The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard
Chapter 207 - 0207: I Want to Bet Small

Chapter 207: Chapter 0207: I Want to Bet Small

Chu Ge’s chips rolled a few times on the table, eventually all falling into the "big" area. Chu Xiao’s brows twitched as he clenched his teeth and placed his bet on "small".

"I refuse to believe that your luck is really that good!"

The croupier glanced at the two of them and slowly opened the container: "Five six six, big!"

"Sorry, but it’s true that good luck allows one to do as they please." Chu Ge started laughing, and before he could even move, Lin Dong hurriedly scooped all the chips back, looking just like a sycophantic lackey.

"You—impossible, this can’t be!" Chu Xiao stared blankly at the dice that had been rolled, murmuring to himself.

If the previous rounds could be chalked up to him being careless, this time, he was truly focused on listening to the dice. With his years of experience dominating casinos, it wasn’t possible for him to mishear, especially since the outcome should have been "small"!

At this thought, Chu Xiao suddenly slapped the table: "You are cheating!"

Cheating is an act of fraud in gambling. Chu Ge’s gaze turned frosty as he looked at him and coldly laughed: "This isn’t a card game; the dice have been in the croupier’s hands from start to finish. Are you accusing me of cheating? Are you suggesting I preemptively conspired with Miss Man Sha?"

Upon hearing Chu Ge’s words, Nangong Man Sha’s beautiful eyes curved into a smile, seemingly coy, but her pupils reflected a cold glint: "If I had colluded with Mr. Chu from the start, I would have just looked for him privately, why bother going through the trouble of setting up this gamble? Mr. Gambling King, surely you don’t think that I, Nangong Man Sha, deliberately made you lose face?"

One couldn’t deny that this woman was like a dangerous, seductive snake. Usually, she’s incredibly alluring, but when she bares her fangs, it sends chills down one’s spine.

Chu Xiao shivered, quickly waving his hands and saying, "No no no, Miss Man Sha misunderstands, I meant no such thing. What I mean is... that is to say, for the next round, let me roll the dice, how about that?"

Nangong Man Sha glanced at Chu Ge and nodded: "As you wish."

"Hmm, if you think that will make your luck better, I have no objections." For Chu Ge, it didn’t matter who rolled the dice.

Soon, the croupier bowed and left the room, and Chu Xiao took the croupier’s place, holding the container, his face regaining its former confidence.

This time around, all eyes at the gambling table were back on Chu Xiao. After all, it was the Asian Gambling King under the spotlight.

Chu Ge, somewhat bored, yawned and while looking at the gambling table, suddenly smiled lightly and pulled out his phone to start recording a short video.

"You..." Seeing Chu Ge’s actions, Chu Xiao’s complexion darkened, and through clenched teeth he said, "Hmph, cocky lad, I’ll see how you die later!"

As he spoke, his wrist flicked, and the container began to shake violently.

His fingers moved as if possessing a life of their own, the large container rolling back and forth between them, even occasionally allowing the dice to leap high into the air, tumbling several times before quickly being caught back inside the container.

Meanwhile, Chu Ge was also busy, but he was busy sending a text message.

"What do you think, do you recognize this person?"

After recording a short video of Chu Xiao shaking the dice, Chu Ge pulled up Mu Bingtong’s number and directly sent it, with an accompanying message below.

......

At Jinxiu Group, Mu Bingtong was holding a pen in one hand and propping her chin with the other, her eyes hollow as she gazed out of the floor-to-ceiling windows at the scenery.

For some reason, since that guy left, she always felt an emptiness in her heart, as if something was missing...

"No, no, no!" Mu Bingtong’s pretty face blushed red, and she quickly shook her head, muttering to herself, "Oh my, what nonsense am I thinking about... That annoying guy, of course... of course, the farther away from me, the better! Preferably forever... best..."

However, despite what she said, Mu Bingtong just couldn’t bring herself to say "never come back."

"President Mu?" Just then, the secretary suddenly walked in and said to Mu Bingtong, "Have you approved that document yet?"

"Ah!" Mu Bingtong gasped, a look of panic flashing in her eyes as she hurriedly pulled out a document: "Tell the finance manager that this document is only preliminarily reviewed. Ask him to fill out a detailed form for me, and I’ll take another look."

"Okay." The secretary nodded, took the document, and walked out of the office.

As the door of the office closed, Mu Bingtong became lost in thought once again—when will that guy come back?

She had grown accustomed to his morning breakfasts, the daily pick-ups and drop-offs, and now that he was suddenly gone, life seemed to become drab overnight.

While Mu Bingtong was still daydreaming, her phone screen suddenly lit up.

"What’s this..." Mu Bingtong stared at the short video and paused before replying, "I don’t know them."

Perhaps even she didn’t notice, the corners of her mouth had already curled into a slight smile.

Meanwhile, Chu Xiao shook the can in a convulsive manner, taking dozens of seconds before slapping it on the table: "Place your bets!"

What no one expected was that Chu Ge just glanced at him indifferently, and then turned his attention back to his phone screen: "Lin Dong, you place the bet."

The whole room was in an uproar!

This kid is too presumptuous, isn’t he? Thinking he’s the Gambling God just because he’s won three rounds against Chu Xiao? He’s even letting someone else bet for him!

Lin Dong was also taken aback by Chu Ge’s decision, staring at him stutteringly, "Bi... Big Brother, are you serious? I’m placing the bet? You’re not joking with me, are you?"

"Who’s joking with you? Can’t you see I’m busy? Hurry up, if we lose, it’s on me, if we win, it’s yours," Chu Ge said without even lifting his head, his fingers quickly tapping on the phone screen.

"The famous Asian Gambling King, Chu Xiao, haven’t you seen him on TV?"

"Haven’t seen him." At Jinxiu Group, Mu Bingtong replied with a smile, "You know I hardly ever watch TV. But this juggling act seems quite good."

Juggling...

Chu Ge managed to suppress a laugh and glanced at Chu Xiao. If Mu Bingtong’s comment was seen by him, who knew how he would react.

Chu Xiao obviously had no clue what had happened but saw Chu Ge seemingly smiling at him, so Chu Xiao naturally took his smile as a mocking sneer.

As for Lin Dong, after Chu Ge uttered those words, he was totally excited, his face flushed red.

Winning would mean it’s his? The chips on this gambling table, all added up, must be worth several billion!

Finally, greed overcame his reason, and of course, part of it was also the trust in Chu Ge.

Lin Dong took a deep breath and grabbed the chips: "Bet small!"