Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 522

Wanxin Su couldn’t help but laugh upon hearing this. She glanced at her phone screen and asked, "Are you so sure it’s my fault, not yours?"

Compared to stock trading, Wanxin Su was even more adept at this.

The highly focused way of monitoring stocks often allowed her to temporarily forget many unhappy things.

Even better, it was an entertainment method that let her avoid unhappiness and make money at the same time—a win-win that she really enjoyed.

Fu Shihan said, "Then let’s have a competition. Every night from nine to midnight, just for a week."

"Sure, whatever you say." Wanxin Su responded unconcernedly, showing no fear at all. "What’s the punishment if I lose?"

"If I lose... should I present myself to you?"

"President Fu, aren’t you being shameless with that offer?" Wanxin Su said with a hint of a smile on her lips. "Using yourself as a bet? I’d rather have the cash."

A person valued less than money—how dire could his plight be?

Fu Shihan sighed quietly to himself, feeling his status had dramatically slipped after just a few days away.

"Alright, if you like money, I’ll give you money," he said resignedly. "But if I win... you have to spend time with me."

Wanxin Su paused her actions, looking at the video on the screen.

"This time, I can’t guarantee."

Fu Shihan’s words were nonchalant; he was looking at Wanxin Su’s computer screen, so he didn’t see her nervous expression.

Wanxin Su swallowed hard and continued her operations in silence. Fu Shihan didn’t rush her, patiently waiting and listening to the clicks of her mouse and keyboard.

Time ticked away, and after a while, Fu Shihan heard her say, "Okay, I agree."

If she lost, she would spend time with him.

Fu Shihan’s lips curled into a smile as he leaned back in his chair, though he immediately began to wonder if perhaps they should make it three days instead of a week.

"Don’t be greedy."

"Tsck... alright, I’ll listen to you."

And so the matter was settled—they would start from tomorrow night, and spend three hours each night for the competition.

It was supposed to be a private matter, as no third party knew when they decided on it.

However, it had been quite a while since Fu Shihan had logged into his futures trading account, and every little move he made would be spotted by many who were always watching him, then enormously exaggerated.

That’s how Fu Shihan was discovered, and he didn’t try to hide it. On the contrary, he was rather looking forward to more people knowing about it, showing off just how impressive his girlfriend was.

So, he decided to go big.

He added a substantial sum of money to the account, making it obvious that he was preparing for a significant move. As a result, more and more people were watching him, and then everyone noticed that he was online every night starting at nine o’clock.

And someone else was feverishly trading at the same time...

Wanxin Su.

This wasn’t the first time the two were pitted against each other, and as usual, it was a grand spectacle watched by everyone.

Wanxin Su had only been competing with him for one night and hadn’t thought much of it until she was bombarded by a reporter with a microphone at a product launch event, asking if she was at odds with Fu Shihan again.

With an embarrassed smile, Wanxin Su explained that the two were just fooling around and that there were no hard feelings.

Then, the reporter stirred the pot by mentioning that some people previously doubted she managed her account herself—that is, all the trading operations in her account were not done by her, which infuriated her.

The suggestion of faking her performance record was simply more upsetting than being accused of having plastic surgery.

You say I’m not pretty? Fine. You say I’m not capable? Unacceptable.