I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 966: No One Can Compete with the Great Yu at Causing Losses

Chapter 966: Chapter 966: No One Can Compete with the Great Yu at Causing Losses

"What’s there to compare with you?" Suizi hadn’t caught on yet.

"From character to size, there isn’t a single thing he can beat me at, can you blame him for getting worked up?" Yu Jingting punned.

"How can you compare something you’re born with?" Suizi thought he was referring to their age when he mentioned size.

She never imagined someone could be so filthy-minded.

Chen Tong’s distracted appearance successfully drew Suizi’s attention, and she walked over to sit by his side, reaching out to touch his forehead.

Yu Jingting beat her to it, swiftly placing his hand on Chen Tong’s forehead and asked with a voice full of paternal concern,

"Are you okay?"

"If you keep your distance from me, I will be..."

Chen Tong’s voice was so weak.

"No fever, probably just heartache." Yu Jingting said to Suizi, "Leave him to me, don’t worry about it."

After sending Suizi away, Yu Jingting forcibly squeezed next to Chen Tong, putting his hand on his shoulder. Suizi, sitting at the table in front, looked back and was quite pleased.

Her husband was indeed becoming more mature and steady, clearly more patient with children.

Yu Jingting shot Suizi a flirtatious glance, truly the epitome of a perfect man.

"You can’t be too concerned about your weaknesses, especially when compared to a perfect man like me. How can you compete? Accept the reality that you’re inferior to me in every way,"

Yu Jingting whispered, audible only to him and Chen Tong.

"...Dare you speak up, let Suizi hear your double-faced backstabbing?" Chen Tong lacked even the energy to bicker with him anymore.

"Feeling really deflated? It’s not that bad, there aren’t many out there who are better than me, you shouldn’t be seeking death over this," Yu Jingting said as he felt it was very unusual for him to be so dispirited.

"You don’t actually think I’d get worked up over that kind of thing, do you?!" Chen Tong, whose anger was fueled by his consoling, pushed his hand away.

Yu Jingting exaggerated a pained expression, and Chen Tong wondered when he’d become such a pushover—couldn’t take a bit of force?

Looking up again and seeing Suizi’s frown, Chen Tong felt like he’d been struck by lightning.

Yu Jingting, this utterly shameless man!

From Suizi’s perspective, it looked as though Chen Tong was petulantly bullying Yu Jingting, who managed to assume the image of a forbearing, magnanimous parent.

"I’m fine, kids, you know, they’re understandable." Yu Jingting said towards Suizi, the pretentiousness nearly reaching the sky.

The more pretentious he acted, the more nauseated Chen Tong felt.

"How could Suizi fall for you—surely it’s not really because you’re particularly good at... you know what, right?"

Chen Tong truly didn’t want to compliment Yu Jingting, but he couldn’t deny that the jerk indeed had some natural advantages.

"You’re thinking too lowly of my wife, huh? Is she the kind of person who cares only about that? I have so many strengths, she’d need a lifetime to appreciate them all. This is just a bonus, ahahaha."

That last laugh was overly triumphant.

Wang Cuihua looked at her son in confusion, then turned to Suizi and said, "Since when did Tiegen get along so well with Chen Tong? They’ve been whispering to each other the whole time."

From the perspective of an onlooker, Yu Jingting’s relationship with Chen Tong did indeed seem very good. Several elders in the family were a bit puzzled, wondering what kind of medicine Yu Tiegen was selling in his gourd.

"Jingting is a mature man, so naturally, he wouldn’t stoop to the level of a child," Suizi said, blissfully unaware of the tea air of Yu Jingting, with stars in her eyes, she found serious and mature men incredibly attractive.

Yu Jingting caught Suizi’s gaze and immediately smoothed his hair. That’s right, he was just that kind of mature man, let the adoration from his wife come on even stronger.

"How much do you weigh?" Chen Tong, who was made even more downcast by the back-and-forth glances between the two, asked listlessly, "You look pretty heavy, about 140 pounds?"

"Roughly there, what about it?"

"With a weight of 140 pounds, I guess your craftiness must account for 135 pounds of it, right?" Chen Tong mocked.

"So concerned about how crafty I am? Is it because you’re lacking in wits and want me to share some with you?"

Chen Tong was left speechless, clearly outmatched by Yu the sharp-tongued.

"You’re so crafty; can you really be with Suizi without scheming against her? With this attitude, how can I leave in peace..." Chen Tong’s last words were spoken in a very soft voice as a sense of powerlessness swept over him once again.

"What’s gotten into you today, acting so strange?" Yu Jingting reached out and patted Chen Tong’s face. The guy had fainted for a moment in the bathhouse, and since waking up, he had been listless.

Sometimes soaking too long in the bath can make you dizzy. Yu Jingting helped him to the side of the pool to rest for a while, but since waking up, something seemed off.

At first, Yu Jingting thought Chen Tong was overwhelmed by his own uniquely endowed physique, but now it seemed that wasn’t the reason?

"You have to treat her well, can’t let her be sad..." Chen Tong muttered to himself as he looked at Suizi.

"Water in your brain? Let me help you shake it out." Yu Jingting pushed Chen Tong’s head to one side and gently tapped a couple of times.

The family was eating when a visitor came to the house.

Little Fatty’s maternal aunt and her husband had come by.

The couple had basked in the glory of Little Fatty’s family’s move to the capital, with Little Fatty’s aunt also following them there.

Currently, they were doing odd jobs at Yu Jingting’s roller skating rink, usually working three days and slacking for two. The supervisor at the rink was one of the Yang Family brothers, a trusted associate of Yu Jingting, and turned a blind eye partly out of respect for him.

"We went to your house and saw the door locked, so we guessed you’d be here and came to check on you," Little Fatty’s aunt said familiarly as she pulled up a chair and sat down next to Suizi.

Her gaze swept across the table and landed on the goose leg in Suizi’s bowl, and she said with a mix of sarcasm, "Suizi, you’re an adult, how can you still compete with children for goose legs? In our family, legs and wings are for the children."

Little Fatty’s mom wanted to remind her sister to watch her tongue, but unfortunately, she was seated too far away and could only desperately gesture with her eyes.

There was roast goose at Suizi’s home today, one per table, and Suizi’s bowl had a huge goose leg, while the other children’s bowls were empty.

In the eyes of the plump aunt, this was evidence of lacking virtue as a woman.

"Wow, where did this paragon of a wife and mother come from?" Yu Jingting, hearing someone talking about his wife, immediately sat up straight.

"In our generation, ah, we always think of the children first, not like you young people these days. The youth nowadays just think of themselves. How could a mother compete with her children for food?" The plump aunt perked up, thinking Yu Jingting was praising her.

Little Fatty’s mom was close to fainting. Couldn’t her sister hear that Tiegen was displeased? How could she still have the nerve to respond to that comment?

"Oh? So how much money have you saved for your son? Such a ’virtuous’ mother must have built a palace for her child to inherit the throne, right? My wife certainly can’t compare to you."

Suizi nodded obediently. That’s right, she couldn’t compare. Nonchalantly, she grabbed the goose leg and took a bite. Delicious.

The plump aunt, though slow, caught on that Yu Jingting was mocking her. She chuckled awkwardly, her heart racing, having completely forgotten why she had come.