"What's wrong with you? You're only a sophomore. Why do you need to buy a house when your father already bought you one?"
"I don't want the one Dad bought. I want my own!"
"If you have the money, go ahead and buy it. Don't bother me—I don't have spare cash lying around."
"Mom, don't be so stingy! My classmate heard rumors that property values in Zijing Bay are going to skyrocket. It's a great investment opportunity!"
There was a pause on the other end of the line, as if Gao Wenhao's argument had
struck a nerve.
"Where exactly is this place?"
"Zijing Bay."
"Fine. I'll ask my secretary to look into it in the next few days. I'm busy now—I'm hanging up."
"Wait, Mom! Don't hang up yet! Let's buy it today!"
"Why are you in such a rush? If you don't tell me the truth, I'm ending this call right now."
"I... I made a bet with a classmate. If I lose, I have to buy a house in Zijing Bay..."
His voice trailed off as he spoke, and the woman on the other end seemed to laugh in exasperation.
"You lost a bet and now you have to buy a house? You've been spoiled rotten. You'll drive me to high blood pressure one day. I don't have time for this nonsense. Goodbye."
"Mom! Mom! Don't hang up!"
...
Gao Wenhao clenched his fists, seething with anger.
"Damn it! You old hag!" he muttered under his breath.
"When you're dead, everything will be mine anyway. Then I'll spend the money however I want!"
He couldn't understand why, despite his family's wealth, they always restricted his spending.
What kind of rich second-generation heir lived like this?
Even if he bought a house worth over a million, wouldn't it still belong to the family's assets eventually?
Feeling trapped, Gao Wenhao took a deep breath and walked back, his face pale.
"My mom says she's busy and can't transfer the money right now, but we'll still buy the house," he declared through gritted teeth.
Zhou Yi burst out laughing. "Oh really?"
Gao Wenhao glared at him. "What's so funny?! I said I'll buy it, and I will!"
Zhou Yi looked at him pityingly. "How old are you, still running to Mommy for everything? If you're really serious, I could lend you the money."
Gao Wenhao's face burned with humiliation, as if he'd been slapped in front of everyone.
[LOL, trying to flex but ended up embarrassed instead.]
[What a classic clown act.]
[So he started this livestream to prove Zhou Yi is a real rich kid while making himself look pathetic.]
[Can't wait to see him at school tomorrow—this is priceless.]
[Will he even dare show his face after this? The whole school will know by morning.]
[If I were his girlfriend, I'd die of shame.]
Chu Han, feeling utterly humiliated, shoved the phone into Gao Wenhao's hands and stormed off.
She couldn't bear to stay a moment longer.
Gao Wenhao threw the phone onto the ground in frustration.
"I don't need your help! Besides, who knows where your money came from anyway?"
"You're just a college student. Do you really think your parents give you that kind of pocket money?"
Realizing he couldn't win the argument, Gao Wenhao resorted to slandering Zhou Yi.
"How do we even know your money isn't dirty?"
Zhou Yi sneered. "Can't argue anymore, so you start spreading lies? Your behavior is laughable. No wonder Chu Han didn't gain much from being with you."
"It's getting late. I don't have time to waste on you. I'm leaving."
With that, Zhou Yi walked past Gao Wenhao without sparing him another glance.
No one's life is smooth sailing all the time. Everyone faces setbacks eventually.
For Gao Wenhao, today marked the most humiliating moment of his life.
He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white, his eyes blazing with fury as he stared at Zhou Yi's retreating figure.
He would remember this humiliation.
And he swore he would get his revenge.