Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“What does Master Ji want to bet on?” Nan Yan walked over and sat down on a single sofa. With a carefree expression and cheerful tone, she asked with a smile.
“Then it depends on what you all have.” Ji Ye smiled and arranged all the cards scattered on the table, then started to shuffle the cards aloofly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the others began to think deeply, but the calm and capable-looking girl with short hair and sitting beside Ji Ye didn’t have any emotional fluctuation on her face.
“Do you want to play?” Ji Ye leaned in her ear and asked in a low voice.
The girl glanced at him. “No money.”
“I have.”
“What does it have to do with me?”
“If you want to play…”
“I don’t want to.”
“Today is my birthday anyway. Give me some face, but don’t be sullen. Smile.”
When the girl heard him, she mustered a fake smile on her face. “When can I leave?”
“Wait for the party to end.”
The girl wasn’t looking at him either. She picked up the drink on the table and drank it.
After a while, everyone decided what they wanted to bet on. Some were villas, some were luxury cars, and some were expensive watches. Su Tanqing directly threw a bracelet worth more than 700,000 yuan on the table. She looked excited and confident.
After everyone had decided, everyone turned their eyes to Nan Yan. When Nan Yan looked at the car keys and watch bracelets they had thrown out, she was a little depressed. When she came out in a hurry, she didn’t even take her bag, and she even took a taxi from school, so apart from the outfit she was wearing, there was nothing worth money.
“I…”
As soon as she made the first sound, a hand holding a wristwatch stretched out, and with a bang, a delicate black pen was thrown on the table. Nan Yan was taken aback and looked up at it. The other people also turned towards him who threw the watch.
“Lao Fu, aren’t you not playing? What do you mean by this?” Ji Ye raised his eyebrows and looked at him with amusement.
“Isn’t this a commemorative fountain pen from Italy’s Aurora? It is a limited commemorative fountain pen for the 100th anniversary of Aurora. There are allegedly only 10 in the world. I heard that this pen is inlaid with De Beers diamonds and the cap is set with two hundred blue-black gems. Third Master, how did you get this pen?” Lin Yang picked up the pen, looked at it carefully, and recognized it at a glance. He looked at Fu Jingheng with surprise.
Nan Yan also noticed the uniqueness of that pen. The top of the pen is inlaid with a De Beers diamond of about five or six carats. The pen body was carved with a snake texture of pure handmade 18K gold, which was really an art of carving. The masterpiece, under the background of the light, appeared even more vivid and alluring.
“I remember this pen is your baby, yet you’re actually willing to take it out.” Ji Ye took the pen from Lin Yang’s hand, looked around, and said jokingly, “Before, I just wanted to take a look yet you wouldn’t let me. No, why are you so generous today that you’re willing to use it as a bet? Do you think my birthday party is too boring and you’re trying to add some fun?”
Fu Jingheng glanced down at Nan Yan, then glanced at the vacant place next to her. Although it was a single sofa, it was large in size, and she was also relatively small, so there was more than enough room for him to sit down by her side. So he sat down.
Nan Yan didn’t expect that he would suddenly sit next to her, and looked at him in bewilderment, just in time to meet his icy eyes devoid of any warmth. Then, she heard him slowly say, “I’m here to help her, so let’s get started!”