I Was Trapped on the Same Day for a Thousand Years: How Did I Raise Such a Good-for-Nothing Spendthrift?

Welcome to "I'm Trapped in the Same Day for a Thousand Years," exclusively produced by Feilu Novel Network, narrated by Sang Ze Wang Xiaomo Lao He.

There is no hatred without a cause, nor is there love without a cause.

Mao Qi, Tang Shanshan, and He Xinxin are not related by blood, nor have they been neighbors since childhood, and their families have no business dealings.

The reason why the photo was taken of He Xinxin ultimately comes down to Mao Rusong.

Tang Shanshan was influenced by Sister Mao. She was just one of Sister Mao's many girlfriends. Although Sister Mao liked her the most now, it was hard to say what would happen in the future.

Tang Shanshan knew that Mao Qi had arranged for his friends to look after He Xinxin at school, which is why she was kind to He Xinxin they became best friends.

As for Mao Qi, he actually had no idea why his father was taking care of He Shiqin and He Xinxin. Mao Jie was still underage, only 18 years old this year. There were some things he could tell him now, but definitely not in the next few years.

But Mao Rusong had told his son that He Shiqin and He Xinxin had a very powerful family behind them, but they left the family for some reason. Mao Qi understood what he meant, and Mao Rusong also asked his son to help take care of them at school, so things gradually became what they are today.

Moreover, Mao Qi's initial success was due to his father's arrangements.

However, both Mao Qi and Tang Shanshan are now familiar with He Xinxin. He Xinxin is good-looking and has a good personality, so their care for He Xinxin is somewhat genuine, as if they've taken her in as a younger sister.

Wu Chen knew all of this because of He Shiqin and He Xinxin's unique circumstances; Wu Chen knew everything about them very well.

Cat Sister's expression changed as she looked at Wu Chen, her eyes flashing with anger. Wu Chen asked her, "You're so arrogant outside, do your family members know?"

This statement sounds like sarcasm, but Wu Chen wasn't actually being sarcastic; it was just the literal meaning.

Mao Qique certainly didn't think it meant the literal meaning; it was full of sarcasm, a very popular way to insult someone.

Wow, you're something else! You know who I am, and you still dare to act so arrogantly!

Mao Qi tilted his head at Wu Chen, swearing, his tone still very arrogant, the kind of arrogance that only comes with youthful vigor.

Mao Qi wasn't surprised at all; Wu Chen knew his name.

In Dongpu, there are too many people who know Big Qi Bro.

Why are you talking so much nonsense?

Hu Chen smiled as he looked at Mao Qi, who was two meters away.

Wasn't it a fight?

Although I don't have the habit of disciplining other people's children, I really hate it when people swear at me.

Wow, this kid's got a death wish, isn't he?

Hmph, you made me laugh.

On this side, before Mao Qi could say anything, the surroundings suddenly became noisy. Some people even took a few steps forward with sticks in their hands, but no one actually made a move.

The Mao Qi hasn't finished installing its equipment yet; they can't afford to lose sight of priorities.

Wow, you're really awesome! I've never seen anyone like you in my life, you're truly amazing!

Moltke was amused and took his hand out of his pocket as he spoke.

He also took something else with him, something straight tigers use in fights.

Cat Enterprise wouldn't go easy on a tutor. Although his girlfriend Tang Shanshan had told him that the tutor was quite wealthy, driving Mercedes-Benz, and he now saw Wu Chen dressed in expensive clothes, even if the tutor's fees were high, who from a truly privileged family would become a tutor?

Sister Mao felt confident in her ability to assess Wu Chen's social class, so she acted without restraint.

He originally wanted to get the recording back from He Xinxin and just give Wu Chen a beating to make him admit his mistake, but Wu Chen mocked him, and he couldn't stand it.

Having thought it through, Wu Chen saw that Mao Qi had brought Zhihu with him and smiled faintly at Mao Qi, saying, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance."

