Qin Miaomiao smiled faintly, her delicate features highlighted by her slightly raised eyebrows, high-bridged nose, and the slight curve of her lips, exuding calmness. She twisted her fingers, which were starting to feel stiff, producing a cracking sound.
She stood up, stretched her waist, and smiled like a cat that had just stolen fish:
"To be safe, why don’t you just transfer the money directly?"
Ouyang Yan gritted his teeth in anger, throwing all pretense of gentlemanly composure aside, and snarled:
"I kidnapped you, and you want me to transfer you money? If this gets out, how am I supposed to live this down?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, are you really going to play dirty? Your underlings are watching, how could you? What will they think of you in the future? Do you still want to be their boss? And in the future, what will people in this line of work say about you? Losing to a woman is one thing, but not paying your debts? How do you expect to hold your head up after that?"
Ouyang Yan’s face darkened to the point that it couldn’t get any darker. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Once I get my money, I’ll naturally send it to you!"
Qin Miaomiao squinted her eyes and smiled: "Alright then, let’s hope Boss Ou keeps his word. Oh, by the way, want to try something more interesting? There’s something in Huaxia culture called mahjong—profound, exhilarating. I bet you’ll love it. Want to give it a shot?"
Ouyang Yan saw her grin like that, and his heart instantly filled with unease. Although the gambling itch was starting to creep in, he made up his mind: resist at all costs. Absolutely not. He must not fall into this woman’s trap!
"Oh, really? You’re sure? You’ll be missing out big time! This mahjong, you see, is infinitely variable, a blend of luck and skill. With just one round, you’ll grasp the patterns, and I guarantee you’ll fall in love with it..."
With a rapid-fire spiel, she hyped it up like it was the best thing under the sun. Ouyang Yan’s underlings, who heard her pitch, became more and more intrigued, their eyes filled with longing as they looked toward Ouyang Yan.
Even Ouyang Yan himself felt the itch intensify under her relentless persuasion. No, he couldn’t do it! The bitter lessons of the past screamed at him: absolutely not! Falling for her tricks would cost him more than just the pants off his legs!
"The game’s over. You two, go stand guard outside!"
Only then did two of his men reluctantly leave the table, their minds still preoccupied with the magical allure of mahjong.
Seeing that this time she truly couldn’t sway him, Qin Miaomiao knew when to cut her losses and stopped pushing.
"If you don’t want to play mahjong, that’s fine. But, Boss Ou, it’s rare that we seem so aligned. How about we work together on something?"
Ouyang Yan, finally unable to hold back, rolled his eyes: Who the hell feels aligned with you!
"You, just a little girl, want to work with me? Do you even know who I am?"
Qin Miaomiao stroked her chin, giving him an up-and-down look: "Of course I do. A figure in the underground world, a top-tier assassin, ruthless and insane..."
"And you still dare to propose working with me?"
"Nobody turns away money! Besides, having one more ally beats having another enemy. If you try to use me to trade for ten billion US Dollars, your life won’t be peaceful afterward. I know Lu Qing’s character—he won’t stop until he hunts you down. Why bring all that trouble on yourself, right?"
"You’re trying to play mediator for him? You’re miscalculating one thing. To avoid such trouble, I might as well take this chance to kill him!"
The smile on Qin Miaomiao’s face slowly faded. If he intended to kill Lu Qing, there was no way she would allow it.
"There’s still twelve hours until the agreed time. Tell me, can I kill you by then?"
She said it calmly. Ouyang Yan looked at this composed woman, and a flicker of irritation crossed his heart. Lu Qing was one lucky man to have such an intriguing woman!
"Oh? You want to kill me?"
"You’re planning to kill my man, so of course I can’t let you off. How about this: let’s make a bet. Within the next twelve hours, if I can injure you, we’ll call it quits. How about it?"
Ouyang Yan’s eyes turned icy:
"You’re wagering with yourself as the stake?"
"What’s wrong? Afraid to play?"