I Am Born With A Sliver Spoon

For two days, Chen Hao had searched for Yang Xia, wondering what kind of person she’d become. Yes, she’d done many unforgivable things to him, but try as he might, his anger had never once turned to hatred.

He’d reminded himself over and over that Yang Xia was no longer the girl he knew during his first two years of university; she was a changed woman, and there was no need for him to hold back. But every time when he really needed it, he couldn’t find it in himself to hate her. Instead, he remembered the time when they were still dating, and she never gave up on him no matter how poor he’d become.

After all, it was all too easy for Chen Hao to exact revenge on them with the power he held now. Take Yang Lu, for example. Today, he’d been perfectly capable of teaching her a good lesson, maybe even a permanent one. But he still couldn’t do it.

Meanwhile, a corner of Yang Xia’s lips lifted in a cold sneer when she spotted Chen Hao, and he got nothing more than a fleeting glance before she was guided by Qi Wei to the foremost seat.

“I say, why are you all standing there and gawking at us? Your seats are over there! Of course, if you insist upon sitting here, I wouldn’t be able to stop you, Young Master Chen,” Qi Wei scoffed at Chen Hao, then pointed to the table next to the foremost one.

To anybody else, acquiring that seat would have been an honor. But to Chen Hao, it only meant he was being looked down upon, and that meaning was not lost on his increasingly agitated supporters.

In the meantime, the other guests were all watching the scene unfold with cold amusement. Chen Hao was smart enough to know what just happened—the Long family’s supporters far outnumbered his, and practically everyone who’d just greeted him warmly had been preparing for this humiliation.

As Yang Xia and Long Shaoyun sat, she smiled at Chen Hao with a gaze that seemed to say, “How does it feel to be humiliated like this?”

“Qi, you little—” Huang Yonghao was pissed enough that he’d turned pale. If it weren’t for Chen Hao restraining him, he’d have started a fight right then and there. Chen Hao, on the other hand, was trying to resolve the problem cautiously while he made his way to the second table.

try to beat me up! Truly,

Young Master Chen! I’ll lead you there!” After that, Chen Hao and the others

Hao was just about to sit when Qi Wei shouted again, “I’m sorry, Young Master Chen, but I’ve reserved this seat for a

snort, some of the guests

took a deep breath and moved to the neighboring

Master Chen, but I’ve

Qi Wei a glare, then

Young Master Chen, but

resounding smack; the impact of it was so forceful that Chen Hao’s hand stung and Qi Wei was sent tumbling to the ground with a hand to his burning cheek. Naturally, this loud

at his swollen cheek. He was

sorry, Mr. Qi. My hands were feeling itchy today, and I couldn’t

upright and

in his pocket. It took Qi Wei a while to realise the stakes at hand; no matter what anyone said, Chen Hao was still the richest man in all of Jin Ling and his sister

would risk alienating the Chen siblings over him. The thought of that sent shivers down Qi Wei’s spine. He’d been given a free pass to humiliate Chen Hao, but

if I sit here, Mr. Qi?” Chen Hao sneered, then shook his painful wrist and sat down in the

course, Young Master Chen. Take a