<strong>Chapter 828: Shall We Make a Proper Bet?</strong>


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    Lu Zhaoyang’s wordsnded like a bomb inside his head and shook him wide awake.


    His mind cleared instantly. He put a palm on his forehead and felt like he was on the verge of an important discovery, but did not know how to take the final step.


    He wanted to tell Lu Zhaoyang that she was wrong, but could not find the words to refute her.


    Lu Zhaoyang patted on the back of his hand. “When you find the answer, you will know what to do.”


    “Alright...”


    Huo Chen felt very confused. His emotions were a messy ball of yarn that he could not disentangle.


    Lu Zhaoyang watched him leave in a dispirited mood. She felt even more confident of her theory now given his response to her words.


    Had she been wrong, Huo Chen would not have responded like that.


    “Tsk.”


    Huo Yunting cocked his head at her. “Since when are you a rtionship expert?”


    Lu Zhaoyang puffed up her chest and said, “I am simply being helpful.”


    “Boring.”


    Huo Yunting took a sip of wine from his ss and looked regretful.


    “I was thinking of enjoying Huo Chen’s obtuseness a little longer. You should have spoken to him a few years after Wen He has left, that would have been fun.”


    Lu Zhaoyang narrowed her eyes. “Huo Yunting, why are you filled with such rotten ideas?”


    Huo Yunting spread his arms in feigned surprise. “I didn’t do anything.”


    Lu Zhaoyang red at him and sat down heavily beside him.


    “In any case, I believe you have lost the bet between us.”


    “What bet?” He asked with mock puzzlement.


    “Really?” Lu Zhaoyang chuckled dryly and crossed her arms. “You saidst time that Chen only feels guilty toward Wen He and nothing else, but I disagreed. The facts show that I am right. You should ept your defeat with grace.”


    “Firstly, I did not formally make a bet with you.”


    Huo Yunting toyed with his wine ss and retorted unhurriedly. “Secondly, how do you know you have won? Huo Chen never said he loves Wen He, it was all your own guessing. That proves nothing.”


    Lu Zhaoyang did not seem impressed, and that gave him a cunning idea. “How about we make a proper bet now?”


    “On what?”


    “Whether Huo Chen can make Wen He stay.”


    “Okay!” Lu Zhaoyang agreed readily. “Get ready to lose.”


    “I wouldn’t be so sure.” Huo Yunting’s smile deepened. “After all, Wen He is leaving tomorrow.”


    Lu Zhaoyang’s eyes widened in realization and she nearly screamed in frustration.


    She was confident that Huo Chen loved Wen He, but the man in question might not be able to realize it so soon.


    Even with her guidance, he may not be able to grasp his own feelings over a single night.


    By the time he was ready, Wen He might already be worlds away from him.


    “Huo Yunting, you cheat!” She reached her hands out to his neck. “I will strangle you, you wife-cheating scoundrel!”


    Huo Yunting pulled her into his arms and grinned, pleased with himself.


    “Don’t worry, the wager is not too punishing. I like to keep my woman happy.”


    “What is the wager?”


    Huo Yunting whispered in her ear so that only she could hear it.


    “What do you think!”


    “What?!”


    Lu Zhaoyang blushed deeply and batted him with a pillow.


    “You lecherous swine, I’m still pregnant you know?!”


    ...


    On the other side of the city, things were not so cheery. Wen He was back in her apartment and finished with packing her belongings.