CHAPTER 323: CHAPTER 323

Jiang Moxi directly brushed away the man’s hand that was holding her chin, her eyes starkly confronting Fu Youhan through her porcelain-like skin, clear and bright.

"Not at all. He just thinks you’re too handsome, afraid you’re the Evil Concubine that brings disaster to the country, which would hinder my career."

Si Lin has always been at odds with Fu Youhan. How could such a person possibly compliment Fu Youhan on his looks?

Jiang Moxi was clearly telling blatant lies.

But Fu Youhan couldn’t deny that Jiang Moxi’s nonsense struck a chord with him, diffusing much of his anger from moments ago.

Thus, he found the leisure to banter with Jiang Moxi again.

"What kind of career are you pursuing? Who knows, I might not only not hinder you; I might even lend you a helping hand!"

Jiang Moxi, looking at the sincerity in Fu Youhan’s eyes, showed a hint of hesitation in her clear eyes.

She wanted to ask Fu Youhan, if her career was that of an assassin, would he still support her!

But just when certain words were about to slip out, Fu Youhan’s phone suddenly rang.

Fu Youhan was going to simply hang up the call, but upon seeing something, he pressed the answer button in haste.

Fu Youhan brought the phone to his ear to listen, and while Jiang Moxi could not hear what was being said on the other end, she could clearly distinguish that it was a melodious female voice.

Fu Youhan responded quickly, "I’ll be right there, wait for me."

Jiang Moxi’s beautiful eyes suddenly grew much darker.

But whether it was the poor lighting in the club, or that Fu Youhan was in a hurry to meet that woman, and did not have extra time to decipher the expression on Jiang Moxi’s face or guess her mood, remained unclear.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Youhan pulled Jiang Moxi down from his lap, whispering softly, "Xixi, I have some matters to deal with."

He didn’t even ask if Jiang Moxi agreed to his departure, just signaled to Chi Jing to come forward and push him away.

Watching the man’s hasty retreat, Jiang Moxi felt a strange sense of coldness.

Not the kind felt by the body, but one emanating from within.

Moreover, she felt something rapidly slipping away from the palm of her hand...

"Moxi, why did Third Master Fu leave first?" As soon as Fu Youhan left, Yu Dingding hurried to Jiang Moxi’s side for company.

Jiang Moxi lowered her eyes, trying hard to conceal the sadness she felt should not exist: "He said he had things to do."

"Do you want to leave? If you do, I’ll go with you."

Yu Dingding also disliked hanging around these socialites and young masters, feeling like a plaything at their disposal.

But when Jiang Moxi asked her, "Your sweetheart is almost being hooked away by other women, aren’t you going to do something about it?"

Yu Dingding had just taken a sip of her cocktail and almost spat it out.

Hmm, her use of the term "sweetheart" for Ye Chen sounded sickeningly wrong to someone.

Just as Yu Dingding was about to tell Jiang Moxi that this "sweetheart" wasn’t hers to worry about, Si Ruo suddenly came over and provocatively stared at Jiang Moxi.

"Jiang Moxi, the competition at the Hunting Ground last time had no outcome. How about a dart competition here today?"

Yu Dingding couldn’t stand Si Ruo always targeting Jiang Moxi and spoke up before Jiang Moxi could respond.

"What do you mean no outcome last time? If it wasn’t for Moxi killing that Cheetah for you, do you think you’d still be standing here to play?"

Yu Dingding’s chipping in immediately made Si Ruo’s face turn exceedingly unsightly.

Because previously, Si Ruo took pride in her shooting skills and in having brought honor to her country.

Whenever people saw her and talked about her in private, they would always sing praises about these two aspects.

However, since the ordeal at the Hunting Ground, people have been gossiping privately that the shooting skills she had cultivated with so much effort were not even comparable to Jiang Moxi’s, who came from the countryside and had never undergone any formal training.

And such remarks had somehow been spread by someone, prompting many who did not participate in the Hunting Ground event to even approach Si Ruo, asking if it was true.

