The Rebirth of the Socialite's Glory (GL) - Chapter 22

“Pff…” An Ye’s face was ferocious, but Shi Kexuan couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Feng Hua’s mouth was also quite venomous. Normally, she was absolutely a gentleman, clearly influenced by her time in E country, but the core inside her was not as harmless as the surface suggested.

An Ye felt mocked, and the culprit was the annoying Feng Hua. After gasping for a while, An Ye finally spoke, “You should be glad I don’t hit women.”

Feng Hua nodded and said, “I don’t just hit people casually either.”

An Ye, “…”

“Why wait for another day? How about you finish the contest today? That would solve a troublesome matter,” Shi Kexuan suggested, standing beside Feng Hua.

The An family was a behemoth compared to the Shi family, but Shi Kexuan didn’t think much of An Ye. An Ye’s mindset was clearly still that of a teenage boy. At eighteen, he had no cunning or calculation, was arrogant and clueless. Shi Kexuan privately thought that even if such a man grew up, he still wouldn’t be worthy of Feng Hua.

Feng Hua currently had nothing else to do, so it didn’t matter when the contest took place. She looked at An Ye, and An Ye naturally nodded in agreement. He wished he could never see Feng Hua again starting from the next moment.

“Since we’re going to compete, it should be something thrilling, right?” An Ye’s smile was grim. Clearly, his animosity towards Feng Hua had peaked. “First round, Russian Roulette. If you don’t know the rules, you can check online now.”

Russian Roulette is a cruel gambling game. Unlike other games that use cards, dice, or other gambling tools, the tools of Russian Roulette are a revolver and human lives. The rules of Russian Roulette are simple: one or more bullets are placed in the six chambers of a revolver, the cylinder is arbitrarily spun, and then closed. Participants in the game take turns putting the gun to their head and pulling the trigger. The one who is shot is automatically out, and the one who loses their nerve also loses. The one who persists until the end is the winner. Spectator gamblers can place bets on the lives of the participants.

Feng Hua, of course, knew this famous, brutal game, but she didn’t expect An Ye to actually dare to play it. “Not afraid of death?”

An Ye looked at Feng Hua mockingly and said, “You wouldn’t think we’d really put bullets in, would you? That’s stupid. Real bullets kill people. Of course, we have to adjust the rules appropriately.”

Feng Hua pursed her lips and didn’t utter the sentence that she was actually willing to use a real gun for this.

“The rules are adjusted as follows: we each take a gun, put one candy bean inside, arbitrarily spin the cylinder, and then close it. The person who first shoots out the candy bean loses.”

“A childish game.” Feng Hua couldn’t help but laugh, smiling exceptionally happily. Her eyes curved like crescents, her eyelashes fluttering like tiny fans, and the blush on her cheeks added a touch of charm, making people stare.

An Ye was also stunned for a moment, then questioned with a cold face, “Do you want to use real guns for the thrill, then?”

“I just didn’t expect you to be so childish.” If Russian Roulette loses its bloodiness and thrill, without lives as a gamble, the game becomes utterly uninteresting.

She had expected to see An Ye come up with something out of the ordinary, but she never thought An Ye was still An Ye, a high school student with a very simple way of thinking.

An Ye’s face flushed upon hearing this, and he yelled at Feng Hua, “Then what do you want?”

“This is fine,” Feng Hua said indifferently.

An Ye felt he had been played by Feng Hua.

An Ye and Feng Hua prepared to go to The Blue Note (Lan Diao), and Ye Qiu also requested to go. Shi Kexuan hesitated only for a moment, then also expressed her desire to accompany Feng Hua. As she put her arm around Feng Hua’s shoulder, she didn’t see a gaze that seemed to be slowly slicing her slender hands.

The Blue Note is the largest club in A City. Here, as long as you wish, you can play anything you want to play.

With just an instruction, the props were immediately brought up. The person who delivered the guns was a clean-looking young girl. She expressionlessly handed one of the black guns to An Ye, then passed the silver one to Feng Hua, and finally, took out a box of candy beans.

…

After the two were ready, they placed the guns against their temples. Shi Kexuan acted as the referee. At her command, the two began the first shot. There was no technique involved; they just held the pistol and fired at their head. The candy bean put in by hand was somewhat hard; it wouldn’t be fatal if shot at the head, but it would cause some pain.

First shot, no problem for either of them. Second shot, still no problem. Third shot, no problem. By the fourth shot, both thought, now is the time to determine the winner. An Ye was inexplicably nervous, while Feng Hua was very relaxed.

Feng Hua casually fired a shot at her head; it was still an empty chamber. An Ye pointed at himself, but inexplicably grew more and more nervous, so tense that his hand started shaking, unable to pull the trigger.

Ye Qiu, being An Ye’s friend, naturally wouldn’t say anything. Feng Hua didn’t intend to mock An Ye’s fear, but Shi Kexuan scoffed without any pressure, “Young Master An, it’s just a candy bean inside. Why are you treating it like a real bullet, scared like this?” Such a coward.

An Ye couldn’t bother to be angry at this moment. He also couldn’t figure out what was going on; he just felt his hand tremble, lacking the courage to fire that shot.

