Chapter 856 - 856 857 Can You Control It

Chapter 856: Chapter 857: Can You Control It? Chapter 856: Chapter 857: Can You Control It? “Better just focus on healing and not think too much,” Yang Zhiqi sighed and said, “Fortunately, you are still young. In three years, you’ll only be twenty-four! Then you can…”

At this point, Yang Zhiqi himself felt distressed.

During the last competition, he was framed and lost his chance.

This time, injured and with the date maliciously brought forward, he was unable to participate.

And for the next one…

He simply had no confidence at all.

Meng Chaojun was clearly still in the game, but who knew what was going on, why couldn’t he fight for his own son?

Old Meng had stepped down, and once he did, his power was greatly reduced. Others saw that even his son was not putting in much effort, so they were even less likely to go out of their way to help Meng Xinian.

It could be said that all these years, Meng Xinian had really been fighting on his own merit.

And it wasn’t even a fair fight, because there were always people trying to suppress him.

Too outstanding, too stubborn—from childhood to adulthood, he had offended those people in the compound, none of whom were generous at heart. They were willing to trample on him over a single childhood incident, for a lifetime.

Especially the Gao Family.

“The Fong Family did sing a different tune this time, but they couldn’t stand against the increasingly powerful Gao Family. From what I see, why don’t you talk to your father and see if you can align with the Fong Family? If the Meng Family and the Fong Family join forces, maybe in the future they could counterbalance…”

Yang Zhiqi said a lot, but Meng Xinian remained expressionless, which made Yang Zhiqi pause.

“Meng Xinian! Are you listening to me? It’s not the end of the world if you can’t participate this time…”

“There’s no need,” Meng Xinian suddenly said.

“What?”

“No need to join forces with the Fong Family,” Meng Xinian said coldly as he maneuvered his wheelchair around, “The Fong Family and ours are different paths. As for Fong Jianye, he better not come crawling into my sight again, otherwise, I will still beat him without hesitation.”

He had always disliked Gao Wei and Fong Jianye, yet those two always seemed to flaunt their presence in front of him.

“You little…”

At a time like this, he was still thinking about beating up Fong Jianye?

Meng Xinian said, “Have a car take me back. It’s time for lunch.”

Yang Zhiqi: “…”

Is now really the time to be thinking about lunch?

“Have lunch with me here! Afterward, we’ll talk about your injury. The cafeteria is serving beef today!”

“I wouldn’t eat even if they were serving dragon meat. Is my fiancée here?” Meng Xinian’s indifferent voice came, almost driving Yang Zhiqi to throw the pen holder at the back of his head.

“You’re serious? Isn’t that little fiancée of yours still not grown up? And you already call her your wife?”

Meng Xinian paused, then gritted his teeth.

The remark about her not being grown up hit him hard.

“Even if she hasn’t grown up yet, she’s my wife. Is it any of your business?”

“You little brat, get lost!”

Chiang Xiao had also finished listening to Old Meng’s account of the Elite Supervisor Guard contest. As soon as she heard that Meng Xinian had registered three years ago only to have his name removed, she had been silent.

Chiang Songhai and Ge Liutao were also there, drinking Golden Tea while Old Meng talked about these matters.

But they didn’t think so much; their thoughts were those of ordinary rural elders.

“If he can’t participate this time, he can just register for the next one,” Chiang Songhai said, “What’s important is to heal. Xinian hurt his leg; it needs proper care.”

Ge Liutao also quickly nodded, somewhat anxiously saying, “This Elite Supervisor Guard thing, isn’t it just fighting? He can’t go! What if someone kicks his leg again? Let’s not participate.”