Chapter 483: Chapter 483

Inzaghi was pulling Huang Kaiwen along as he said.

"Okay, okay, okay, as if I wouldn’t pay you."

Huang Kaiwen replied.

He, the Yellow Ball King, was not short of cash; his only fear was Inzaghi’s lack of skills to win.

After about an hour of playing, Inzaghi had won 13 rounds.

With his left foot not exerting force comfortably, Huang Kaiwen had no chance to struggle.

"Hahaha, Kevin, you need more practice when you have the time."

Inzaghi laughed, looking up.

Money was a trivial matter; beating Huang Kaiwen was what really counted.

"As long as you’re happy."

"Wanna keep playing Landlord for a while?"

Huang Kaiwen and Kaka exchanged glances and nodded together, saying, "Sure!"

Inzaghi really had no memory; it seems he doesn’t want his salary this year.

Past one in the morning, Inzaghi pressed his fingerprints on an IOU again, leaving Huang Kaiwen’s house with a disappointed face.

"Shanshan, wait for me, Shanshan."

Li Huan stopped in front of Shanshan and said.

"I have nothing to say to you."

"I was wrong; it’s just that I like you too much, and I’m jealous of you calling Huang Kaiwen ’hubby’ on the internet. Can you give me one more chance?"

Li Huan asked with a long face.

"Impossible, unless you can get the forum back for me."

Shanshan huffed coldly, walking past Li Huan towards the cafeteria.

Li Huan sat down dejectedly on the ground.

After a while, he slapped his thigh and ran back to the dormitory to write a leave application.

By noon, it was approved.

Li Huan, with his backpack, left the school gate, looking up at the sky and muttering, "Dad, I really am not cursing you, I believe you can understand me, this is all for your daughter-in-law."

He called the owner of the [Huang Kaiwen] forum, [Cool Night Fragrant Snow], to confirm the other side’s welcome, and then he bought a train ticket to Dingbao.

The last time he left his contact information when handing over the forum, little did he know it would be used now.

"Thank you for your tenderness, accompanying me through that era, how many times I’ve looked back at the path I’ve taken, wholeheartedly wishing you the best, gentle girl, how many times I’ve looked back..."

While boarding, Li Huan hummed the song.

This time he was burning his bridges; aside from the day he reported to school, he had never been to any other unfamiliar city.

Fortunately, Dingbao was not far from Tianjin.

The waiting time in the hall might even be longer than the train ride.

Around 4 in the afternoon, following the bustling crowd, backpacked Li Huan saw someone holding a sign that read "Welcome, Huan."

Li Huan walked over and saw two adults, asking tentatively, "Hello, I’m Li Huan."

"I’m [Cool Night Fragrant Snow], my name is Wang Bo, the ’Bo’ that stands for Doctor. And this is Little Bar [Eighteen Hairs Twenty Birds], whose real name is Huang Yang, whose family owns a car repair factory. We’ve been looking forward to meeting you, and now that you’re here, let us treat you well," said the lean Wang Bo as he put his arm around Li Huan’s shoulder.

"That’s right, who in the forum doesn’t know Huan, you’re a student and it’s not easy for you to come here, today your brothers will show you around," said the well-built Huang Yang with a smile.

"Get lost, don’t lead him astray," Wang Bo jested, "He’s a student from a key university, how can we take him to those places?"

"I’m just saying. Let’s go to your place today and have the owner downstairs roast some skewers for us," said Huang Yang, scratching his head.

The usually taciturn Li Huan felt a little disappointed; it looked like he wouldn’t get the chance to broaden his horizons after all.

Wang Bo, still arm-in-arm with Li Huan, said, "Since you’re here to have fun, stay at my place. I’ve got three rooms; it’d be ridiculous to make you spend money in our territory."

Li Huan nodded and said.

"Why are you so quiet? It’s not like you’re this formidable online," asked Huang Yang.

Li Huan scratched his head and chuckled awkwardly.

"Can it be the same online? Who wouldn’t be scared when meeting you for the first time?" said Wang Bo to Li Huan, "Don’t be fooled by how scary Old Huang looks, he’s actually quite timid. The repair factory belongs to his dad; back home, he doesn’t even dare to let out a fart, and he’s probably younger than you too."

"Keep mocking me. Today I have to eat more, make you bleed a little," said Huang Yang.

"Eat all you want, just no waste. Whatever you order is fine," said Wang Bo.

Li Huan followed the two men into the car, and soon they arrived at Wang Bo’s house.

"Make yourself at home, don’t be shy. You must be hungry coming here; I’ll call downstairs to have some skewers sent up," said Wang Bo as he placed Li Huan’s backpack neatly aside.

Half an hour later, the three sat around a small table, eating barbecue and drinking.

With just one sip, Li Huan’s face turned red.

"You can’t handle your drink, can you, Huan?" teased Huang Yang with a laugh.

"He’s a university student, not an alcoholic," Wang Bo made a point to Li Huan, "Drink as much as you can handle, don’t force yourself."

"Got it, Brother," Li Huan responded with a nod, almost in a whisper.

He had come today with a purpose in mind.

If he didn’t drink a bit more, he wouldn’t be able to achieve his goal.

He just wondered whether the so-called ’Golden Goblet’ appetite pills would really work; they had cost him several days’ worth of meal money.

After a few rounds of drinks and a flurry of dishes, a slightly tipsy Li Huan, holding up his cup, said, "Wang, Huang, I’d like to toast to you. I’m really touched. I thought that you wouldn’t welcome me."

"What are you talking about? It’s all just nonsense online, who would hold that against you?" replied Wang Bo with a laugh.

"Who said that? I thought Huan was going to streak today; I was actually looking forward to it!" slurred Huang Yang.

"Stop being a madman when you drink. We’re all good friends, talking like that could hurt feelings," Wang Bo scolded, punching Huang Yang on the arm.

"It’s fine, Wang, that was all my talk," Li Huan gestured, "If I took off my clothes, would you drink to that?" he asked, turning to Huang Yang.

"I’d drink, you don’t even have to go as far as that. If you dare to streak here, I’ll drink three glasses!"