Ye Qiu looked at the gun in An Ye’s hand suspiciously for a moment, then her expression suddenly changed. She took a few quick steps towards An Ye, snatched the gun from his hand, and swiftly opened the cylinder. After a few rapid movements, a golden bullet actually dropped out of the gun.

This bullet was very ordinary, not highly lethal, but with Feng Hua and An Ye pointing the pistol at their heads and firing, there was no possibility of surviving.

Everyone was shocked. An Ye staggered and sat down on the sofa. Just a split second, and the bullet could have ended his life. Just thinking back made cold sweat break out; fear spread through his organs.

Feng Hua walked over and took the bullet from Ye Qiu’s hand. After looking at it for a while, she completely confirmed that it was just a simple bullet. However, she didn’t know how this bullet appeared here, or why it was in the gun in An Ye’s hand. Everything was shrouded in mystery and suspicion. Feng Hua and Ye Qiu exchanged a look, seeing seriousness in each other’s eyes.

“No wonder I was so scared just now and hesitated to pull the trigger…” An Ye muttered.

“Your luck is truly good,” Shi Kexuan said with empathy.

Feng Hua put the pistol back into Ye Qiu’s hand and made a call, not forgetting to exclaim, “He really has the intuition of a small animal.”

An Ye: Fist Pump !!!!

Feng Hua finished the call with the manager, explaining the situation here. The manager promised to come quickly to handle and investigate before hanging up.

A few minutes later, a woman in her thirties wearing a uniform walked in with a group of bodyguards. The woman’s face was still smiling. She immediately recognized the identities of everyone present except for Ye Qiu. She walked directly to Feng Hua and bowed, saying, “It is our major negligence that such an incident happened to our distinguished guests at The Blue Note. We will definitely investigate the matter thoroughly and give you justice.”

Before Feng Hua could say anything, An Ye, who was still frightened, naturally had a terrible temper, so he immediately seized the conversation and mocked, “You investigate? If you could investigate, this wouldn’t have happened! Do you know I nearly shot myself just now? If I died here, your damn place would also go bankrupt sooner or later! And…” An Ye’s eyes suddenly became somewhat strange. He stared at the manager and the people she brought, and as everyone looked at him suspiciously, he said faintly, “The Blue Note is quite famous in A Province, and its security system is notoriously strict. There’s no reason for something like this to happen. Could it be… that you are the thieves crying stop thief, a play you directed yourselves?”

The female manager’s pupils contracted, “Young Master An, as you said, our Blue Note is an old club in A City. Why would we use such a clumsy method to harm you?”

Actually, a closer look confirmed this. If The Blue Note intended to kill An Ye, they absolutely wouldn’t use such a clumsy method. Otherwise, how would it be different from digging their own grave? No matter how strong The Blue Note’s background was, it wouldn’t be able to escape losses from the An family’s angry retaliation.

An Ye snorted, having no goodwill towards The Blue Note’s staff. No one who experienced such a thing could possibly have a good attitude.

Feng Hua pointed at the gun and the bullet and said to the female manager, “You check this first, and then investigate whose hands this gun passed through.”

The female manager nodded, had someone pick up the items, and promised Feng Hua, “We will give you an answer as soon as possible.”

“I hope it won’t be too disappointing.”

“Of course.”

The group left again, leaving the four people whose heartbeats had not yet calmed down.

An Ye slumped on the sofa. He never thought that just playing a game would actually risk his life.

Feng Hua looked at An Ye a few times, her lips curving, “He really is a child.”

“He’s still a child? A man-child?” Shi Kexuan covered her mouth and chuckled, trying hard to dispel the fear in her heart.

“Shut up!” An Ye flailed, but he looked like a startled, angry cat, his eyes still carrying a hint of terror and helplessness. Shi Kexuan laughed even harder at An Ye’s disheveled appearance, completely alleviating the fear in her heart.

Feng Hua saw that Shi Kexuan adjusted quickly and affirmed Shi Kexuan’s psychological resilience.

“This matter will have no result,” Ye Qiu looked at An Ye, extended a hand to him, and said, “Stand up. You are a man.” With that, Ye Qiu glanced at Feng Hua and Shi Kexuan.

An Ye followed her gaze to the two women with natural expressions, smiling lightly and calmly, and then saw Ye Qiu was also completely composed. Suddenly, An Ye felt he had suffered thousands of points of damage.

But because of Ye Qiu’s words, he instantly sobered up, with less fear and more anger.

Although he was a second son without inheritance rights, he was still the son of the legal wife, and the full-brother of his elder brother, raised as a spoiled child in the family. Since childhood, when had he ever suffered such grievance, except for a few times with Feng Hua?

Investigate! He must investigate. If the person who harmed him was found, he would personally take them to play a round of Russian Roulette without changing or reducing the rules!

“It’s true that it won’t be found. Being able to successfully deliver this problematic gun here indicates they have great means and manpower. Then the person behind this might be a large organization. It probably won’t be easy to catch them,” Feng Hua looked at An Ye with a look of pity. “It seems Young Master An, you’ll have to endure this grievance.”

Before An Ye could express anger at Feng Hua’s words, Ye Qiu’s expression suddenly changed, and she whispered, “The person who delivered the gun is definitely suspicious. Have someone investigate him first!”