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Chapter 169 Shi Qianxi (Thanks for the tip! Vote for me monthly!)

Chapter 169: 169 Shi Qianxi (Thanks for the tip! Vote for me monthly!)

Sun Xiyu didn’t stand on ceremony, and when Jiang Chen said he didn’t want it, he actually took the opportunity to back down and really didn’t give it.

Zheng Jingjing felt incredibly pained, as if the money had flown away from her own pocket, but after all, she hadn’t won it, so she couldn’t ask for it from someone else.

Prodigal!

Idiot!

Pighead!

From then on, Jiang Chen had a few more nicknames in her heart.

The setting sun cast its slanted rays.

After playing cards for a while, it was time for dinner.

Zhong Yongfeng probably still felt stifled inside, and went out to smoke with a few gents.

Sun Xiyu said he was going to fetch something from the car and also left the private room.

"Thanks."

Li Shuru was looking at the menu.

Sitting by her side, Jiang Chen, who had just been possessed by the gambling god, suddenly spoke.

If this was truly a banquet set for a trap.

Then the first ambush upon entering, he should consider himself to have decoded it smoothly, even declaring it a sweeping victory.

"What?"

Li Shuru turned her head, her autumnal eyes slightly questioning.

"That hand of cards, you dealt it on purpose, didn’t you?"

Jiang Chen lowered his voice.

It’s really no wonder that the gent with the earring got so worked up.

A poker hand with two flush straights occurring simultaneously was really too unbelievable.

If he hadn’t cheated, and he didn’t have that ability, then the only possibility was that Li Shuru, who was dealing the cards, had pulled some trick.

In reality, controlling what cards each player gets sounds mystical, but on a technical level, it’s not that difficult a thing to achieve. With a little learning, it can be done. As a child, curious about magical card tricks, Jiang Chen had studied them for a while and had once been able to deal whatever card was requested. But by now, he had definitely forgotten how.

Moreover, at that time, nobody was paying attention to Li Shuru, who completed both the shuffling and cutting of the cards by herself, thereby greatly reducing the difficulty of manipulating the game.

Of course.

This was just Jiang Chen’s personal conjecture. As for whether Li Shuru had secretly helped him or not, he wasn’t sure.

"I didn’t,"

Li Shuru denied flatly, "I never gamble; it was just your own good luck."

You don’t gamble, but that has nothing to do with whether you can play poker or not, right?

Jiang Chen smiled ruefully and didn’t push the issue.

Outside the private room.

A few gents gathered together, puffing out clouds of smoke.

Zhong Yongfeng inhaled deeply, his expression cold and unyielding, obviously still hung up on the recent gambling game.

He didn’t care about the money lost, but it was a blow to his pride.

"All right, gambling’s all about luck. Maybe that guy had Lady Luck’s knickers thrown over his head today. Just accept it."

"Yeah, I think that guy’s pretty decent. He didn’t take the money. You lost, so just let it go."

"I originally thought he was just an ordinary student, and Sun Shao was making a big deal over nothing. Now it seems that kid indeed knows his stuff. Ah Feng, you really shouldn’t have accused him of cheating. Look at him, he won the money but didn’t take a cent, instantly putting us to shame."

A ringtone with a string of English words sounded.

The group of gents then stopped their conversation.

After several seconds, Zhong Yongfeng finally picked up his phone, glanced at the caller ID, furrowed his brows, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and ground it out with his foot.

"Miss Shi, to what do I owe this honor?"

After connecting the call, he forced a laugh and spoke, his voice inevitably a bit hoarse.

"Zhong Yongfeng, where are you?"

The voice on the other end sounded inherently spoiled, even a bit commanding.

Zhong Yongfeng’s temper was nothing like Sun Xiyu’s genteel demeanor; even with his own girlfriend, he didn’t hesitate to lash out. There was one time on the street, after arguing a few sentences, he kicked his freshly hooked up internet-celebrity girlfriend out of the car.

That incident even made it to the trending news for a while and was reported as a negative example of a second-generation rich kid.

To these young masters, the goddesses in ordinary people’s eyes meant nothing to them.

In East Sea, those who dared to call Zhong Yongfeng by his name were indeed few.

But the crucial point was, even the notorious and petulant Zhong Yongfeng didn’t lose his temper. He glanced at the several mute buddies and forced a natural laugh, "I’m out eating, what’s up?"

"Is Xi Yu with you?"

Asked the other side,

"No."

Zhong Yongfeng replied without a second thought, convincingly, "I’m with a few friends, Sun junior’s not here."

"Really? Why isn’t he answering my calls when I call him?"

"Miss Shi, if you ask me, who shall I ask? It’s no use finding me if Sun junior doesn’t pick up your call."

Zhong Yongfeng’s laughter carried a note of helplessness.

The other party seemed to find that reasonable and dropped the topic, then casually asked, "Where are you having dinner?"

Zhong Yongfeng felt a pang of anxiety, hesitated for a moment with a look of indecision, but in the end, he did not lie.

"I’m at ’Everflowing Streams’; we’re about to finish our meal."

"It’s not even five thirty yet, and you’re about to finish?"

The other side chuckled.

Zhong Yongfeng’s face showed embarrassment, not knowing how to reply.

"Alright, you guys eat."

The other side hung up the phone.

"Was it Shi Qian Qian?"

Someone quickly asked.

Zhong Yongfeng nodded, put down his phone, "Who else but her."

To be honest, in the whole of East Sea, there weren’t many women Zhong Yongfeng wouldn’t dare to offend, or rather wouldn’t dare to slap, but Shi Qian Qian, who had just called him, was definitely one of them.

The reason was nothing else but that her family was much more solid than his.

Within the upper echelons of East Sea, few of these young masters hadn’t heard of the great witch of the Shi family’s formidable reputation. They liked to pursue beauties, but if they encountered Shi Qian Qian, they would unfailingly take a detour.

It wasn’t because Shi Qian Qian wasn’t beautiful; on the contrary, she was quite attractive, and the noble demeanor she had been cultivating since childhood was something no faux-socialite could ever imitate. But this girl’s personality was too overbearing and impulsive. She had no regard for consequences.

She once had a boyfriend who, merely because he had strolled down the street with another girl, upon her finding out, was ruthlessly run over by her car and sent to the hospital for a month or two, nearly crippled.

You should know that the guy’s family had a prominent status in East Sea, yet when confronted with someone like Shi Qian Qian, they had no way to deal with her.

From then on, Shi Qian Qian’s reputation echoed throughout the upper circles of East Sea; it wasn’t an overstatement to say she inspired terror.

The young masters of East Sea dreaded the day she might take an interest in them and avoided her like the plague. Fortunately, recently the Shi family and the Sun Family seemed to have intentions of a marital alliance, which let all the young bachelors of East Sea breathe a sigh of relief while at the same time admiring Sun Xiyu’s "noble character."

"Why did you tell her we’re at ’Everflowing Streams’?"

One of the young men frowned.

"Dare I lie?"

Recalling the girl’s series of illustrious deeds, even a defiant man like Zhong Yongfeng’s face showed a hint of wariness.

"I really don’t want to be bagged, stripped, and dumped on the street on my way home some day."

The other young masters immediately fell silent.