Chapter 252's experiences were written into a novel, and readers were moved to tears!

Immediately after, a flurry of hurried footsteps was heard—it was the sound of the misses charging out with a spatula in hand.

"What?!"

"Liu Jianguo! You old rogue! What did you just say?!"

Accompanying his wife's angry roar, Liu Jianguo felt as if the sky was collapsing.

He looked at his daughter's expression, which practically screamed 'I've worried myself sick for this family,' and finally realized what had happened.

It turned out...

His description just now—

Things like 'promised to give them something but broke the appointment.'

Things like 'did something I'm sorry for.'

Things like 'wanted to get in touch but was blocked.'

Things like 'the other party is angry and ignoring me.'

To a teenage girl, this plot...

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This was completely the standard melodramatic romance drama of a scumbag breaking a heart, a mistress throwing a tantrum, followed by mutual blocking and obsessive stalking!

This was her so-called 'more critical problem'?

This was her so-called 'fatal' issue?

It was indeed fatal!

It was going to cost him his life!

"No! Honey, let me explain!"

"This is a misunderstanding! This is a huge misunderstanding!"

Liu Jianguo jumped up from the sofa, looking at his wife who was approaching murderously with a spatula, and then at his 'traitorous daughter' who was still fanning the flames from the side.

He was beyond speechless, practically on the verge of tears.

This Li Jiajun...

This kid is practically toxic!

He hadn't even met the guy yet, and just trying to contact him had nearly caused his wife to leave him and his family to fall apart?

This fate of his...

It really is wickedly unlucky!

A short while later.

Imperial Capital, liu family.

The tense atmosphere in the living room had finally eased slightly from the state of a near-explosive family ethics tragedy.

Liu Jianguo sat on the sofa, cold sweat still hanging on his forehead.

Opposite him was his wife, still holding the spatula, her eyes filled with scrutiny.

To his side was his younger daughter, sitting cross-legged on a single sofa, munching on potato chips with a 'watching a good show' look in her eyes.

These two women, one big and one small, constituted the 'Supreme Court' that Liu Jianguo had to face at this moment.

"Ahem."

Liu Jianguo cleared his throat, feeling his throat go dry.

To prove his innocence and show he wasn't the kind of old scumbag who fooled around outside.

He had to produce some 'hard evidence.'

Of course, as an old comrade with strong principles, he didn't violate any confidentiality regulations. He didn't reveal that Li Jiajun held a powerful weapon like Starlink, nor did he say the kid was actually a national treasure.

He simply took out his phone, skillfully opened a few news pages, and handed it to his wife.

"Honey, look."

"This is that Li Jiajun, the 'friend' who blocked me."

The phone screen displayed news reports about the 'Militia General' Li Jiajun that had been going viral online recently.

In the corners of those news photos or in the background of the videos, one could often see a middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit or a jacket, looking serious while having to follow behind Li Jiajun to clean up his messes.

That man was precisely Liu Jianguo.

"See? Every time he caused trouble, wasn't it me who went to handle it?"

Liu Jianguo pointed at himself in the photos, explaining with a bitter face:

"I am his... well, let's call it the clean-up captain."

"Although this kid is a genius, he's also a troublemaker. Between him and me, it's a purely professional relationship, along with an elder's care for a junior!"

"As for why I was blocked..."

At this point, Liu Jianguo sighed, his face showing genuine, heartfelt frustration:

"This is indeed my fault."

"Didn't I promise him before that I'd use my experience to show him a clear path, making sure the products he makes in the future are absolutely safe and won't result in the authorities knocking on his door?"

"As it turns out... I've been too busy lately and delayed the matter."

"The kid has a temper. He felt he was being played and that my credit was bankrupt, so in a fit of anger, he deleted and blocked me."

"That's all there is to it!"

"There's really no messy romance! At my age, where would I even find the energy for that!"

After hearing Liu Jianguo's tearful explanation and seeing those solid photos in the news.

