For some reason, Qu Ming felt this scene was eerily familiar, yet he couldn’t recall when or where. Watching the girl walk away, Qu Ming chuckled at himself. "Qu Ming, oh Qu Ming, as if your life could be this good, knowing a girl like her."
Qu Ming turned his gaze in the direction the girl pointed him to. When he saw the slyly smiling man standing nearby, he couldn’t help but get annoyed and walked over to him.
"Didn’t we agree that today it’s my turn? What are you doing here?!" Qu Ming blurted out, not waiting for the man to respond.
The man adjusted his glasses and, seeing Qu Ming’s annoyance, chuckled softly, "I felt a bit uneasy, so I came over."
Qu Ming frowned, "What’s there to be uneasy about? Like always, we’ll win a little bit and leave. Come on, let’s go home."
But before he could move, the man grabbed his arm. The man leaned close, his face unchanged, the usual smile on his lips. However, his words made Qu Ming’s heart skip a beat. "It’s good I came tonight. You’ve been watched... more accurately, both of us have."
Qu Ming froze and couldn’t help but look around. The man swiftly blocked his view with an arm around his shoulder and led him forward, whispering, "We’ve had a winning streak at the Dream Drunk Casino for half a month now. Even though it’s just small amounts, the frequency might have caught their attention."
"So what should we do..." Qu Ming followed the man to a gambling table, pulled out a chip, and was about to place it on the wrong betting spot when the man pulled out his largest chip and dropped it on the same wrong spot.
Qu Ming’s eyes widened, and he jabbed his elbow into the man’s stomach. "Wen Yang! Are you crazy? That’s a million!"
Wen Yang grunted, gave a fake smile to those looking at them, and then pressed Qu Ming’s head down, whispering, "Save your penny-pinching for later. We’ll win it back another time. For now, let’s just get out of here."
Hearing Wen Yang, Qu Ming reluctantly looked at the million, finally deciding not to listen for the result. Either way, the money wouldn’t be his anymore.
Yes, right now, to Qu Ming, the only thing that comforted him a bit was money.
Qu Ming sneaked a glance around and whispered to Wen Yang, "When are we leaving?"
Wen Yang narrowed his eyes, realizing the people he had been watching were now closely following them, causing him to frown deeply. The situation did not look good.
"You’re cheating!" A sudden shout broke the tension, and everyone turned to look at the source. Cheating at Dream Drunk Casino? Wasn’t that asking for trouble? ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel⟡fire.net
A middle-aged man slammed his hand on the table, throwing his cards to the center, pointing at the person opposite him and shouting, "You damn girl, you’re cheating!"
"Cheating? Ha, let me tell you, there’s something more useful than cheating." A cold and mocking voice rang out.
Opposite the middle-aged man, a girl lounged in her chair, her long legs in denim shorts propped up on the gambling table. Her simple high-top sneakers swung lazily as she seemed completely carefree.
A white baseball cap hid her face, with oversized glasses covering half of her small face. Only her red lips, lit by a wicked and lazy smile, were visible.
The girl tilted her chin slightly, chewing gum. Her tongue flicked, and a bubble popped with a soft explosion. Chewing nonchalantly, she drawled with a hint of mischief, "It’s intelligence, uncle."