Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!

At that moment, Cheng Zhu entered the men's restroom, leaving only Li Xinyue and Shen Qingning by the sink.

Shen Qingning didn't even look at her, simply glancing up at the mirror, but Li Xinyue felt unbearably uncomfortable, as if everything reflected in the mirror didn't belong to her.

She had originally planned to wait for Cheng Zhu to come out, but in the end, she didn't know why she returned to her seat, fuming.

It was definitely a suppression of aura.

She picked up her phone but she had already unfriended Cheng Zhu, so she texted: "What am I to you now in your heart?"

Cheng Zhu, who had just finished in the restroom, replied instantly: "You're not."

It took her a while to understand this reply, and she was instantly infuriated again.

"What's wrong, Yueyue?" Chen Rongrong immediately started gossiping: "Did Cheng Zhu upset you again?"

"Don't talk about him, I'm so mad! I definitely won't reconcile with him, even if he begs me to in the future!" Li Xinyue said.

Li Rui, listening on the side, immediately felt relieved. This was the outcome he had hoped for!

Without Cheng Zhu around, it seemed like he, holding the token of love, might have a chance now.

Chen Rongrong comforted on the side: "Come on, you said it yourself, didn't you? That you didn't like him as much after being together."

"That's a different matter!" Li Xinyue retorted.

Indeed, there are many girls in the world who get really into someone when they are in love and might even actively pursue them. But once the ambiguous period is over and they start dating, their enthusiasm fades instantly.

She liked him so much when they weren't together.

How come she suddenly doesn't feel that much for him now they are together?

These girls might say something artistic like: "I like the moon, but if the moon rushes towards me, I won't like it anymore."

Cheng Zhu had seen plenty of such girls and just thought: "Chang'e went to the moon herself, who do you think you are?"

Right then, Cheng Zhu returned to his seat after using the restroom and noticed Li Rui looking over at him.

He stared back and shaped his lips into: "What are you staring at?"

With his ruffian handsome face often mistaken for that of a school bully, together with his unrefined demeanor, Li Rui quickly bowed his head, pretending to sip his cocktail.

Jiang Wanzhou looked at Cheng Zhu and said, "How about it, has your ex-girlfriend contacted you, feeling any sympathy for her?"

"No, and she probably won't come looking for me again," Cheng Zhu replied.

"What did you say to her?" Jiang Wanzhou started gossiping.

"I told her that I'm now with you," Cheng Zhu, annoyed by his gossip, replied grumpily.

"Get lost~" Boss Jiang couldn't stand it anymore.

But he always felt that Cheng Zhu seemed a bit different than before.

Could love really make a man grow?

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...

On the other hand, Shen Minglang was driving his Porsche Panamera, taking his sister Shen Qingning home.

All the way, Shen Qingning was chatting on WeChat, her phone buzzing non-stop.

"Who is it?" Shen Minglang frowned, worried the person on the other end might be a man.

"Lin Lu," Shen Qingning replied.

"Oh, her," Shen Minglang knew she was his sister's close friend.

Lin Lu came from a well-to-do family, and she was very cute and lively.

The main thing was her voice is very versatile. He heard that she even took a part-time job as a voice actor after high school graduation, earning some pocket money.

That kind of girl is truly a boon for those who love voices.

The first time he saw her, he had expressed to Shen Qingning in front of her that he was very interested in Lin Lu.

Shen Qingning bluntly said: "I've told her before, you're a jerk."

Shen Minglang: ".…."

At the moment, Shen Qingning was sitting in the passenger seat, chatting with her girlfriend about whether the toners and creams from Sisley were any good.

Lin Lu was thinking of switching to a new skincare set, so she came to ask for her opinion.

Towards the end of the conversation, Lin Lu asked: "Are you still at the bar, or have you gone back already?"

"On the way home."

"Video call when you get home? I'll show you the new pajamas I bought."

"No, I need to remove my makeup and take a shower first," Shen Qingning refused.

"You're going to bed so early? Today I feel like the whole world is watching the World Cup. My dad is almost fifty, and he said he's getting up at three to watch the finals. I'm debating whether to keep him company," Lin Lu mentioned.

"You're just a crowd-follower," Shen Qingning knew Lin Lu typically didn't watch soccer.

"Not really, but he told me he placed a bet, and if he wins, he'll buy me a bag tomorrow. That gives me a bit of involvement," Lin Lu continued texting: "I'm really debating whether to bet myself."

"Have you ever? Didn't you say during the World Cup your brother's bar business is booming, and he bets every day?" Lin Lu sent a rapid series of messages.

"I bet 2000 on Germany vs. Argentina 0:0, he insisted on placing it for me," Shen Qingning honestly replied.

"My dad also feels it's likely to end in a draw during regular time! But he's betting on 1:1. Later I'll ask my dad to place a bet for me too, as an extra cost for me watching with him. If he loses, it's on him; if he wins, it's mine, hehe."

Lin Lu also sent an emoticon with hands on hips, captioned: I'm really such a cunning little devil.

"Whatever," Shen Qingning, not particularly interested in soccer, replied perfunctorily.

She soon received a voice message, and upon playing it, a particularly soft and cute voice echoed in the car: "Sis, you're not being very patient with me."