Like Yu Dingding had said, it wasn’t a few who outright claimed that Si Ruo’s life was saved by Jiang Moxi.

Si Ruo became increasingly distressed by such talk and, if possible, she would rather Jiang Moxi hadn’t saved her, preferring even to just die.

Therefore, Si Ruo felt that today she must redeem herself and beat Jiang Moxi, making everyone shut their mouths!

"That was an accident, I’m confident that if Jiang Moxi herself were targeted by a Cheetah, she would also be scared stiff and unable to shoot. If it were me, I could easily shoot and save her life."

As Si Ruo defended herself, she once again provocatively looked at Jiang Moxi: "What’s the matter? Scared to compete with me again? Afraid of being humiliated by washing my shoes?"

Jiang Moxi, feeling particularly downhearted due to Fu Youhan’s departure, wanted to vent a bit and thus agreed: "Let’s compete."

Si Ruo, somewhat excited to see Jiang Moxi agree to the competition, couldn’t help but also wanted to mock Jiang Moxi.

"Alright, we’ll compete in dart throwing. Ten darts each, and whoever scores the most points wins."

Si Ruo proposed a darts competition, also with her own ulterior motives.

After all, previously Jiang Moxi has shot a Cheetah directly in the head, and although her marksmanship may not surpass Si Ruo’s, it should not be far behind.

But when it comes to darts, Si Ruo felt she had a definite advantage over marksmanship.

This is because Si Ruo often practiced darts while practicing her shooting, and even competed in darts when socializing with peers, where she almost always emerged victorious.

Si Ruo thought Jiang Moxi would at least haggle with her, and was already considering how to persuade Jiang Moxi.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Moxi simply nodded: "Agreed."

Si Ruo hurriedly suggested: "Just washing shoes as the bet for the competition seems a bit boring. How about, the loser must address the winner as ’Madame’ every time they meet in the future?"

Yu Dingding became more and more convinced that Si Ruo was setting a trap for Jiang Moxi, and annoyed, said: "Why do you get to call all the shots?"

"I didn’t stop her from speaking," Si Ruo scoffed lightly.

Seeing that she can’t persuade Si Ruo, Yu Dingding simply went to pull Jiang Moxi’s hand: "Let’s go back, no need to play these childish games."

But Si Ruo blocked Yu Dingding’s way: "She’s already agreed to compete with me, why are you jumping up and down here? Who do you think you are?"

Si Ruo confronted Yu Dingding with a disdainful tone and a contemptuous look, as if she were leagues above Yu Dingding.

Ye Chen was being pulled aside by the club manager, discussing today’s business and had not noticed the commotion here.

And the others, seeing Yu Dingding ridiculed by Si Ruo, had no intention to help.

Because in their eyes, Yu Dingding was still a nightclub hostess, inherently inferior to them - the privileged born ladies and young masters, and deserved to be bullied by them.

Jiang Moxi witnessed everyone’s reaction and suddenly chuckled: "Dingding is not some nobody; she’s my friend! I can accept all your proposals for the competition, but I want to add a wager!"

Si Ruo asked: "What wager?"

As for Jiang Moxi saying Yu Dingding is her friend or whatever, Si Ruo did not care, nor did she ask further.

Because in Si Ruo’s eyes, Jiang Moxi was a lowlife!

What’s there to ask about a lowlife and her friend?

Jiang Moxi faced Si Ruo, sneering: "If you lose this competition to me, not only will you have to address me as ’Madame’ every time you see me but also formally apologize to Dingding!"

Si Ruo sneered back: "A call girl like her does not deserve my apology."

"Then there’s no need for this competition." Jiang Moxi said, about to leave with Yu Dingding in an uncompromising manner.

Si Ruo had finally gotten Jiang Moxi to agree to the competition, not allowing her a chance to redeem herself—how could she let Jiang Moxi leave?

She immediately changed her tune: "Fine, if I lose, I will apologize to her!"

Si Ruo felt confident, as she would not be the one losing, so who was she to fear!

Thus, the terms settled, the dart competition officially began...