I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 1023 Isn’t This Just a Simp?

Chapter 1023: Chapter 1023 Isn’t This Just a Simp?

Cash opened the game, and the words silenced the whole room.

After Yu Jingting finished speaking and rolled up his sleeves, everyone noticed for the first time the fancy watch under his shabby clothes.

Looking at the time, it was about right.

Suizi was still looking at Zhang De.

She was sure she had never seen this man before, but why did she feel oddly familiar with him?

As she was pondering, a gentle voice came from behind:

"You two are really quite mischievous."

Suizi turned around in delight to see Jinnan standing with her hands behind her back, dressed in a cheongsam.

Two tall and beautiful women followed her, one of them carrying a suitcase.

Suizi smacked her forehead, scolding her memory.

Wasn’t this man’s style of dress very much like Jinnan’s?

Jinnan had a particular fondness for cheongsams, especially those with heavy embroidery.

Not many people appreciated that style these days, so when Zhang De appeared, Suizi felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Seeing Jinnan arrive, Zhang De lit up completely, and went over to give a salute:

"Sister Jinnan, what brings you here?"

"Pfft!" Yu Jingting couldn’t help but laugh, and when Jinnan glanced at him, one would know that nothing nice was going on in his mind without even having to guess.

Indeed, seeing Zhang De’s genteel manner, Yu Jingting was thinking: Where did this big fool come from?

We’re not ancient people; why is he doing a salute?

Suizi noticed that when the two of them were together, their styles of clothing were quite similar, with embroidery featuring a dragon and a phoenix—one might think they were a couple wearing matching outfits ordered from the same tailor.

Jinnan’s attitude toward Zhang De was neither cold nor warm, typical of how she treated everyone except for showing a bit of warmth towards Suizi and her husband.

"I’m here to bring something for my nephew," Jinnan said with a wave of her hand, prompting the beautiful woman behind her to place the suitcase on the table.

When the suitcase was opened, it revealed neatly stacked banknotes.

It wasn’t possible for Suizi and her husband to carry so much cash with them to gamble on stones, so they had arranged with Jinnan beforehand to have the money sent over.

Suizi didn’t expect her to deliver it personally.

She quickly asked in a hushed voice, "The old man doesn’t know you’re here, does he?"

"Don’t worry, my people have him tied down," Jinnan replied with a smile, glancing behind her.

Suizi understood and thought, aha, got it.

All of Jinnan’s attendants were great beauties, each one more stunning than the last with fair skin, beautiful faces, and long legs, which was why rumors floated about her preferring women.

Jinnan never bothers to explain herself, letting others talk, since it doesn’t skin off her back.

Old Master Hu was a lascivious man, easily immobilized by beauty, and Suizi had warned him that if he kept messing around indiscriminately, he’d gambled his life away sooner or later.

With Old Master Hu being occupied by Jinnan’s attendants, Jinnan made her way here herself.

From her calm expression, Suizi could smell a whiff of gossip.

Her aunt had always enjoyed watching excitement unfold; she probably guessed that Yu Jingting was up to something and came over to watch from the front row.

Hearing Jinnan say that Yu Jingting and his wife were her nephews, Zhang De suddenly became very enthusiastic.

Just as his steward was about to collect the money, Zhang De snapped the suitcase shut, and if the steward’s hand had been any slower, it might have been caught.

"Since you’re family, then you are my friend."

Zhang De then took four bundles of banknotes from the case and handed them personally to Jinnan.

Suizi’s mouth formed an "o" shape—wow...

The young master of the Zhang Family was really compensating straight from his pocket.

The cost was 150,000, and after a few years of inflation, selling for 180,000 was actually fair.

By taking out four bundles of notes, he was basically agreeing to a loss.

Jinnan, your aunt really has quite the prestige...

Jinnan gestured for his men to collect the money and politely said, "Young Master Zhang is really generous, I’ll treat you to morning tea someday."

"I’m free tomorrow."

The more Jingting observed, the more he felt that Zhang De’s behavior seemed oddly familiar. He turned to Suizi and asked, "Wouldn’t you say he’s acting like a ’lick dog’?"

Suizi nodded in agreement, yes, the very definition of fawning.

Losing ten thousand just to have breakfast with Jinnan, if that’s not being a ’lick dog,’ what is?

"You think he can’t tell it was just a polite remark?" Jingting asked Suizi.

It was clear to see that Jinnan’s "morning tea" was purely a formality, yet that naive boy immediately set a date, which suddenly boosted Jingting’s self-esteem.

"Honey, when I was courting you, I wasn’t shameless like that, was I?"

Suizi gave him a sidelong glance.

"When have you ever chased after me?"

Isn’t this fellow the one who forcefully brought her home, offering a dowry of 200 yuan as if claiming his spoils?

These two weren’t whispering anymore; their plot was now being discussed loudly.

Their voices just happened to be loud enough for Jinnan and Zhang De to hear.

Neither of them was ordinary, and they both remained composed upon hearing the exchange.

Jinnan, having seen it all and claimed the title of Asia-Pacific Second-Road Marshal, naturally wouldn’t be affected by their jests.

Zhang De, however, watched Jingting with a smile. Normally, people caught talking behind someone’s back would show some embarrassment.

But Jingting was no ordinary man. Caught in the act, he was unaffected, continuing to chat with Suizi as if nothing happened:

"How can you say I didn’t chase you? If it wasn’t for my exceptional skills, would you be devotedly living life with me, having borne two children?"

Suizi chuckled inwardly. She wouldn’t expose him in front of others.

With his behavior of fighting over buns and accidentally knocking out a girl’s teeth, she wouldn’t dare to be with him if she hadn’t been reborn.

But while the speaker meant no harm, the listener took it to heart – Zhang De clearly took the words seriously.

Jingting called out to him, "Buddy, I have a secret guide to chasing girls. Want to buy it on the cheap?"

Zhang De waved his hand and looking at Jinnan, he said with a smile, "Sister Jinnan is a hero among women, I wouldn’t dare offend her—Tiegen, bring that piece of Burmese jadeite over for this brother."

"Y-Young Master?" The manager’s jaw dropped.

That piece of jadeite was priced at over thirty thousand.

The stone that was a showpiece of the store, sold at a loss, was now to be given away for free?!

"Sister Jinnan’s nephew is like my junior, it’s proper to give a gift upon meeting."

Suizi silently translated the statement, piecing it together with the context – so, this guy still wanted to get Jingting’s secret guide to chasing girls?

Pff.

She was suddenly struggling to hold back laughter...

Jingting accepted the jadeite passed over by the manager. This so-called rough stone had little risk involved; its quality was evident at a glance, and it was genuinely top-notch.

"This is really too much," Jingting said, feigning courtesy so blatantly that even the cynical Suizi found it awkward to watch.

He might as well draw on it with a marker, calculating which part was suitable for a bracelet and which for a pendant, right?

"Considering you’re not locals, please allow me to show some hospitality," Zhang De invited.

Suizi did another round of interpretation – basically, the message was, you’ve already taken the item, so how about arranging that secret to chasing girls?

"Sure, sure," Jingting answered with a friendly smile. Jinnan, with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, asked Suizi, "So you’ve sold me out already?"

Suizi leaned in and whispered, "Don’t you know my man? He has an exceptionally thick skin."

Taking money for a service, now that was a matter of principle.

Was Yu Tiegen a man of principles? Did he bear the burden of maintaining an idol’s image?

Clearly, he did not.