Fang Qing was quite blunt.
"Isn't that so? And my brother isn't exactly compassionate either. Sister Fang Qing, why don't you help me get revenge?"
Hong Xiaoyu was looking for an ally.
"Sure, but it depends on whether your brother is willing."
Fang Qing's smile hid a smirk as she glanced at Jiang Chen.
Hong Xiaoyu turned around.
Jiang Chen, the student, was unequivocal and had already resolutely put away the chessboard.
"Let's call it quits for today. Cease fire."
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, nothing could be truer.
Wasn't Fang Qing the talented one who had the smarts to get into a law university? Even the profound legal statutes couldn't stump her, so how could a game of chess pose any challenge?
Just like the food chain, Jiang Chen had never been a match for Fang Qing since they were kids, so he always took it out on Hong Xiaoyu to get a sense of achievement. He couldn't win as a child, let alone now.
"Can't you be a little more ambitious?"
