Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 129: V29: You also don’t dare to gamble, to bet your deeply buried feelings on her being completely unwavering.

Chapter 129: V29: You also don’t dare to gamble, to bet your deeply buried feelings on her being completely unwavering.

"Care for a game of snooker?"

Yu Yuanshen’s voice was calm, and as it reached the other end of the phone, Feng Chengjin’s fingertips lightly rested on the rim of a wine glass, tapping it with implied meaning.

With a soft laugh, "Alright."

...

At night.

Xinghua Guanghai Clubhouse.

In an upscale setting, all decked out in Australian decor, the light gray walls are adorned with artistic illustrations.

The lighting overhead is gentle.

Yet, underneath it all, waves are rising, with undercurrents surging.

In the largest glass VIP room, a huge snooker table is set up properly.

Yu Yuanshen and Feng Chengjin each hold a jet-black oak cue, posing with the grace and elegance akin to the two most handsome models in the world during a fashion shoot.

One in white, the other in black, akin to a pair of dark stars.

If not for their intertwined gazes hinting at an undercurrent of coldness.

On the side, some beautiful socialite ladies couldn’t help but gather together, watching through the glass room, attracting quite a few gentlemen who also began to gather.

The waiter who sets up the balls is nervously adjusting his bow tie, glancing left and right with apprehensive yet slightly shocked eyes.

Opening break.

Yu Yuanshen made his first move, sending the 22 balls scattering instantly across the table.

With impressive strength and precise control, the balls collide rapidly on the table, and after more collisions, the colored balls scatter, a red ball slightly nudges away, and one of the red balls lands steadily into a pocket.

The beautiful play made Feng Chengjin’s eyes light up an ink-like hue as he nodded in recognition, "Good skill."

Lowering his waist, extending his long arm, the black cue takes aim at the pink ball in front of Yu Yuanshen.

With wild ambition and precise calculation, the long cue strikes, and the second pink ball sinks into the pocket.

As the waiter quickly steps up to retrieve and clean the balls before placing them back, Yu Yuanshen wipes the cue tip while assessing the position of the next red ball, speaking with a cold smile, "But I heard that President Feng’s skills are even better. Sometimes you even spar with professional players from the country. Will you let me witness it later?"

The provocation made Feng Chengjin’s lips curl slightly, turning his head, "That’s just industry rumors, and President Yu believes them too."

"I believe," Yu Yuanshen laughed lightly, "Perhaps I didn’t believe before, but with President Feng, I feel I should believe what’s odd, especially since being so humble doesn’t seem like you, right?"

As the words fell, accompanied by a swift shot with a hidden fire, he sinks the second red ball into the pocket, and on the return shot, the white ball is brought back precisely to the starting point.

Even more remarkably, in less than three seconds, the newly placed pink ball is "smacked" back into the same pocket as before.

The ladies watching inhaled deeply, and the waiter, amazed, glanced at the shot speed, almost like the world champion O’Sullivan, nearly widened his eyes to zoom in and hit replay.

Feng Chengjin’s smile deepened as he glanced at Yu Yuanshen’s calm and steady demeanor, without a hint of pride amidst the astonishment.

Scanning again at his speed and force, which actually harbored suppressed fury, he smirked, "Seems like President Yu is full of fire tonight?"

Yu Yuanshen’s lips curved with sarcasm, pretending to ask knowingly, bending down to aim at the third red ball, he said, "Not really fiery, perhaps a bit impressed. After all, President Feng’s unusual tactics are rare to see, aren’t they?"

"Smack!" In less than 10 seconds, the third red ball was pocketed.

Even faster, the third pink ball was pocketed.

And faster still, the fourth red ball was pocketed.

...

Yu Yuanshen’s quick cue speed was truly not ordinary.

Soon, with each cue, the rhythm of red and pink balls followed the admiration of the audience, landing in the pockets with pinpoint accuracy every time.

Feng Chengjin’s eyes followed the table, the corners of his lips slowly curling into profoundness, "Unorthodox? Sorry, President Yu, as Sun Tzu’s Art of War says, there is no deception in war. Beneath strategy, there are no noble or mean, and besides, I didn’t do much, merely expressed my stance, that’s all, as for what Professor Qiu does..."

Dragging out his tone, Feng Chengjin’s smile was even lazier, "I’m afraid it wasn’t under my instruction."

With acknowledgment, and with full knowledge of the intentional provocation and evil intentions from the start, Yu Yuanshen’s finger paused slightly on the seventh red ball.

Thinking of the rage of Qiu Mingyan being completely manipulated, feeling Feng Chengjin’s unbridled laughter until now, he squinted his eyes.

In his heart, it was like a stormy sea crashing against the waves.

For a long time, still managed to hold back completely.

Calming his cold aloofness, he laughed faintly, "Really? But we’re all adults; we know what we want, what we can take on, the pros and cons are clear. Even if President Feng finds Qiu Mingyan to hold me back, it can’t change my thinking. Yet President Feng..."