Mao Qi was so angry he didn't know how to laugh. Fine, I watched for a while, can you still be so arrogant and talk to me like that!

As she spoke, Sister Mao clenched her fist, raised her hand, and gestured sharply, "Give it to me! He'll do it! He'll go!"

A group of people around them were shouting that they should attack, but He Xinxin, who was not far away, was a little panicked. He knew that if a fight broke out, something bad would happen.

The phone suddenly rang, and the abrupt ringing made everyone pause for a moment.

The music was coming from Mao Qi. Mao Qi, who was closest to Wu Chen, paused just as he was about to make a move. He took out his phone, looked at it, and immediately gestured to the people around him, shouting, "Wait a minute!"

The large group of people who had just rushed forward surged for a moment, then all stopped.

Call my dad!

Moltke gestured to his surroundings and spoke loudly and quickly.

Everyone understood that the call from Old Man Moltke was a call they couldn't let his father hear the sounds of fighting.

No parent wants their son to be fighting outside all the time. You're lucky, I'll let you be arrogant for a little while longer.

Mao Qi glanced at Wu Chen again, grinned, and said something.

He didn't realize that this wasn't luck, but something that was destined to happen.

Mao Qi said to Wu Chen, then interrupted, "You little brat, can't you stop causing me trouble every day? I'll break your legs!"

Wow!

When Mao Rucong opened his mouth, he was so angry that he looked like he wanted to strangle his own son.

Moltke was stunned by the direct insult; his heart tightened, and his head buzzed.

In the circle of second and third-generation young people in Dongpu, no matter how powerful he is, he is still afraid of his father. Without his father, he is nothing.

He hadn't heard his father get so angry with him in years, yelling at him like that, and right off the bat. Why was that?

Mao Qi doesn't know why, so it's impossible for him to have thought of it immediately.

Mao Qi subconsciously responded in a very low voice, and then fell silent.

He instinctively wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to explain.

I think Mao Rucong almost had a heart attack, and only after calming down did he urgently ask if they had made a move.

Um?

Ah, Mao Qi is still confused. I'm asking you a question: Did you lay a hand on Mr. Wu?

Mao Rucong gritted his teeth and asked, "Who?"

Mao Qi was still caught off guard by the barrage of insults.

Who are you talking about?

Who are you going to beat up if you call so many people to the park?

Who else are you asking me about?

How could I have given birth to such a spendthrift brat!

Mao Rusong is truly furious!

Holding his phone, Mao Qi looked at Wu Chen with a bewildered expression, and finally understood why.

Um?

Haven't they taken any action yet?

Not yet, right?

Cat Sister spoke haltingly to her phone.

Good, good that they didn't do anything.

Mao Rusong said "good" several times.

He breathed a deep sigh of relief.

He received the report from his subordinate a minute or two earlier, informing him that his son had brought over a hundred men, armed with weapons, and was about to attack Mr. Wu.

Mao Rusong almost had a heart attack; he was terrified.

Moreover, this fear is two-way, because he knows that Wu Chen must be very skilled, his marksmanship is like that of a ghost, Gu Ruibo also mentioned some things to him, he is not human.

So he was worried about both Wu Chen and his son getting into trouble.

Who knows if Wu Chen was carrying a gun? Who knows how many of those 100-plus young thugs would have to be killed by Wu Chen before they'd be scared into leaving?

Regardless of the outcome, Mao Rucong felt that he might lose his family and his life because of it.

Okay, really okay, thank goodness we haven't started yet.

He?

Who is he?

Mao Qi asked again, stammering. He was intimidated by his master's attitude. As he asked, he took a few steps to the side, covering his mouth with his hand and using the whip to shield himself, not wanting anyone to hear.

You don't even know who he is, why are you messing around?

Mao Rusong also scolded him, saying he came from the bottom and had little education, and that he used a lot of foul language when he was angry.

No, Dad, what do I, Mao Qixiang, need to explain?

You said we should all treat him like a father, so who is he?

You little brat, Mao Rucong, are using profanity again.