Liu Jianguo's wife's expression finally softened.

She put down the spatula and gave her husband a sidelong glance:

"Fine, fine, look at you making such a fuss."

"If it's about work, why didn't you just say so? You had to be all secretive, acting like a thief—how could people not misunderstand?"

"I'm going to heat up the food; it's getting cold."

With that, his wife turned and went back to the kitchen.

Alarm deactivated.

Liu Jianguo let out a long breath and slumped onto the sofa, feeling that this battle was more exhausting than negotiating with Ugly Country.

Just then.

A 'crunch, crunch' sound of chewing came from the side.

Liu Jianguo turned his head and met his younger daughter's large, clear eyes.

The little girl's mouth was stuffed with potato chips, her cheeks bulging.

She looked at her father, her eyes holding no 'so that's how it is' admiration, but rather a sense of... deep disdain.

It was the disdain of the 'Post-10s' for an old-fashioned internet novice like her father.

"Dad."

The younger daughter swallowed the chips, patted the crumbs off her hands, and said in a mature tone:

"I get it now."

"So you've been fussing all night, making such a mess of yourself and nearly starting a family war."

"Just because that brother blocked your main account and you can't reach him anymore?"

Liu Jianguo nodded with a worried face: "Yeah, phone blocked, WeChat deleted. I can't get in touch even if I want to."

"I even thought about buying a plane ticket and heading straight there, but I'm afraid the kid will just give me the cold shoulder."

...

Looking at her father's distressed face.

The younger daughter rolled her eyes grandly.

She looked at Liu Jianguo with a gaze that said 'how can you not figure this out' and 'how did you become a leader being this dumb.'

Then, she hit the nail on the head and perfunctorily gave a solution:

"Gosh, what's the big deal?"

"If he won't add your main account, can't you just use an alt account to add him?"

"Set up an alt account, change the profile picture to a pretty girl, or someone who looks like a client—wouldn't that work?"

"You're so silly."

These words made Liu Jianguo see the light.

His whole body jolted.

He stared blankly at his daughter, his mouth slightly ajar.

A few seconds later.

"Slap!"

Liu Jianguo slapped his thigh hard, letting out a sharp sound.

"Oh!"

"Why didn't I think of that!"

Liu Jianguo realized the truth, then patted his forehead in frustration.

"I really am getting old and senile!"

"My brain just couldn't make the turn!"

Yes!

Such a simple logic, why hadn't he thought of it?

If you're blocked, just switch accounts!

He had been trapped by the habitual thinking of 'must use my status to pressure people' or 'must treat others with complete honesty'!

"You young people really have flexible minds!"

Liu Jianguo gave his daughter a thumbs up, the gloom in his heart instantly swept away.

No sooner said than done.

As a man of action, Liu Jianguo immediately rummaged through a drawer and found a spare phone with a secondary SIM card that he almost never used.

Power on, download WeChat, register an account.

The whole process was smooth as silk.

To increase the acceptance rate, he deliberately didn't use his real photo as a profile picture, but chose a very common landscape photo—a Guest-Greeting Pine.

This was the standard for middle-aged men; it looked steady and was unlikely to raise suspicion.

He also picked a casual name: 'Serenity Leads Far'.

Having done all this, he entered the phone number he already knew by heart into the search bar—Li Jiajun's number.

Search.

Click [Add to Contacts].

...

Meanwhile.

Baishui City, Li Family Toy Factory.

Li Jiajun had just finished dinner at the factory canteen and returned to his office.

He was slumped in his chair, scrolling through short videos on his phone while thinking about what 'safe' money he should make next without Uncle Liu's guidance.

Just then.

"Ding-dong."

The WeChat notification sounded.

Li Jiajun glanced at it and noticed a red dot on the contacts tab.

"Eh? Who's adding me?"

He clicked to open it.

It was a new account called 'Serenity Leads Far' with a Guest-Greeting Pine profile picture.