Lin Lu, who had worked part-time as a voice actor, had her voice revolving in the car.

Shen Qingning was annoyed to death, Shen Minglang was thrilled.

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...

After dropping off his sister Shen Qingning at home, Shen Minglang drove back to the bar.

He sat down next to Jiang Wanzhou and Cheng Zhu, and began to light a cigarette.

Shen Qingning hated the smell of smoke, but Shen Minglang was actually heavily addicted.

"Cousin, want one?" he offered to Cheng Zhu.

Cheng Zhu took one and skillfully lit it using the bar's lighter.

Jiang Wanzhou looked at Cheng Zhu, blowing smoke, a bit surprised, but ultimately said nothing.

With the World Cup final still a ways off, everyone started playing dice at the bar.

In their group, this dice game was called "Bluffing."

Jiang Wanzhou, not a good drinker, lost a few games and stopped playing, leaving Cheng Zhu and Shen Minglang to face off alone.

"Damn it, I call three twos, and you call me out?" Shen Minglang, who lost again, was particularly speechless; what made things worse was that Cheng Zhu actually had a die with two points.

"I just felt you didn't have it; you must be lying," Cheng Zhu said nonchalantly, shaking the dice cup.

"Damn it, I really can't believe this, I can't beat a high school graduate!" Shen Minglang was livid.

In the end, the result was that he lost more than he won.

Even from Li Rui's side, they could continuously hear Shen Minglang swearing.

While each time Cheng Zhu opened the dice, his face always held the youthful confidence, and a sense of self-assurance beyond his years, like he was sure of eating you up.

Chen Rongrong couldn't help but whisper: "How come a shareholder of the bar can't beat him?"

Li Rui, actually eager to learn from Cheng Zhu's unstoppable energy, however said sarcastically: "Xinyue, look, he must have played around a lot outside."

Li Xinyue didn't respond.

Time ticked by, and the 2014 World Cup final finally began.

The commentary of He Wei began echoing inside, quite eloquent indeed!

His commentary skills need not be mentioned, very high-quality, with great empathy and a rich vocabulary.

The bar's patrons, all tipsy, were particularly spirited.

Every shot at the goal caused a commotion in the bar.

After Iguain scored a goal, some even stood up to shout: "Offside! That's offside!"

"What's he excited for, running around celebrating all over the field, that doesn't count, definite offside!"

Shen Minglang tapped Cheng Zhu on the shoulder: "Cousin, if that's not offside, then it's a goal for Argentina, your 0:0 is gone."

He really wanted to teach Cheng Zhu a lesson, oh cousin, betting on scores is enough, but betting on just one, and damn it, 0:0, that's too risky!

Jiang Wanzhou, not savvy about soccer, watched for the first time but was also extremely excited, continuously asking what offside meant.

Contrarily, Cheng Zhu was utterly cool, saying: "It wasn't counted, was it?"

As it turned out, both teams kept going back and forth the entire game, each having several chances to score, but all sadly did not succeed.

Regular time ended, and the score was stubbornly still 0:0!

Jiang Wanzhou's eyes were wide in shock.

"Damn!" Boss Shen, too, was shocked, damn it, someone actually won betting on 0:0?

He was still anxious, since he had bet on Germany to win.

Li Rui, on the other hand, was growing increasingly nervous as he watched, barely able to keep his composure.

After all, he had bet twelve thousand on Argentina to win, and right now, from the looks of the battle, everything was uncertain.

"Argentina, score a goal!"

Finally, at 113 minutes, it was the German team that scored first!

The atmosphere in the bar instantly climaxed, with a group of people cheering and another cursing.

Li Rui was momentarily dazed, forcing a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, the match isn't over yet."

Shen Minglang first shouted: "Yes!"

It seems, tonight he was likely to win money, Germany was winning, so he was naturally in a good mood.

But then he thought, still, Cheng Zhu is awesome! A betting odds of 7.5 times, the miraculous 0:0, damn that's cool!

Time passed, and the 2014 World Cup final concluded, with neither side scoring any more goals in the subsequent time, only Germany scoring during extra time, the score froze at 1:0!

Boom! The bar suddenly exploded!

Although in the last few minutes, everyone had already anticipated the likely result.

But such is human nature, never giving up until the last moment, always believing there might be a miracle.

Unsurprisingly, the rooftop was crowded tonight, many gamblers lined up to jump off.

On one side, Jiang Wanzhou was trembling with joy.

On the other side, Li Rui's heart was bleeding.

Considering Li Xinyue and Chen Rongrong's five hundred each, he had lost thirteen thousand tonight! This was no small sum!

Only Cheng Zhu, thought very pretentiously: Human joys and sorrows do not coincide, I just find them noisy.

At that moment, a familiar bar patron loudly said to Shen Minglang: "Brother Lang is awesome, you bet fifty thousand on Germany winning, you have to give us a discount on our bar tab!"

Shen Minglang stood up, cursing with a smile: "Get lost! Do you think my money came from the wind? I won it fair and square!"

"It's still my cousin who's badass!" He suddenly slapped Cheng Zhu, nearly causing him to choke while eating a fruit platter.

Boss Shen looked at the familiar bar patron, enviously loudly said: "He bet twelve thousand on 0:0! A betting odds of 7.5 times, damn that's satisfying!"