Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 163: Worthless

On one side is the former head of the Huo family, who once turned the tide and supported the entire family during a time of crisis, and is now retired behind the scenes.

On the other side is the current head of the Huo family, who is in his prime, full of vigor, and has propelled the family to the pinnacle of power with his exceptional courage and strategy.

The two stared at each other, neither speaking. Silence filled the air, a palpable pressure that made even the servants around them afraid to breathe loudly.

After a long silence, the game finally ended with Huo Qiming's compromise.

His voice was hoarse and rough, like sandpaper rubbing against the ground. He sighed softly, "You're right, I'm old and I don't have the energy to interfere in your affairs anymore."

"Do whatever you want."

Huo Yunting was surprised that Huo Qiming would give in so easily.

After all, given the other party's past behavior, once they make up their mind, they won't turn back until they hit a brick wall; their stubbornness is such that even ten oxen couldn't pull them back.

But the old man in front of him now seems to be quite different from the Huo Qiming he remembered.

His back was no longer straight, his body was hunched, and his eyes, which were once sharp and intelligent, had become cloudy and dull. Even his temper had changed a lot.

Huo Yunting didn't delve into the reasons behind this sudden change. He stood up indifferently, preparing to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Huo Qiming suddenly called out to him and slowly said, "Huo Yi is spoiled and has no manners. I won't interfere with how you want to discipline him."

“But he is, after all, the only son of your fourth uncle (Fok Kai-ming’s fourth brother, Fok Kai-hin). For your fourth uncle’s sake, at least spare his life.”

Huo Yunting didn't even turn his head, a cold laugh escaping his lips, "His face is worthless to me."

Huo Qiming opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but after a moment, a heavy sigh welled up in his chest, accompanied by endless exhaustion.

"Fine, fine, do as you please."

He was too tired...

Since the accidental death of his parents when he was nineteen, he was left with only three young and naive brothers who still needed protection, and a group of relatives who were eyeing the Huo family's wealth and ready to pounce on him at any time.

To support the Huo family and protect his younger brothers, he gritted his teeth and plunged headlong into the treacherous world of the business world.

From then on, the reins of fate were tightly tied to the Huo family's chariot, and the banner of family interests blazed fiercely above his head. He could no longer live for himself.

Whether he liked it or not, those things that were caught up in the vortex of power and responsibility were like military orders that he could not refuse and had to do.

In the past few years, Kenneth Fok was like a tireless machine, running at high speed.

But now, he suddenly felt a deep, bone-deep weariness. Looking back, he realized he had sacrificed so much and worried so much for his family and his brothers. It was time to let go...

*

Xie Qing spent the entire afternoon in the opera house.

When I arrived, I happened to run into the young students of the He Xuan Opera Troupe practicing on the same floor, and I was immediately invited to join them and train together.

Xie Qing was about the same age as them, and after spending an afternoon together, they quickly became familiar with each other. During breaks, they would gather together to chat.

Around 6 p.m., several hours of high-intensity training left everyone feeling completely drained. They slumped over, looking utterly disheveled, on the smooth floor.

He Xuan stroked the small tuft of beard on his chin, tilted his head slightly, cleared his throat, and said, "What are you all doing? What kind of appearance is this, sprawled on the ground like this?"

After saying that, he shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Sigh, the physical fitness of young people these days is getting worse and worse with each generation!"

His gaze swept over the group of people slumped on the ground, and he continued, "You all look so tired. Let's call it a day. I need to go to the main stage to see your senior brothers and sisters."

As soon as the words were spoken, the previously exhausted crowd instantly perked up and burst into cheers.

Everyone was showering praise on He Xuan, praising him as a wise and capable leader, a kind and considerate master who cared for his apprentices... all sorts of compliments were thrown at him.

He Xuan smiled, pointed at the crowd, and said with a laugh, "You bunch of brats, all you do is talk a good game."

After saying that, he shook his head and left with light steps, even his back view exuding a sense of joy.

The students sat cross-legged on the floor and rested for a while. Their fatigue disappeared and their energy was quickly restored.

get out of class ended early today, but instead of going home to rest, everyone sat together and enthusiastically played Truth or Dare.

A young man in his early twenties with a buzz cut took out a deck of cards from his pocket, deftly picked out the thirteen spade cards, and explained the rules of the game to everyone.

"This game should be familiar to everyone. The rules are very simple. We just compare the size of the cards based on their numbers."

"After the cards are drawn, the person who draws the highest card has the right to make the person who draws the lowest card choose between Truth or Dare, and then ask them a question or assign them a Dare task."

The boy continued enthusiastically, "What if someone draws the lowest card, but is unwilling to answer truthfully and cannot complete the dare task?"

"Then step forward confidently and perform one of your best talents for us—singing, dancing, telling jokes…anything is fine, as long as everyone enjoys it!"

With that, he placed the cards face down in the center of the circle formed by the group, "Come on, let's start drawing cards!"

Xie Qing wasn't very interested in playing games. Seeing that everyone was starting to draw cards, he didn't want to spoil their fun and just wanted to play a couple of rounds before leaving.

But fate seemed to be playing a cruel joke on him, and he was hit in the very first round.

Xie Qing: "..."

The guy with the buzz cut was the most prominent one at the beginning. He chuckled and asked, "Xie Qing, truth or dare?"

Xie Qing chose truth without hesitation. The boy with the buzz cut cleared his throat and said with a mysterious expression, "Then, please listen to the question."

Do you pee standing up when you take a shower?

"..."

The girl next to her rolled her eyes and complained, "What kind of question is this? Don't be so abstract."

"Stop with the abstract stuff, let's get down to serious questions."

The boy with the buzz cut retorted, then looked at Xie Qing, "What's your answer?"

Xie Qing: "No."

"OK, let's continue."

In the second round, Xie Qing had the lowest card number among the group, while the highest card number went to a girl.

The girl's eyes gleamed with anticipation as she eagerly began asking, "Truth or Dare?"

Xie Qing continued to choose Truth, at which point another boy spoke up, "A real man should choose Truth or Dare!"

Xie Qing raised an eyebrow, a half-smile on his face, "Oh? Then I'll give you this 'good' opportunity to be a real man, so don't be shy."