Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 483: Chapter 483: Lost

The two people’s gazes met in midair, sparking countless sparks and filling the air with a faint smell of gunpowder.

The waiting time was neither long nor short. Anyway, the waiter standing by the door waiting for the result couldn’t help but grow anxious. However, Xu Ke was still nonchalantly feeding Ariel, and the man sitting opposite him appeared extremely calm but had already changed his posture several times.

Xu Ke glanced at the man with a smirk and leisurely teased Ariel.

Finally, the man grew impatient, slamming his hand on the table and shouted, "Is the person coming or not? If not, you might as well admit defeat and save us from wasting time here." Just then, Zhong Boyu arrived.

"Who’s yelling and shouting, almost deafening my ears; I heard your voice all the way from the entrance. What? Is there a rule that I have to arrive within a certain number of minutes? Is it not okay for me to be a little late?" Zhong Boyu stepped in, coldly glanced at the man, and said.

Before Zhong Boyu appeared, the man felt he was the biggest presence here, acting unbearably arrogant, but when Zhong Boyu arrived, the man became like a quail, his voice unconsciously dropping, "Mr. Zhong, what brings you here?"

"Do I need to report to you where I’m going?" Zhong Boyu glanced at the man sideways, speaking in a tone neither warm nor cold.

"No, no, that’s not what I meant. I just didn’t expect to run into you here, got a bit excited for a moment. Why are you here?" The man spoke carefully, keeping his eyes on Zhong Boyu’s face, afraid that any word might offend Zhong Boyu and cause trouble for himself.

Zhong Boyu pretended not to notice the man’s gaze, sat down beside Xu Ke, glanced at the dishes on the table, and picked up his chopsticks, casually grabbing a piece of sashimi that caught his interest and tossed it into his mouth. Then he looked at the man and said, "Weren’t you the one who made a bet with my friend to get him to call me over? Why are you now acting clueless? This act of yours is quite meaningless."

Zhong Boyu’s words made the man’s body go limp, and if he hadn’t been seated, he’d likely have made a scene.

"Now that I’m here, shouldn’t you fulfill your promise?" Zhong Boyu raised an eyebrow, looking at the now pale-faced man.

"Yes, yes. I’ll contact the people and have everything I promised sent over when I get back." The man quickly submitted, even though the room wasn’t very hot, he was drenched in sweat, nodding continuously at Zhong Boyu, showing a good attitude.

"Besides that, you also agreed to something else. The house and such aren’t urgent; there are quite a few procedures to handle, but changing the form of address is just a word." Xu Ke patted Ariel’s belly, feeling she was almost full, and put the food originally intended for Ariel into his own mouth, speaking casually.

The money involved didn’t hurt the man much. Though it wasn’t a small amount, it wasn’t significant enough to cause him great pain or distress, but the other bet Xu Ke mentioned left him hesitating, his already colorless face turning beet red.

"Couldn’t we discuss this and change the terms?" The man gave Xu Ke a flattering smile, his previously arrogantly vanished.

He’s not a fool; Xu Ke could call Zhong Boyu over with a single call and make him say such things; he was obviously no ordinary person, not someone he could afford to offend. But changing the form of address was something he felt he couldn’t manage; he’d avoid it if he could.

"Change it? Why should we? I quite like this bet. I only agreed to bet with you because I thought it was interesting." Xu Ke didn’t plan to relent, watching as the man’s face turned as red as a beet, fidgeting and scratching his head.

"I drank too much at the time, and my mind was a bit muddled, not knowing what I was babbling about. Please don’t take it to heart. I promise that from today on, I will never touch alcohol again and will ensure that what happened today never repeats." The man held up three fingers, swearing an oath to the heavens. noveldrama

"Why are you telling me this?" Xu Ke feigned ignorance, speaking cluelessly.

Upon hearing Xu Ke’s words, the man quickly slapped himself on the face, "I was wrong today. How about this? I have a villa in the capital of South Korea that I’ve just finished renovating and haven’t moved into yet. How about I give that house to you as my apology? I know you don’t care for petty cash, but consider the house as my apology, a sign of my respect. Please accept it and forgive my ignorance today." The man made a pleading gesture, looking at Xu Ke with a pleading expression in his eyes.

With so many people watching, there was no way he could call Xu Ke "grandpa," or he’d lose face once the incident spread, questioning his humanity.

"A single house to settle my brother?"

The man looked at Xu Ke expectantly, but it wasn’t Xu Ke who spoke; it was Zhong Boyu.

Zhong Boyu placed his chopsticks forcefully on the table, making the man’s shoulders involuntarily shiver.

"Then please offer a solution; anything you say that I can do, I absolutely will not refuse." The man once again placed his gaze on Zhong Boyu, eyes filled with a hint of determination, as if ready to do whatever Zhong Boyu demanded, no matter how difficult.

"Offering a single house is an insult, eh? Shouldn’t you at least offer a whole property? I hear your property in South Korea puts that villa to shame by miles."

Upon hearing Zhong Boyu’s words, the man wore a bitter smile on his face, "The property isn’t my personal business; I can’t decide this matter alone," he said, his face showing a struggle and conflict.

"Then there’s no room for discussion. If you plan to default, this island will no longer welcome you. I’ll give you three hours to pack up and leave my island." Zhong Boyu’s words were blunt, expressing himself clearly.

"I truly can’t make decisions on this; it’s a project my father manages, and I can’t take charge. Can we swap this for something I can offer?" The man asked sincerely, with pleading eyes.

"We don’t want any houses, and you have nothing to offer us of interest," Zhong Boyu mercilessly shattered his illusions, his white teeth reflecting a chilling light.

The man couldn’t help but think of a tiger shark swimming in the ocean, shivering with fear, breaking into a cold sweat himself.