After finishing speaking, he stood up, somewhat agitatedly spouted, "I’m going out for some fresh air!"
This is like taking ten thousand points of damage!
As the richest man in Jiang City, Qin Jin never lacked women by his side, but all of those women were after his money.
He never believed in true love, so over the years, he only carried on with those women for fun and never took it seriously.
After Qin Jin left the private room, a waiter quickly came to clean up the dining table.
After tidying up, the waiter brought some fruits and desserts, setting up a card table in the private room for their entertainment.
All being influential and wealthy young masters, they didn’t care about money and gambled big in the card games.
Shen Cheng watched them play a round with hundreds of thousands at stake.
Damn, that’s enough to build a villa!
Shi Yu wasn’t interested in playing cards, but he didn’t spoil their fun either, declaring that he’d cover the losses of the first three rounds.
After three rounds, the losses amounted to more than two million seven hundred thousand.
The rich really know how to play; the money others wouldn’t earn in their entire lives is squandered by them in less than ten minutes.
She gave a light cough, "If you keep gambling this big, I’m calling the police!"
His woman, as expected, wasn’t easy to deal with.
The few young masters playing cards heard what she said but didn’t take it seriously, they chuckled and remarked, "Sister-in-law, don’t joke with us like that," and continued with their game.
Seeing them keep raising the stakes, Shen Cheng simply took out her phone and pressed the ’110’ digits on the dial pad.
Only after they finished the round did she wave her phone in front of them, "Recognize these numbers?"
"Sister-in-law, you’re actually calling the police!"
"Sister-in-law, we’re just betting a little for fun, it’s not illegal."
Is this what you call a little bet? Shen Cheng wanted to say, one round of cards involving hundreds of thousands, is that really a small bet?
"Yeah, sister-in-law, look, this round was just a little over seven hundred thousand in losses and gains..."
Just? Shen Cheng raised an eyebrow, her face lined with disbelief, over seven hundred thousand, just...
Although she had become accustomed to Shi Yu’s extravagance, she still found it somewhat unacceptable for them to gamble such large amounts of money.
One round of cards at seven hundred thousand, eighteen rounds would be seven million.
In ten minutes, it amounted to nearly ten million in losses and gains!
Damn, did they rob these money from a bank or what?
"If I tell you to bet smaller, you bet smaller, cut the crap."
Seeing Shen Cheng unhappy, Mr. Shi couldn’t help but speak up, his proud sword eyebrows raised, his eyes cold and indifferent.
He was domineering, strong-willed, still as insufferably arrogant as ever.
With no other choice, the young masters had to play for smaller stakes. Indeed, the bets were reduced significantly, with about a hundred thousand at stake for each round.
Seeing that Shen Cheng was still gloomy, Shi Yu’s face darkened, "Even smaller."
So they had to reduce their chips even further; after several rounds, the betting was only around forty or fifty thousand.
Shen Cheng narrowed her eyes and moved closer to Shi Yu, her lips curved into a seductive smile.
"Husband, I want to play a round!"
Her voice was soft, no matter how one heard it, it was comforting.
However, Shi Yu didn’t buy it, frowning at her, he coldly articulates, "What’s a woman like you playing cards for."
Shen Cheng was unreceptive, snorting lightly, "I want to play!"
Shi Yu’s gaze grew stern, "No playing allowed!"
A woman smoking, drinking, and gambling, how preposterous!
If Shen Cheng knew what he was thinking, she’d definitely retort: It’s you who led me astray with smoking!
"Mr. Shi, let sister-in-law have a go, we’ll go easy on her," someone tried to smooth things over.