Rekindling the Youthful Era

Chapter 814 The Old Father's Sorrow
"Huh...huh...huh..."

At this moment, Ying Zhicheng was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently like a giant fan.

Although he had only exchanged punches with Li Luo for about seven or eight minutes, it had exhausted most of his energy.

If he had practiced boxing in the usual way, Ying Zhicheng would never be as tired as he is now.

After all, years of boxing training had taught him a whole set of ways to maintain his stamina.

It can provide exercise without causing excessive fatigue, so as not to affect one's work performance.

But during those seven or eight minutes of sparring, Ying Zhicheng had completely unleashed all his strength, each punch filled with his rage, showing no mercy whatsoever.

After all that commotion, when he finally landed a solid punch on Li Luo's stomach, the pent-up frustration in his heart vanished with that one, leaving him feeling quite exhilarated.

But before he could enjoy himself for long, Ying Zhicheng was startled by his beloved daughter's exclamation.

So when Ying Zhicheng saw Ying Chanxi rushing over to Li Luo's side, his heart skipped a beat, and he sensed something was wrong.

"Are you...are you alright?" Ying Chanxi carefully touched Li Luo's stomach and asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"

"Hmm..." Li Luo actually felt fine and was about to say that there was no problem, but Ying Chanxi had already turned her head angrily to look at Ying Zhicheng.

"Dad, what are you doing? You're practicing your boxing, why are you using so much force?" Ying Chanxi's expression showed that he was genuinely angry.

Ying Zhicheng had never seen his daughter show such an angry expression before. His heart turned cold, and he opened his mouth slightly, unable to express his bitterness.

"I...Xixi, please let me explain...that..."

"What's there to explain?" Ying Chanxi was furious. She clenched her fists and began to accuse him. "I saw it all! You threw several punches at Li Luo, but he just blocked them."

"In the end, they even hit him in the stomach, and with such force!"

"We just moved today, and tomorrow is Li Luo's birthday. What if you hurt him?!"

"Li Luo used to secretly let you win when he sparred with you, aren't you satisfied? If he hadn't held back, he would have beaten you to a pulp long ago!"

"No..." Ying Zhicheng felt a little sad when he heard his beloved daughter scolding him, but he didn't know how to refute her.

As he listened to the end, something seemed off, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "What did you say? Li Luo is letting me win?"

"Um... I have to apologize to Li Luo for what happened just now. I really went too far and couldn't control myself."

"But Xixi, you can't just say things like that. What do you mean by saying that Li Luo always gives in to me?"

When Ying Chanxi heard Ying Zhicheng apologize, her expression softened slightly, but she quickly realized that she had let something slip. She subconsciously looked at Li Luo and scratched her head awkwardly.

However, thinking about how Ying Zhicheng had attacked Li Luo so fiercely just now, she got a little angry again, so she pouted and retorted, "He was just letting you win the whole time, otherwise did you really think you could beat Li Luo?"

"Don't let his short time learning boxing fool you; he learns everything very quickly."

"Even if you study for several years, you are no match for him."

“If it weren’t for the fact that you are his elder, he would never have given in to you all this time.”

"You can't just say things like that." Ying Zhicheng's face showed his disagreement, but in his heart he was deliberately trying to guide Ying Chanxi's attention to the comparison of their boxing skills.

In this way, Ying Chanxi can temporarily ignore the fact that he has launched a heavy attack on Li Luo.

Thinking this, Ying Zhicheng continued, "In boxing, you can only get the basics in a few months at most. Li Luo's current level is already considered to be learning very quickly."

"But to say that he can beat me, I think it's too early to say."

"Is he just bragging to you in private?"

"I'm not bragging!" Ying Chanxi retorted angrily. "If you're so capable, fight him again. This time, let Li Luo not hold back."

"Cough...maybe we should just forget about it?" Li Luo coughed and stopped him, "Uncle Ying didn't use much force just now, it didn't really hurt that much."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zhicheng was immediately enraged; just hearing the boy's voice made him angry.

Especially when he recalled the heartbroken look on his beloved daughter's face, Ying Zhicheng felt as if his heart was breaking.

This was the first time in his life that Ying Chanxi had ever lost his temper with him.

It turned out to be for another man!
This whole mess left Ying Zhicheng feeling utterly disheartened.

It is said that once a daughter is married, she is like water spilled from a cup.

