The commotion surrounding Xi Luting and Pan Ge had become the talk of the town, so it was completely normal for Principal Zhang to catch wind of it. He might not have been clear on the details and only heard that the "relationship between these two unmatched talents was unusually intimate." The specifics were too delicate for subordinates to mention to him, right?
Then Uncle Pan received a heads-up. After that, perhaps because Pan Ge was usually so cold towards boys, maintaining a good distance, Uncle Pan was very worried about his precious girl and secretly anxious. Then, when he suddenly saw Pan Ge on a "date" with a boy today, his mood couldn’t help but brighten. So, he looked at Han Lie and found everything about him agreeable.
If you think about it, Pan Ge had just arrived at Wang Baohe, and then Uncle Pan showed up with Principal Zhang right on her heels – could it really be a coincidence? November is indeed the season for feasting on crab roe, but in such a massive Magic Capital, with countless places to enjoy crab, why fixate on Wang Baohe? There’s only one truth!
Brother Lie sorted out the logic, and the more he thought about it, the more it seemed plausible. Goodness gracious! This was an opportunity sent from heaven... While Xi Luting was still stirring things up here, could I directly form a father-in-law and son-in-law relationship with Uncle Pan? If that’s inconvenient, being brothers works too! Pan Ge originally planned to set me up, using me to mess with Xi Luting, but now... She’s shot herself in the foot. It’s like misfortune inviting even more misfortune, right to her doorstep. Deserved! Did she think I was so easy to fool? See? Karmic retribution, right?
Han Lie chuckled inwardly, his eyes darting around as another great idea suddenly struck him. Act on the thought!
Brother Lie, full of initiative, immediately stood up and informed them briefly, "I’m going to the restroom."
The two beauties were deeply engaged in their silent rivalry and couldn’t be bothered with the ’damn man,’ merely giving a perfunctory nod to dismiss him.
Thus, Han Lie leisurely made his way to the second floor and asked a waiter, "The six guests who came up earlier, which private room are they in?"
The waiter informed him truthfully.
Being ever so polite, Han Lie said, "Thank you, could you please get me a bottle of yellow wine and a cup?"
In less than half a minute, the props were ready.
With one hand holding the wine bottle and the other carrying the cup, Han Lie had a waiter knock on Uncle Pan’s door for him.
"Uncle Pan, thanks for your hospitality. I’d like to toast you and the uncles with a glass of wine."
Level 3 acting skills, combined with his past life’s experience at drinking parties, made dealing with such situations a breeze for Han Lie. He stood there, poised and natural, respectful yet exuding youthful vigor.
Uncle Pan was quite happy, eagerly waving him over.
"Come, little Han, come in for a chat!"
Then Uncle Pan looked back at the doorway; finding no one there, he felt somewhat puzzled.
"Where’s Pan Ge? Did she not come up with you?"
Han Lie casually lifted his cup and replied airily, "A female classmate just arrived, and Pan Ge is chatting with her."
The words ’female classmate’ instantly pricked Uncle Pan’s heart, and his gaze changed in a flash.
"Oh? I’m pretty familiar with most of Pan Ge’s friends. Who came?"
With due respect, Han Lie responded, "Her name is Xi Luting. She’s the class monitor in my class, and I got to know Pan Ge through her." Chapters first released on novel_fіre.net
Goodness gracious! This sly dog! He’d taken all the best lines for himself!
Who actually met whom first?!
That scoundrel was spouting utter nonsense, but Uncle Pan didn’t know that!
He exchanged glances with Principal Zhang, who gave a subtle nod. However, the potential father-in-law was deeply shrewd. He remained outwardly composed and even smoothly changed the subject.
"Come, come, little Han, let me introduce you. This is Uncle Pang, and this is Uncle Zhang..."
Han Lie respectfully toasted each in turn, showing impeccable manners.
And then... there was nothing more. He was just a kid; even adults wouldn’t gain more than a fleeting connection established over a single glass of wine at such a dinner. It was lively for the moment, but once it passed, who would really take you seriously? Don’t be naive. Attending ten lavish banquets might not even secure an opportunity to do a favor for a big shot. That’s why Han Lie particularly disliked schmoozing at dinner parties and trying to network – it’s all useless and a waste of time.
After drinking, he said goodbye succinctly.
"Well then, Uncle Pan, you and the uncles enjoy your drinks. I’ll be heading down."
"Sure, go ahead! Take good care of Pan Ge for me!" Uncle Pan replied with a smile, waving Han Lie off. Once Han Lie stepped out the door, Uncle Pan’s face suddenly fell.
"This is outrageous! I’m going to check it out!"
"Hey, hey, Uncle Pan, don’t be hasty!"
"Right, you don’t know what the situation is..."
"Wait a bit, go down later, don’t scare the kids!"
While the other men were urging caution, Han Lie handed the bottle and cup back to the waiter and cheerfully descended the stairs.
Returning to his seat, he continued focusing on eating crabs.
Xi Luting and Pan Ge had finally settled their score—it was obvious Pan Ge had eaten humble pie. Queen Luting wore a triumphant smile, clutching Pan Ge’s shoulder tightly. And Pan Ge wasn’t resisting much anymore, pouting her lips with a look of utter dejection—truthfully, she was stunning in her misery.
Heh, little pushover!
Han Lie could tell at a glance what was going on. If it were a battle of wits, Xi Luting was definitely no match for Pan Ge. But if it came to a direct confrontation...
If I can’t outsmart you, can’t I overpower you?
Queen Luting was 179 cm tall, while Pan Ge, now looking quite subdued, was at most 167 cm. With a 12 cm height difference and a weight difference of about 5 kilograms (around 11 pounds), they were in completely different weight classes.
After being verbally bested by Pan Ge twice, Xi Luting had finally wised up: curse all you want, but the moment I get a chance, I’ll just grab on and not let go.