Chapter 442: A Million Things Wrong
"Dammit! That little kid took my pendant and bracelet from me." Huang Muyang grabbed his head, still not believing what had happened a few minutes ago. The things that were making it a reality were the two pieces of jewelry missing from his neck and wrist.
How could I be defeated so fast?! But the better question on his mind was,
How is he so good at chess?! Huang Muyang never thought he was bad at chess. It was the opposite. He thought he was similar to pros. But when he battled with Lu Chen, he was calm.
It was as if Lu Chen knew what Huang Muyang was doing before he made it. And he checkmated him in a couple of turns.
"Master, we have arrived home." The butler told Huang Muyang. When he entered the mansion,
"Grandpa!" A cute and fluffy voice called out to him. Huang Muyang's stern face turned to jelly,
"Aww. My Biyu is such an angel. Did you miss your grandpa?" Huang Muyang hugged the girl tightly. She was his beloved granddaughter.
"Of course!"
"How much?"
Huang Biyu extended her arms as much as possible, "This much!"
Such an angel! Looking at this little angel was enough to soothe his soul. Screw that stinky boy. Just thinking about Lu Chen was enough to make his heart explode. But this baby right here had a built-in fire extinguisher.
"Father, you came home late. Why is that?" The person who asked him this was his son, Huang Muchen. It was rare that his father would come home late.
Huang Muyang's face darkened, "I met up with a cheeky brat."
"Cheeky brat? Did the kid mess with you?" Huang Muchen's face darkened. Who dared to mess with the previous head of the Huang family.
They were asking for trouble.
"You don't need to worry about dealing with him. I've already shown him what he gets for messing with him!"
Huang Muchen frowned, "Showed him? How?" He didn't like the way he said that.
"I said I will cry, saying he bullied me, and the brat gave me a chance for revenge." Huang Muyang said proudly.
"..." Huang Muchen paused. And then slapped himself on the head, "I think we need to go and apologize to him."
"HUH?!" Huang Muyang's face changed, "Why would we need to apologize to the person who stole my jade pendant."
"What?" Now it was Huang Muchen's turn for his expression to change.
Crap! Huang Muyang grabbed his mouth as he just screwed himself over. He turned to Huang Biyu, "Biyu, please stand in front of grandpa."
"Ok!" Huang Biyu didn't know why, but she stood in front of Huang Muyang, acting as a human shield.
"How could you lose that pendant?! Have you gone mad!" Huang Muchen exploded in anger. If it wasn't for his daughter being a meat shield, he would shout louder.
"Relax. You don't have to be so angry. I'll win it back from that brat, and everything will be fine."
"...Win it off him."
"Yeah, I gambled it for a Qin-dynasty white jade. And he beat me. So I need to win it back, and that'll be it."
"..." There were a million things wrong with what he said. And it was slowly boiling Huang Muchen's anger.
"Father, what is going on? Why are you screaming so loud?" Another voice cut in as she walked down the stairs. The woman had long legs like a model.
She was elegant, similar to a queen.
"Mingyue!" Huang Muyang was going to hug his granddaughter, but Huang Muchen stopped him,
"You're not off the hook with what you did."
"Hmm? What did grandfather do?"
"Your grandfather lost our heirloom."
Chapter 442: A Million Things Wrong
"Dammit! That little kid took my pendant and bracelet from me." Huang Muyang grabbed his head, still not believing what had happened a few minutes ago. The things that were making it a reality were the two pieces of jewelry missing from his neck and wrist.
How could I be defeated so fast?! But the better question on his mind was,
How is he so good at chess?! Huang Muyang never thought he was bad at chess. It was the opposite. He thought he was similar to pros. But when he battled with Lu Chen, he was calm.
It was as if Lu Chen knew what Huang Muyang was doing before he made it. And he checkmated him in a couple of turns.
"Master, we have arrived home." The butler told Huang Muyang. When he entered the mansion,
"Grandpa!" A cute and fluffy voice called out to him. Huang Muyang's stern face turned to jelly,
"Aww. My Biyu is such an angel. Did you miss your grandpa?" Huang Muyang hugged the girl tightly. She was his beloved granddaughter.
"Of course!"
"How much?"
Huang Biyu extended her arms as much as possible, "This much!"
Such an angel! Looking at this little angel was enough to soothe his soul. Screw that stinky boy. Just thinking about Lu Chen was enough to make his heart explode. But this baby right here had a built-in fire extinguisher.
"Father, you came home late. Why is that?" The person who asked him this was his son, Huang Muchen. It was rare that his father would come home late.
Huang Muyang's face darkened, "I met up with a cheeky brat."
"Cheeky brat? Did the kid mess with you?" Huang Muchen's face darkened. Who dared to mess with the previous head of the Huang family.
They were asking for trouble.
"You don't need to worry about dealing with him. I've already shown him what he gets for messing with him!"
Huang Muchen frowned, "Showed him? How?" He didn't like the way he said that.
"I said I will cry, saying he bullied me, and the brat gave me a chance for revenge." Huang Muyang said proudly.
"..." Huang Muchen paused. And then slapped himself on the head, "I think we need to go and apologize to him."
"HUH?!" Huang Muyang's face changed, "Why would we need to apologize to the person who stole my jade pendant."
"What?" Now it was Huang Muchen's turn for his expression to change.
Crap! Huang Muyang grabbed his mouth as he just screwed himself over. He turned to Huang Biyu, "Biyu, please stand in front of grandpa."
"Ok!" Huang Biyu didn't know why, but she stood in front of Huang Muyang, acting as a human shield.
"How could you lose that pendant?! Have you gone mad!" Huang Muchen exploded in anger. If it wasn't for his daughter being a meat shield, he would shout louder.
"Relax. You don't have to be so angry. I'll win it back from that brat, and everything will be fine."
"...Win it off him."
"Yeah, I gambled it for a Qin-dynasty white jade. And he beat me. So I need to win it back, and that'll be it."
"..." There were a million things wrong with what he said. And it was slowly boiling Huang Muchen's anger.
"Father, what is going on? Why are you screaming so loud?" Another voice cut in as she walked down the stairs. The woman had long legs like a model.
She was elegant, similar to a queen.
"Mingyue!" Huang Muyang was going to hug his granddaughter, but Huang Muchen stopped him,
"You're not off the hook with what you did."
"Hmm? What did grandfather do?"
"Your grandfather lost our heirloom."
