Forced Me to Regress, Huh?

Inside the Mercedes-Benz G-Class, Jiang Wanzhou, who had had a bit to drink, was shouting and cursing in a fit of impotent rage. “Cheng Zhu, you’ve pissed me off! Who has heavy yin energy? Who are you saying has heavy yin energy?!”

He raised his delicate finger and pointed at Cheng Zhu. “After winning some money, you’ve become arrogant!”

Cheng Zhu turned a deaf ear. He opened the car window and debated whether to light a cigarette.

However, remembering that this car belonged to Jiang Wanzhou’s family and being unsure of their habits, he decided not to smoke in someone else’s car.

Overnight, Cheng Zhu’s assets had multiplied several times.

But honestly, he really didn’t care much for such a small sum.

He was in a relatively good mood tonight, but it was only relatively.

Ever since his regression, there had always been a sense of disappointment lingering in his heart.

After all, he had once been young and successful, with a net worth nearing a hundred million before even turning thirty.

But looking at it now, he was far from that figure by several zeros.

I have to start working hard all over again, Cheng Zhu thought.

He suddenly recalled a classic line from the early seasons of Go Fighting—This is fate.

Is this the work of fate?

But he soon smiled. To hell with fate. Fate is an excuse for the weak, and luck is just modesty for the strong.

Fueled by the alcohol, he had a sudden urge to sing loudly. Success or failure, life is grand. It’s all about starting anew.

But he held back, not wanting to scare the timid domineering CEO Jiang.

After thinking about it, he decided to set his next goal. In three years, I’ll surpass my past life’s assets and double them.

With this thought in mind, he took out his phone and opened his notes app.

At this moment, there was only one sentence lying quietly in his notes: Don’t let down good girls, don’t waste bad girls.

Below it, Cheng Zhu added a new line.

It was a line he used to remind himself every time he failed during his entrepreneurial journey in his past life.

Now that I’ve regressed, I haven’t failed in business yet, but it actually fits perfectly, Cheng Zhu thought.

He started typing.

[Don’t be afraid to start over because you’re not starting from scratch this time—you’re starting with experience.]

* * *

When the Mercedes-Benz G-Class reached the hotel, Cheng Zhu went straight to the room, washed up, and fell asleep.

Clearly, although he said that Jiang Wanzhou had heavy yin energy, he wasn’t guarded against him at all.

In his past life, let alone men, Cheng Zhu was even wary of women sometimes.

To all the boys out there, listen to me. These days, boys have to learn to protect themselves when they’re out and about. Promise me, okay?

Jiang Wanzhou, having had a novel experience tonight, wasn’t sleepy at all. When dawn broke, he was still lying in the hotel’s standard room bed, chatting non-stop on his phone.

He didn’t fall asleep until 7:30 in the morning, planning to rest until it was time to check out.

Meanwhile, Shen Qingning, who had enjoyed a rejuvenating beauty sleep, woke up early to the sound of her alarm.

After taking off her sleep mask, she pressed the alarm on her phone.

It was currently summer vacation, and although she didn’t have any special arrangements today, she still set an alarm for herself, hinting at a bit of her personality.

Shen Qingning picked up her phone, which was on silent mode, and was slightly surprised. So many messages?

She lifted her silk blanket, revealing herself in a black knee-length nightgown. Her smooth, well-proportioned calves bent gracefully as her delicate feet searched for her slippers on the floor.

Shen Qingning scrolled through her WeChat messages while walking to the bathroom.

The messages she received mainly came from a group chat and her best friend, Lulu.

In the group chat, there was Shen Minglang, Jiang Wanzhou, and another cousin of hers.

The first message was from Shen Minglang, who had informed the group that he had transferred the winnings, minus the principal, to Shen Qingning’s and Jiang Wanzhou’s Alipay acccounts.

Yes, Cheng Zhu had first transferred the money to Shen Minglang and asked him to place the bet.