No verification message.

Li Jiajun's eyebrows rose slightly.

Accounts like this were usually either selling tea, promoting invoices, or some Netizen who saw the livestream and wanted to get close.

Normally, Li Jiajun might not even pay attention.

But today he was a bit bored, and since he had just deleted Liu Jianguo, his list felt a bit quiet without someone to bicker with.

"Whatever, let's accept and see who it is."

Li Jiajun didn't think much of it and casually clicked [Accept].

...

Imperial Capital, liu family.

Seeing the system prompt on the screen: [You are now friends. You can start chatting now.]

Liu Jianguo was so excited he nearly jumped off the sofa.

"It went through! It passed!"

He rubbed his hands excitedly, feeling like he was a master of infiltration.

"Hmph, brat, you're still a bit green, aren't you?"

"You don't recognize your Uncle Liu just because I changed my skin?"

The corners of Liu Jianguo's mouth curled up in a smug smile.

He immediately brought up the input method, his thumbs tapping rapidly on the screen.

He wanted to pour out all the words he'd been holding back, as well as that brilliant 'fishing rod' idea, to this kid in one go.

[Input box: Little Li, it's Uncle Liu. Don't be in a hurry to delete me; I've really found a direction for you this time!]

Liu Jianguo typed very fast; after all, the typing speed of an old office hand who writes reports is well-practiced.

However.

When he tried to send it.

That familiar red exclamation mark appeared on his screen again!

Immediately after, a line of text popped up at the bottom:

[The other party has enabled friend verification. You are not his (her) friend yet...]

Huh?

The smile on Liu Jianguo's face instantly froze.

He stared blankly at the screen, his fingers still hovering in mid-air, his whole body as if his pressure points had been struck, motionless.

Wh—what's the situation?

I haven't even sent it yet?

I haven't even finished typing?

And I've... been deleted again?

Liu Jianguo felt like his brain was completely failing him.

"Damn it!"

This old leader, who always prioritized his refinement, finally couldn't help but swear.

"Does this kid have X-ray vision?"

"Or did he install a monitor on my phone?"

"You mean to say... before I even sent it, while it was showing 'typing' on his end, he recognized it was me? And then he deleted me?"

"How is that possible?!"

"I didn't expose myself! This Guest-Greeting Pine avatar is so common! This name is so elegant!"

"How did he recognize me?!"

...

On the other side.

Li Jiajun put down his phone and gave a cold laugh.

After he accepted the friend request, he was originally wondering which unknown Netizen this was.

But as soon as he opened the chat box.

He saw that line of text in the status bar at the top:

[The other party is typing...]

In that instant.

He immediately felt a familiar scent, that Uncle Liu vibe of 'about to screw me over again,' wafting through the internet cable.

Li Jiajun didn't even need to trigger his 'Heaven-Defying Comprehension' panel.

Purely based on the victim instinct he'd developed after being set up by Liu Jianguo countless times recently.

He concluded that the person on the other side, still huffing and puffing while typing a long-winded message, was absolutely that haunting Liu Jianguo!

Besides him, no one would spend so long brewing their first sentence after adding a friend!

Besides him, no one could give him such an ominous premonition!

"Hmph, you think I won't recognize you just because you changed your skin?"

"Want to play me? No way!"

And so.

Without hesitation and with fluid movements, Li Jiajun clicked the profile, went to the top right corner, and deleted the contact.

The entire process took less than three seconds.

Having done all this, Li Jiajun tossed his phone onto the desk, feeling refreshed.

"Fighting with me? Uncle Liu is still Uncle Liu, but I am no longer that naive Little Li."

Previously, it was his own fault for being too naive, letting himself be requisitioned so many times while still dealing with the man. From now on, he was determined to stay far away from this Uncle Liu.

Damn, if his experiences were written into a novel, the readers would probably cry out of pity for him.

It was too miserable; he had been far too miserable lately.