She's not even married yet, and Xixi is already so biased towards outsiders.

What will happen after that?

He's such a failure as a father!
Then he thought of the sixty-two condoms, and the fighting spirit in his chest was reignited.

"Since you're alright, let's listen to Xixi and have another round." Ying Zhicheng took a deep breath, paused for a moment, and his strength was slowly returning.

He had already guessed it; he figured it was because Li Luo was trying to save face in front of his daughter that he was bragging and saying he could beat her.

In fact, this was already Li Luo's full strength when he was sparring with himself.

After all, in boxing, if someone wants to hold back and give an opponent a handicap, they would have to be at least a whole major level below them.

If two people are of similar skill level, how could they possibly let the opponent win?
It's not like Li Luo has only been practicing for a few months and his boxing skills are already better than those of the coaches in the gym, is it?
Ying Zhicheng may not believe it.

Ying Chanxi thought Li Luo was better than him, but that was just a case of love being blind, plus Li Luo being a vain brat who was always trying to save face.

Normally, Ying Zhicheng wouldn't care about the casual banter and jokes between young lovers.

But today!

He had been scolded and berated by his own daughter, and if he couldn't get his revenge, Ying Zhicheng really wouldn't be able to swallow his anger!
"It's alright, just use your full strength. I'll accept it even if you beat me to a pulp." Ying Zhicheng beckoned to Li Luo, signaling him not to hold back. "Let me see your true strength."

Seeing Ying Zhicheng's words, Li Luo hesitated for a long time, then looked at Ying Chanxi and saw that she also had a look of agreement on her face. Finally, he nodded and agreed: "Uncle Ying, do you want to rest for a while? I saw that you were very tired just now."

"No need." Ying Zhicheng waved his hand. "We're just sparring again. If you've really been holding back, the outcome will be decided in two or three minutes."

On the contrary, if she can't subdue him in two or three minutes, doesn't that just mean that brat was just bragging to his daughter?

Ying Zhicheng snorted coldly in his heart, determined to reclaim the place that belonged to him in his daughter's heart!
As Ying Chanxi retreated to the edge of the arena, Ying Zhicheng immediately adopted a boxing stance, staring intently at Li Luo opposite him, displaying 200% focus.

Seeing this, Li Luo had no choice but to take a deep breath and close his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, her memory palace was already fully activated. "Uncle Ying, I'm here."

"Come……"

What the hell!

Before he could finish speaking, Ying Zhicheng felt a gust of wind from a punch coming toward him.

As usual, Ying Zhicheng instinctively raised his fist to block, but the next second, Li Luo had already withdrawn his move and swiftly struck with his left fist, delivering a punch to Ying Zhicheng's shoulder.

Was that right punch just a feint?
Ying Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, but his shoulder didn't hurt because Li Luo had already stopped exerting force.

But he was still somewhat unconvinced and immediately said, "Again!"

For the next two minutes, Ying Zhicheng played defense the entire time and was thoroughly beaten by Li Luo.

Although Li Luo always held back her strength and the blows didn't actually hurt much, Ying Zhicheng felt incredibly frustrated at the thought of embarrassing himself in front of his daughter.

Fortunately, Li Luo didn't intend to kill Ying Zhicheng. After hitting him a few times, he held back, allowing Ying Zhicheng to defend against his offensive rhythm.

Soon, the situation returned to a back-and-forth dynamic.

However, unlike in the past when Ying Zhicheng was on the offensive most of the time, Li Luo was the one who maintained the offensive momentum, and Ying Zhicheng could only barely defend.

But that's about enough.

With both sides stopping simultaneously, Ying Zhicheng, his face dark, had to admit, "Hmm... Li Luo is indeed quite formidable..."

"I knew it!" Ying Chanxi saw her father being completely dominated by Li Luo, and happily ran over to give Ying Zhicheng a towel to wipe his face. Then she took another towel and took the initiative to wipe Li Luo's sweat.

Seeing this scene, Ying Zhicheng felt as if his heart, which had just been shattered, had been mercilessly crushed once more.

It's truly heartbreaking and disheartening, as if we've lost so much.

"Where's the bathroom here? I'm going to take a shower." Ying Zhicheng took a deep breath, forcing himself not to think about these things. All he wanted to do right now was take a shower to calm down.

Upon hearing this, Ying Chanxi offered, "Then I'll take you there. There's a bathroom in the guest room on the first floor. Dad, come with me."

