nonsense, winning seven gas ans nothing. Kid, you’re so arrogant; I’ll show you there’s always a higher mountain."
Thus, they started playing chess.
This chess ga lasted a full hour and a half.
Su Tiantian’s dad went from looking down on him initially to frowning, troubled, thoughtful, tense, even sweating on his forehead.
Conversely, Zou Ji looked calm and composed.
This made him take a second look.
But thinking of his daughter, he instantly felt the urge to beat him.
Finally, the ga ended.
In the end, Zou Ji won.
Su Tiantian’s dad was completely stunned.
The onlookers were also dumbfounded.
The club’s famous chess master lost.
The undefeated slogan was broken.
"No way, I won’t accept this."
Su Tiantian’s dad was furious: "Another round."
Zou Ji smiled: "Alright."
When Zou Ji was young, a master once told him that he had a very high innate talent and comprehension.
Anything he was interested in, he could learn by putting in only a tenth of the effort of others.
Zou Ji sought advice from an international chess master; after one lesson, he could apply the knowledge creatively.
This ti, winning was four parts luck and six parts skill.
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