Mao Qi was stunned again, because the Nigu Shu that Mao Rucong mentioned was Gu Rui Bo, a core member of the third generation of the Magic City Gu Family in Shanghai who was even more powerful than Mao Rusong.

Dad, this is way too much!

Cat Sister stammered, as if her brain wasn't working properly.

Exaggerate?

Damn it, why would I lie to you?

Would I ever hurt you?

Mao Rusong, enraged, cursed again.

This is his own son. If it were anyone else, Mao Rusong be so furious that he wouldn't just curse them; he would kill them.

Moreover, Mao Rusong wasn't exaggerating to scare his son; he genuinely believed it. It's just that he used exaggerated words, but the situation was anything but exaggerated.

It's not just because of yesterday's situation and Gu Rui Bo's attitude towards Wu Chen yesterday, but also because of today.

Just this afternoon, Gu Rui Bo and Mao Rusong met again. The two talked for a long time, and Mao Rusong could clearly sense that Gu Rui Bo regarded Wu Chen as a more important person than himself, treating him with great respect and deference.

Therefore, Mao Rusong's assessment of Wu Chen's identity and abilities today is even higher than it was yesterday.

While making the phone call, Moji paced to the side, constantly covering his mouth.

While talking to his father on the phone, he would occasionally glance at Wu Chen, and the changes in his facial expressions were quite exaggerated.

More than 100 people around him were watching him make a low-pitched phone call, but they couldn't hear what he was saying. They could only watch Mao Qi's facial expressions change, which were quite a sight. No one knew what shocking news he had heard.

Two minutes later, do you understand?

Mao asked her son over the phone.

Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll definitely give you my best.

Mao Qi didn't know how to make any promises. He was very panicked. He felt that he might either get into trouble on the spot or go home. He really felt that his father might break his legs. His father had a terrible temper and said some very scary things.

"Alright, alright," Mao Rucong interrupted his son, then asked, "Is Mr. Wu here?"

Uh, wouldn't it be better if you just gave him the phone over there?

The cat looked up again, its gaze towards Wu Chen like that of a mischievous student who had just met the headmaster. It was very uneasy and didn't pull him a few steps. It walked to within a meter of Wu Chen and began to stammer, unsure of how to address him.

Uh, uh, what?

As he spoke, my dad handed his phone to Wu Chen. Wu Chen smiled at him, took the phone, and put it to her ear.

Mr. Mao, Wu Chen addressed him with a faint smile Mr. Wu.

Uh, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding.

Oh dear, this is truly a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple! Hehehe, look at the mess I've made! My son doesn't even know you! Sigh, don't blame me, I notified the people below, but I never expected him to be so familiar with you.

Well, I can't really talk to him about this. He's still a child, even though he's young. I can't force him to be a child. Mao Qi is already 18, a legal adult.

Mao Rusong appeared relaxed and cheerful, explaining things with a smile, but in reality, he was extremely flustered inside.

Who knows what kind of temper Wu Chen has? His own son hired over 100 people to beat him up. Anyone in that situation, even someone with a big temper, wouldn't just let it go with a few shouts.

Fine.

Wu Chen, however, said...

That was said too casually, and Wu Chen didn't offer any further response, which only made it seem like he was just going through the motions.

Mr. Wu.

Sigh, I knew it, Mr. Wu, you can't hold a grudge against a child. He was definitely in the wrong. I'll deal with him, Mr. Wu, don't worry.

Mao Rucong was laughing and talking. He had no choice but to agree with Wu Chen for the time being. He said that this matter would definitely need to be evaluated in other ways later, otherwise he wouldn't be at ease.

Mao Qi was standing right opposite Wu Chen. Because of the close proximity, he could not only hear Wu Chen speaking, but also hear the sounds from the phone. Knowing what his father had said made him even more flustered. His father addressed the young man named Wu Chen with utmost respect.

Alright, that's enough for now, Mr. Mao, I have something else to do.

