Chapter 126 Start & Contest
Chapter 126 Start & Contest
Everyone almost screamed and trembled as they clicked into the live broadcast without hesitation, and then they were caught off guard by the girl's face that was so beautiful that it made them hold their breath.
She stared at the camera for a few seconds and curved her eyebrows.
“Are there so many people coming so soon?”
This time Jiang Wan did not change her clothes. She wore the clothes in the video. However, they had just met each other and her soft and charming voice lingered in their ears. Everyone felt as if she was floating in the clouds.
[Wife, wife, I feel dizzy now]
[Did Wanwan just come back from work?]
Jiang Wan nodded and said softly, "Yes, I started live streaming not long after I got home, so I can chat with you more."
While she was replying to the barrage of comments, the public screen was still filled with gifts as usual.
Fu Chi had just arrived at Jingzhou Building when he received the reminder that the show was about to start.
He hadn't been to Huiyun Mansion for some time since the night he met Xie Heng and Jiang Wan at the elevator entrance.
He happened to be passing by here tonight so he came to take a look.
What I didn’t expect was that Jiang Wan started broadcasting early again.
As he entered the live broadcast room, he pushed open the door of a private room where several familiar friends in the circle regularly went.
The night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window was hazy, but the private room was filled with smoke. Several young men with good looks and temperament were sitting together playing cards, laughing and making a lot of noise.
As soon as he entered the door, someone with sharp eyes greeted him and called him over.
Fu Chi glanced at the phone screen and pointed at it, laughing softly: "You guys play, I'll go do something inside and come back later."
The "inside" naturally refers to the independent tea room in the private room, which is usually used for rest or private conversation.
But just as he passed by a few people, he suddenly heard someone's teasing in his ears.
"What's going on between you and Brother Zheng lately? Either you don't see him anymore, or you finally come here but you don't play with the brothers and you hide inside instead."
Fu Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, stopped walking, and asked casually: "Ji Ruzheng is here too, that's great."
The man smiled.
"He went in first and you came right after him. I just took a special look and it was obvious that he went to see the female anchor. That voice, wow, it was really amazing.
I wanted to take a look too, but this time not only did he not let me see it, he even hid inside. I saw him, and he was really excited this time."
Hiding and watching live broadcast?
Fu Chi frowned, inexplicably having a bad feeling.
The smile on his lips gradually faded a little. He stared in the direction of the tea room for a moment before turning off his cell phone, striding to the door, and then opening it directly.
The man who was sitting lazily on the black leather sofa also looked over.
What Fu Chi found extremely absurd was that at the moment their eyes met, that familiar soft and light voice instantly fell into his ears.
Fu Chi's face suddenly darkened and he asked, "Whose live broadcast are you watching?"
Without waiting for Ji Ruzheng to answer, he pulled the corners of his lips again and said word by word: "Don't tell me that you were watching Jiang Wan's live broadcast?"
Ji Ruzheng turned off his phone, but his expression did not change much.
"Didn't you hear it?"
Fu Chi's face became increasingly gloomy, but he laughed in anger: "If I remember correctly, you should know that she is the one I like. I also told you in person not to get close to her."
Ji Ruzheng's eyes gradually turned cold, and he curled his lower lip without a smile.
"Did I get close to her? I was just watching her live stream, what's the problem?"
He stood up, his tone calm.
"I do know that you like her, but so what? She doesn't belong to you, not to mention that you have a relationship with Meng Shuyi who is not clear at all."
This sentence was like adding fuel to the fire. He could no longer suppress the frustration and anger he had been feeling these days. He rushed forward, grabbed Ji Ruzheng's collar and punched him, gritting his teeth and saying, "I'm warning you, don't go after her!"
There was a loud "bang" and the people outside who had vaguely heard something was wrong could no longer sit still. They rushed in and pulled the two apart.
Ji Ruzheng raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyes and stared for two seconds before chuckling.
"I'll treat this punch as something I owe you. I won't fight back."
"From now on, I can make whatever plans I want, and I will feel at ease."
As soon as he finished speaking, he shook off the person who tried to stop him and was about to leave.
But after hearing these words, Fu Chi's rage was completely ignited. Just at this moment, the people around him thought that the matter was over and subconsciously relaxed their strength. He rushed forward with a gloomy face and swung at Ji Ruzheng's face again.
"I treat you as a brother, what right do you have to feel at ease?"
Ji Ruzheng's patience was of course limited. Seeing that he was about to take action, his eyes turned completely cold.
He blocked Fu Chi's throbbing fist with his arm, and then punched back fiercely with his backhand, and the two of them started to wrestle with each other in an instant.
The others could tell that the two of them were quarreling because of the woman, and they naturally rushed forward to separate them while finding it unbelievable.
Everyone in the circle has been training their skills since childhood, and if they start fighting without mercy, no one knows what the consequences will be.
After all, there were five or six people present besides Ji Ruzheng and Fu Chi, so it was easy to pull two people apart, but this absurd farce ended quite tragically.
He was panting heavily, and both of his faces were bruised. From the bruises and blood at the corners of his mouth, it was clear that he was seriously injured.
Some people just couldn't stand it.
"What's going on? Is it really necessary to ruin our friendship of so many years just for a woman?"
Even if the circle is just the second generation of young people, they are basically all shrewd people and pay more attention to maintaining their reputation. No matter how big the conflict is, they will not tear their faces in public, let alone use such violent means.
If someone had told them in the past that Fu Chi and Ji Ruzheng would one day fight each other over their love, they would have definitely laughed their heads off.
But now not only did it happen, they also witnessed it with their own eyes, so naturally it was difficult to understand.
The two young and energetic parties stared at each other with sullen faces. After an unknown amount of time, Fu Chi took the lead and said solemnly, "All of you go out. I have something to say to him."
Everyone looked at each other, and seeing that Ji Ruzheng had no objection, they had no choice but to shake their heads and sigh before leaving. However, before leaving, they still told the two to talk properly if they had anything to say, as making a big fuss would not be good for anyone.
The moment the door was closed, the entire tea room finally felt a little emptier.
Ji Ruzheng stood up and leaned against the sofa, took out a cigarette from the square table and put it between his lips, then he reached for a lighter and lit it with a snap, until the smoke rose along the outline of his outstanding facial features, then he pulled his lips.
"What else do you want to say?"
Fu Chi had calmed down at this moment.
He looked out the French window, his jawline tense.
"It's my fault for starting it first, but you were the one who was unkind first."
Ji Ruzheng chuckled.
"and then?"
Fu Chi's eyes did not move: "Remember my warning to you. If you have the idea, you can, but don't put it into practice."
Ji Ruzheng flicked the ash with his index finger and thought it was ridiculous.
"I can't put that into practice, can you?"
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