But Jiang Wanzhou and Shen Qingning had not transferred any money at all.

Shen Qingning was stunned. He actually won?

Cheng Zhu’s face appeared in her mind. Just last night, this high school graduate had confidently placed a bet on a single scoreline.

Due to this brief encounter with him last night, Shen Qingning had an extra thirteen thousand in her Alipay account.

While the money wasn’t much to her, the experience was quite interesting.

She picked up her electric toothbrush and brushed her teeth while continuing to scroll through the group messages.

In the four-person group chat, her eldest cousin, who had undoubtedly watched the World Cup, was still awake at dawn. After seeing Shen Minglang’s message, he immediately responded.

“Damn, you guys actually hit the score? Most score betters are kneeling!”

Shen Qingning could guess that the reason her brother chose to send a message in the group chat instead of privately transferring the money was likely to show off to their eldest cousin.

Sure enough, Shen Minglang instantly replied, “Eldest Cousin, under my brilliant leadership, Ningning and CEO Little Jiang each bet two thousand on 0-0.”

Her eldest cousin immediately sent a ‘see you on the rooftop’ image.

Clearly, he must have been in Argentina to win.

Although none of them were serious gamblers—just engaging in light betting—he was the only one in the group who lost. What the hell was this?

While brushing her teeth, Shen Qingning looked at the image her eldest cousin sent and found it amusing. But what Jiang Wanzhou sent next made her unable to hold back her laughter.

Seeing Shen Minglang showing off in the group, Jiang Wanzhou immediately felt indignant. What do you mean by under your brilliant leadership? I clearly followed Cheng Zhu to place the bet, okay?

He quickly typed and unleashed his full mockery. “Right, right, the sun rises because the rooster crows. Hehe.”

The eldest cousin was puzzled and replied, “????”

Shen Minglang: “I don’t care. You and Ningning have to treat me to a meal.”

Jiang Wanzhou: “If we’re going to treat anyone, it should be Cheng Zhu, right?”

Eldest Cousin: “Who is Cheng Zhu?”

Shen Minglang: “Then let’s both take a step back. Treat me and Cheng Zhu to a meal.”

Jiang Wanzhou: “I’ll think about it.”

Eldest Cousin: “Hey, who is Cheng Zhu?”

Shen Minglang: “Think about it, my ass! It’s settled then!”

Jiang Wanzhou: “I’ll ask Cheng Zhu later.”

Eldest Cousin: “Hey, can someone please answer me? What am I even doing in this group?”

As Shen Qingning read the chat, a faint smile appeared on her aloof expression.

After closing the group chat, she looked at the messages from Lin Lu.

This petite beauty, who had worked part-time as a voice actress, loved to bombard with voice messages. Shen Qingning opened the audio and immediately heard Lin Lu’s excited voice.

“Ahhhh! There really wasn’t a single goal scored! Ah! It’s really 0-0! It’s actually 0-0! I’m so excited! I won money! I won money!

“I had no idea a soccer game could be so exciting. I need to drag you along to watch next time! Ningning, you’re incredible. Take me along to make money and soar!”

Shen Qingning didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as she opened the last voice message.

After ten minutes, Lin Lu had calmed down a bit. In this message, she displayed her monster-level vocal talent as a voice actor and said in a very assertive tone, “Woman, I want to treat you to a meal. This isn’t a discussion. It’s an order.”

Shen Qingning put down the phone in her left hand, washed the foam off her electric toothbrush with water, and then rinsed her mouth.

After doing this, she picked up her phone, planning to accept Lin Lu’s offer to treat her since she had won money.

But for some reason, the next moment, Jiang Wanzhou’s words in the group chat appeared in her mind.

“Right, right, the sun rises because the rooster crows. Hehe.”

With this thought in mind, she typed a reply to her best friend, Lin Lu, who should still be lost in her dreams. “Actually, it’s someone else’s merit. If you’re going to treat someone, it shouldn’t be me.”