Wu Chen added, seemingly unwilling to say too much to Mao Rusong.

Hmm.

Okay, okay, then Mr. Wu, could you please give my son the phone?

Mao Rusong immediately replied.

Wu Chen handed over the phone.

Mao Qi took the phone, then covered his mouth and walked a few steps away. No one knew what Mao Rusong said to him, but he talked for a full minute.

Sister Mao responded with a series of "humphs" and "hahs," nodding repeatedly and agreeing incessantly.

Soon, Mao Qi finally hung up the phone. He put away his phone and looked at Wu Chen with an unnatural expression, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know how to start.

There were over 100 people around, all watching him. Some were waiting for his order, while others had already sensed something was wrong and were watching intently.

Just now, Wu Chen received a call from Mao Wurusong. After exchanging a few words, Wu Chen's tone and word choice sounded very off.

I'm not playing anymore.

Wu Chen spoke up, smiling faintly as she asked Mao Qi, "You're not fighting anymore? You're not fighting anymore? Don't misunderstand, Sister Mao is finally talking!" She raised her hand and gestured, then noticed the paper tiger she was still holding. She immediately pulled it off and nervously put it in her pocket.

Uh, it's a misunderstanding.

Sister Wu also wanted to call him Mr. Wu, but after a pause, he changed his address and said, "I was wrong, Uncle. I didn't know you and my dad were friends. Uncle Wu, uh, it's all a misunderstanding."

As she spoke, Sister Mao clasped her hands together and shook them, gesturing wildly, seemingly trying to force an effect.

He inherited his father's talent perfectly; he not only apologized but also tried to get close to people. The more than 100 people around him were completely dumbfounded at that moment, and they were so confused that they felt like their logic was all messed up.

Putting everything else aside, Wu Chen looks to be in his early twenties. If he wears a suit and looks a bit more mature, he'd look to be around twenty-three or twenty-four.

Sister Mao is 18 years old, just a few years shy of the age when she should stop swearing.

Wu Chen then asked Mao Qi, "How dare you!"

Oh, I was wrong, Uncle, I was really wrong. I apologize to you, I sincerely apologize.

As she spoke, Sister Mao bowed to Wu Chen, then suddenly turned around.

A group of rich kids next to the sports car were gesturing and shouting, "Who just swore? Apologize to me right now!"

As he shouted, he turned his back to Wu Chen and frantically winked and gestured to his brothers, urging them to apologize repeatedly.

Many people apologized to Wu Chen with bewildered expressions.

Mao Xi is a big brother in the circle with amazing influence, and a group of people were confused by his behavior. Seeing that Mao Qi was so nervous, some of them understood that he had probably offended someone even his father wouldn't dare to offend. Could he please be a little more composed? And you guys, come on, come on, apologize to us together.

As she spoke, Sister Mao gestured around to imply that it was very scary, and then said, "Come on, follow me."

Sister Mao called out, then turned to Wu Chen, who was standing at attention obediently, and bowed, saying, "I'm sorry, Uncle, I'm sorry."

More than 100 people shouted at the same time as Mao Qi, and a large group of people bowed at the same time, which was quite a spectacular scene.

Wu Chen's expression shifted slightly. In fact, his perception of Mao Qi was that this kid had unlimited potential. After all, he was still young, had just graduated from high school, and was a spoiled brat. But he already knew how to bend and stretch, had a strong appeal, and was particularly good at coaxing people.

Is it embarrassing?

Mao Qi didn't feel embarrassed, or rather, he could accept the embarrassment.

The Small Square fell silent for a moment; let it go.

Wu Chen smiled and said, "Hey, everyone, get out of here!"

That's it!

Mao Qi immediately stood up straight, gestured around, and said to Wu Chen, "Then I'll go first."

After saying that, he turned and left.

They walked briskly, almost jogging, and more than 100 people scattered like birds and beasts, all walking quickly!

He Xinxin, where are you going?

Wu Chen suddenly called out to He Xinxin, who was trying to slip away in the chaos.

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