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Chapter 133 - 085 Go prodigy Li Zhiyan! Auntie number three finds it unbelievable✩✩✩✩_3

Chapter 133: 085 Go prodigy Li Zhiyan! Auntie number three finds it unbelievable✩✩✩✩_3

In the evening, after leaving the company, Li Zhiyan grabbed a shared bike and headed straight for Bamboo Inn.

Bamboo Inn was the venue where Shanghai Three Aunts were hosting a dinner for Liu Fusheng and his wife tonight. The efficiency of Aunt Rong’s hot pot restaurant’s paperwork depended entirely on him.

Whether things could proceed smoothly was all up to Mr. Liu.

As he rode up to Bamboo Inn’s entrance, Li Zhiyan coincidentally saw Shanghai Three Aunts stepping out of Shen Hongmei’s A6.

"Zaizai!"

"My darling Zaizai!"

Lai Feifei ran toward Li Zhiyan, launching into a signature Lai-style clingy hug.

Li Zhiyan’s heartbeat sped up instantly.

In his heart, he couldn’t help but adore this tipsy, adorable chaos magnet.

"Zaizai!"

"Your landlord Mrs. Hu is here, and so is A-Bin!"

Li Zhiyan: "..."

He Yanrong and Shen Hongmei approached.

"Xiao Yan, what brings you here?"

After prying Lai Feifei off him, He Yanrong asked curiously.

"Working on business. Passed by here—what are the odds of bumping into you all again?"

Shen Hongmei couldn’t help but feel something surreal.

Could it be fate tying her and Li Zhiyan together?

"What a coincidence. Perfect timing—join us for dinner, Xiao Yan!"

"There’s a drinks gathering tonight."

Li Zhiyan agreed and followed Shanghai Three Aunts into Bamboo Inn.

"Xiao Yan, I’ve been thinking: the story of Mrs. Hu and A-Bin isn’t that great."

"Aunt doesn’t want to be your Mrs. Hu—that story’s too messy. I’m not into being cuckolded—I’m into pure romance."

This evening, Lai Feifei was clearly tipsy again.

"I want to be your Zheng Yiyun, and you’ll be my Ling Xiaodong."

"I’ve been reading a pure romance guide novel recently."

"From now on, I’m your Zheng Yiyun, alright?"

Shen Hongmei and He Yanrong exchanged bewildered glances. They were used to the eccentric ramblings of this tipsy troublemaker.

Li Zhiyan: "..."

He realized that this wine-lover had truly devoured an insane variety of books—both classic and trendy pure romance novels included.

He had to admit, it was indeed impressive.

Sitting down in the private room, He Yanrong appeared noticeably anxious.

"Feifei, will things work out tonight?"

When it came to serious matters, Lai Feifei sobered up a bit.

"I’m not sure myself. I’m close to Mrs. Liu, but Liu Fusheng’s personality—I can’t quite figure him out."

"Whether this succeeds or not depends on whether Liu Fusheng agrees or not."

The three women deliberated over the upcoming task.

Li Zhiyan could sense it too—Aunt Lai’s connections were undeniably formidable. Even his current job had been arranged through Aunt Lai’s intervention at the company. According to He Yanrong, Aunt Lai’s network was the most inscrutable among them.

Shortly afterward, Liu Fusheng and a middle-aged woman in her fifties entered the room.

Lai Feifei stepped forward to greet them with a hug and exchanged pleasantries. As the matter at hand was serious, Lai Feifei toned down her usual playful demeanor.

After seating Liu Fusheng, He Yanrong asked the server to bring over a menu.

Liu Fusheng appeared exceptionally stern, radiating an unapproachable aura. Even the dishes he ordered were inexpensive ones.

He didn’t even request alcohol. Liu Fusheng had come tonight mainly because his wife had insisted.

He had no intention of helping He Yanrong. In fact, he planned to use an incoming phone call as an excuse to slip away and play Go later.

"Mr. Liu,"

He Yanrong tried initiating conversation with Liu Fusheng, with his wife chiming in to help broker the matter. However, Liu Fusheng remained frosty in demeanor.

His responses were perfunctory, and seeing his icy attitude, He Yanrong felt disheartened—the situation was looking bleak.

Liu Fusheng’s attendance owed entirely to Mrs. Liu’s friendship with Lai Feifei.

But Lai Feifei didn’t particularly mind. After all, she wasn’t about to force everyone to cater to her whims.

Her vast network and influential background meant she wasn’t overly concerned—whether things worked out tonight or didn’t, she could always find someone else to get the job done tomorrow. With certainty, she’d get He Yanrong’s matter resolved.

Amidst awkward small talk, Li Zhiyan scrolled through short videos.

Intentionally playing a Go video, Liu Fusheng’s eyes lit up instantly.

"Young man, are you interested in Go?"

"I know a bit. I’ve been self-taught."

"Then how about we play a few rounds?"

Liu Fusheng had developed his interest in Go only in the past two years—even his wife hadn’t realized it. He was constantly wary of people exploiting his hobbies to curry favor.

But upon learning that Li Zhiyan could play Go, the urge to duel had already taken hold of him after days without a game.

"Sure, uncle. But there’s no Go set here."

"Wife, go buy one."

Liu Fusheng quickly pushed his wife to purchase a Go set. In that moment, Shanghai Three Aunts saw a glimmer of hope.

Lai Feifei’s eyes sparkled with surprise—who would’ve thought Zaizai could play Go?

He Yanrong watched Li Zhiyan, now talking animatedly about Go with Liu Fusheng, and found herself incredulous.

Xiao Yan had hidden talents—just recently he wowed her, effortlessly conversing in German with Lucas about German history!

And now, here he was, unveiling yet another skill!

Before long, the table was graced with a Go board.

"Young man, what rank are you now?"

"Uncle, I don’t have a rank yet. Let’s decide first moves through guessing."

Liu Fusheng clutched a few white stones in his hand, and Li Zhiyan placed a black stone on the board.

Regarding Go, Shen Hongmei didn’t understand the rules. She simply thought Li Zhiyan was extraordinary—how could he even know how to play Go?