How could I not hate.
If this happened to Jiang Ruan, Jiang Ruan would definitely hate him to death too.
"So what now, with her parents treating you like this, I reckon there’s no chance even if you go all out, let alone on stli’s side." Jiang Ruan said, "Apart from Tian Tian, no one is on your side."
"But Zou Ji, don’t bla them, they hate you because they love Tian Tian, there’s a reason for it."
"I know."
Zou Ji said, "I didn’t bla them, I already guessed they wouldn’t treat nicely."
He said firmly, "As long as Tian Tian is willing to stand by , no matter how hard it is, I have to do it."
"I’m going to investigate her parents’ and sister stli’s preferences now, I won’t go today; I’ll go tomorrow."
Look at his ambition, his patience.
Lu Jie cheered him on: "Good luck, Zou Ji!"
Jiang Ruan also encouraged him: "Good luck."
Zou Ji: "Thank you."
Soon, Zou Ji found out that Su Tiantian’s mother likes dancing, especially the foxtrot.
Luckily Zou Ji also knows how to dance.
Su Tiantian’s father likes chess, Go, and Gomoku; he’s a chess enthusiast.
Zou Ji knows all of them, but isn’t proficient, although he can learn.
And stli, she loves all kinds of designer bags.
This gave Zou Ji a sense of hope, as long as it’s sothing money can solve, it’s a small matter.
Designer bags? As long as she likes them, he could buy her all the designer bags in the world.
Even opening a museum of bags for her is fine.
After researching everyone’s preferences, Zou Ji began to take action, learning chess with an international master in the morning.
In the afternoon, he signed up as a teacher at the training institution where Su Tiantian’s mother was, and it happened the institution needed teachers, he was good at dancing the foxtrot, so he passed directly.
Zou Ji put in so effort and managed to transfer Su Tiantian’s mother’s mbership under his na.
When they t again, he had beco Su Tiantian’s mother’s teacher.
He also arranged for soone to buy bags and send them to stli’s residence, claiming they were from her suitor.
stli loves buying bags, but with her position, it’s impossible to buy bags every day.
Suddenly a suitor appeared, sending four, five, six, seven, eight, nine designer bags per day.
stli couldn’t take it.
But she couldn’t find out who this suitor was at all.
This left her puzzled, could it be that so big shot in the circle had taken a liking to her, but due to his status, couldn’t show his face, and could only quietly love her in such a humble way?
stli spent several days pondering this matter.
In the morning, Su Tiantian’s dad heard that a chess master had co to the clubhouse.
He had won seven gas, and no one had beaten him.
This ignited Su Tiantian’s dad’s fighting spirit.
He insisted on playing a ga with him.
When he got to the clubhouse and saw the person, Su Tiantian’s dad turned red-faced.
What the hell.
He was about to leave, but Zou Ji called him back: "Uncle, are you conceding directly?"
Su Tiantian’s dad, being stubborn, always played to win.
The surroundings were full of his colleagues.
Upon hearing this, he turned around, enraged: "How could I possibly concede."
Zou Ji smiled: "I heard uncle is a famous chess master at the club, who never loses, I wonder if I could ask for so advice."
Su Tiantian’s dad sneered: "There are plenty who want advice from , who do you think you are?"
Zou Ji remained calm: "Uncle couldn’t be afraid, could he?"
"Do you know I just won seven gas?"
Su Tiantian’s dad was furious: "Afraid? What a joke, winning seven gas proves nothing, you arrogant brat, let show you what it ans by having mountains beyond mountains."
And so, the two of them began a chess ga.
This ga lasted a full hour and a half.
Su Tiantian’s dad went from looking down on Zou Ji to frowning, troubled, and finally deep in thought, tense, with sweat on his forehead.
In contrast, Zou Ji looked calm and collected.
This made him take another look.
But thinking of his daughter, he imdiately wished he could hit him.
Finally, the ga ended.
In the end, Zou Ji won.
Su Tiantian’s dad was dumbfounded.
The people watching around were also dumbfounded.
Their club’s most famous chess master lost.
The never-loses mantra was broken.
"No way, I’m not convinced."
Su Tiantian’s dad was annoyed: "Let’s play another ga."
Zou Ji smiled: "Okay."
When Zou Ji was little, a master once said he had high innate wisdom and excellent comprehension.
As long as he was interested in sothing, he only needed to invest a tenth of others’ efforts to learn it.
Zou Ji sought advice from a chess master, after one explanation, he could draw inferences about other cases from one instance.
This ti winning, I can only say it’s forty percent luck, sixty percent skill.
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