Seeing that Ying Chanxi still had some sense of responsibility towards his daughter, Ying Zhicheng felt relieved, and his mood wasn't so bad anymore.

Following Ying Chanxi to the first floor, Ying Zhicheng entered the guest bedroom's bathroom and began to take a shower.

Meanwhile, Ying Chanxi led Li Luo to the master bedroom on the third floor, into the huge master bathroom, and then very proactively helped Li Luo take off his sweaty shirt.

"I can wash it myself," Li Luo said. "Go back and play mahjong with my mom and the others."

"It's okay, I had Zhusheng take my place." Ying Chanxi squatted down again and helped him take off his pants. "I felt something was off when I saw my dad call you out earlier."

"When I went downstairs, I saw that it was indeed the case."

"He's so old, yet he's still trying to take advantage of you. He's shameless."

"There's no need to say that..." Li Luo was a little embarrassed and rubbed Ying Chanxi's head. "He's still your dad, after all. I think he might be jealous?"

"What are you jealous of?" Ying Chanxi stripped Li Luo naked, then simply took off his own clothes, pulled Li Luo into the shower room, and planned to help him take a bath.

"Is he jealous of you?" Li Luo chuckled, pulling Ying Chanxi into his arms and giving her a quick kiss. "After all, he's taken his precious daughter away, so he's bound to be unhappy with me."

"How can you say that?" Ying Chanxi grumbled, but couldn't help but curl up her lips when Li Luo kissed her. "Well, I still need to find a partner, right? Does he think he'd be happy if I found someone else?"

“I guess all fathers are like this.” Li Luo could understand Ying Zhicheng’s feelings quite well. Even though he was punched in the stomach by Ying Zhicheng, he didn’t feel angry. He just felt helpless and wanted to laugh.

"Let's teach him a lesson today." Ying Chanxi snorted again, turned on the showerhead next to her, and took the initiative to apply shower gel to Li Luo. "If you hadn't always given in to him, how dare he drag you to practice boxing and secretly vent his anger?"

"Actually, I let him punch me on purpose." Li Luo felt the smooth touch of Ying Chanxi's delicate little hands moving over her body and whispered in her ear, "I could tell he was a little jealous, and he was in a bad mood if he didn't vent his anger, so I just let him vent."

"Huh?" Ying Chanxi was surprised to hear this, then speechless, and lightly punched Li Luo. "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"How could I have time to say it?" Li Luo chuckled. "The way that person looked so angry really startled Uncle Ying and me."

"I'm not angry at all..." Ying Chanxi muttered softly, her cheeks slightly flushed. "I'm just being reasonable."

The two chatted while taking a shower.

Meanwhile, Ying Zhicheng, who was taking a shower on the first floor, finally calmed down. After showering and changing his clothes, he returned to the entertainment room on the fourth floor.

However, Ying Chanxi and Li Luo were nowhere to be seen.

He realized that Li Luo was also covered in sweat, probably because she had gone to take a shower, but why wasn't Xi Xi there either?

Thinking of this, Ying Zhicheng's heart skipped a beat, and some image flashed through his mind, causing him to clench his fists tightly once again.

It didn't take long.

When Ying Chanxi and Li Luo returned to the entertainment room, Ying Zhicheng's eyes immediately fell on the two of them, especially on Ying Chanxi.

It's easy to tell someone has just taken a shower.

When Ying Zhicheng discovered that Ying Chanxi also looked like she had just taken a shower, his heart sank instantly.

Ying Chanxi didn't box with them, so she didn't sweat at all. Why would she need to take a bath?

The answer is naturally very simple... wasn't it just that Li Luo, that bastard, dragged him into the washing too?

Ying Zhicheng wouldn't believe a word that nothing happened between the lone man and woman in the bathroom!

Just thinking about how his precious daughter had been dragged into the bathroom and misbehaved by that brat Li Luo a moment ago, Ying Zhicheng's breathing became heavy, and he wished he could punch the kid again.

Then, for some reason, it suddenly popped into his head.

This must be the sixty-third time, right?

The box looked like it had just been used up and a new one hadn't been bought yet.

I don't know if she wore it or not.

Ying Zhicheng had a gloomy face. After finishing his punch, he didn't vent his frustration at all, but instead became even more depressed.

(End of this chapter)