Facing Feng Chengjin’s raised eyebrows, Yu Yuanshen also slightly elongated his tone, "Trying to seize power just because of a crush eight years ago, isn’t that a bit much?"

The sharp insight made Cheng Jin’s gaze slightly narrow.

In the air, their gazes locked. Cheng Jin’s eyes squinted playfully, "President Yu knows even this?"

Yu Yuanshen let out a light chuckle, as his gaze swept over the table, he adjusted the angle with his cue slightly, and after the server placed the pink ball back, he had hit the eighth pink ball. Due to the recoil, the angle for this pink ball was poor.

But it still didn’t affect Yu Yuanshen’s performance in the slightest, the table went "thump thump" twice, and with a "bang," it went straight into the pocket.

"Whether I know or not doesn’t matter, what matters is that she doesn’t know. Cheng Jin, maybe you think what I said today is nonsense, but having watched her grow up, I’m quite clear on some aspects of her personality. She has been firm in her principles since she was a child, having her own standards in dealing with matters; perhaps you think a missed youthful love is important, but to her, family values matter more."

Cheng Jin’s gaze slightly shrank, without saying a word.

Yu Yuanshen continued, "If you expose it, there’s a higher chance she’ll feel that a miss is just a miss, and it’ll result in her holding on and then just letting go, living well with that person."

Cheng Jin: "..."

"If you don’t expose it, to her, you will always be a stranger; she won’t like you, her principles and bottom lines won’t allow her to have feelings for you."

Cheng Jin: "..."

"So, you also see it clearly, you don’t dare to gamble, don’t dare to take a chance with the feelings you’ve buried deep inside for a once-in-a-lifetime willingness from her. That’s why you hope to use me to stir things up, to urge her to divorce as soon as possible; only after she’s divorced, will you have a fair chance to pursue her."

Pausing, facing Cheng Jin’s calm exterior, Yu Yuanshen scoffed mockingly, "But why should I pave the way for you? Thus, for the past two years, I strive when I can, wait when I can’t. I have a daughter; no one is rushing me. But not you, it’s already September, if you can’t settle your marriage by the end of this year, your pressure on marriage will be even greater next year. Cheng Jin, excuse my reminder, haven’t Mrs. Feng’s elders already given you the final edict?"

Thinking about what his parents said half a month ago, and considering that he really couldn’t drag this on, he agreed to the blind date meeting with Miss Qi.

Cheng Jin narrowed his eyes coldly, "President Yu, you really know everything about Rong City."

"Business needs, wide range of connections, occasional interest, President Feng need not mind," Yu Yuanshen held back his expression, playing the tenth pink ball into the pocket.

He turned around, preparing to hit the eleventh ball, and as he leaned forward, his brown eyes suddenly half-narrowed mysteriously.

He curved his lips slightly.

With a brief pause, the eleventh red ball slipped...

Shaking the cue at Cheng Jin, Yu Yuanshen turned back around, his smile lazy, "So, is President Feng willing to let me see for myself now?"

Cheng Jin lowered his eyes.

He glanced at the situation on the table.

Yu Yuanshen had played ten red balls, ten pink balls. According to the snooker rules, pink balls in the early stages must be taken out when pocketed, which means there are only 12 balls left on the table, and Yu Yuanshen has scored 70 points, with a maximum theoretical score of only 67 points left on the table.

Yu Yuanshen has already won.

Understanding Yu Yuanshen’s intention and provocation.

Cheng Jin’s lips slowly curved upwards, holding the stick, he rose lazily from leaning against the rest table and stepped towards the pool table step by step, "Actually, trying might be okay."

The lofty attitude, as if viewing everything from an emperor’s perspective, made the entire audience gasp.

The aura is so intense, not to mention it makes hearts tremble.

This... even if he wants to take the remaining 67 points, he must play only 7 points black balls!

And the position of the black ball isn’t good at all.

It wasn’t clear if President Yu did it on purpose earlier, or if it was hard to break out the first time, hidden in the center of the remaining red balls!

Was this forcing him into playing a snooker?

However, Cheng Jin didn’t mind too much, he straightened his black cuff, deep Mo Tong eyes examining the whole situation, and after aligning an angle with his gaze for a long moment.

He raised the cue, lowered himself and slowly bent his waist.

In the air, his momentum pressed into a streamlined shape along his straight spine, like a shark, like an eagle, handsomely making hearts skip a beat with trembling awe.

Raising his hand, he aimed at the white ball, suddenly making a powerful strike that everyone thought was in the wrong direction.

The white ball hit a red ball, the red ball hit the edge of the table "thump thump" four times rapidly and powerfully like a shooting star, finally, "bang" hitting the center of the gathering balls that hadn’t been broken out.

A red ball at the edge bounced off the force, falling into the pocket.

What instantly took everyone’s breath away again was— the black ball broke out too!