Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Bai Ran felt an unfamiliar sensation under her hand and quickly withdrew it in shock. She looked down to see what she had touched, and her face flushed red instantly.
“I… I actually forgot that I’m sitting on top of this terrifying man!”
But what was most unpleasant to her was the fact that she had gotten used to Quan Rui’s embrace because he had been holding her for so long.
As for Quan Rui…
He felt the soft pressure of her hand below his lower abdomen as she pressed down on him instead of the chair.
It was not an uncomfortable feeling. Furthermore, he could see her pale small hand digging into him when she shifted her body. Her scent lingered enticingly in his nostrils.
“Damn!
“This woman’s unconscious gesture actually arouses me!”
Quan Rui was not young anymore. He had encountered many different types of women throughout his life but none who could arouse him so quickly!
“It seems that I do see her differently from other women.”
Just as Quan Rui wondered how he would set about devouring the little lamb sitting in his arms, the dealer knocked on the table and dealt out the last card.
A jack of spades.
She spoke, “Please reveal your cards.”
All five cards have been dealt and it was the time for both parties to open their hands and determine the winner.
Meng Fan was the first to notice the jack of spades. Immediately, a look of delight filled his face and his heart sang with joy.
There were now three jacks on the table and there was another in his hand—a total of four jacks!
“If Quan Rui does not have a straight flush, I will win for sure!
“It’s not possible for him to make a straight flush now.
“Hahaha! No one can obtain that so easily!
“The odds are so minimal in the first place, they are basically nonexistent!
“I will win this game for sure!”
Meng Fan was almost dizzy at the thought of his impending victory. He felt emboldened and began to provoke Quan Rui with an unnecessary taunt.
“Master Quan, you must be riding with the crest of success holding this beauty in your arms! What a pity, it looks like I win this round of poker!”
Meng Fan began planning his bright future in his head. Tomorrow morning, all the major news publications would be writing about how Meng Fan beat Quan Rui and won his hundred million dollars. His hopes for fame would no longer be just a dream!
“Is that so? How can you be certain about something as elusive as a gamble?” Quan Rui returned his taunt with a scornful smile and seemed otherwise unaffected.
He was not even a bit nervous.
This made Meng Fan indignant. “No matter how little Quan Rui cares about that sum of money, he should at least care about his pride.
“Have it your way. Since you aren’t the least bit daunted by losing, I’ll give you a little help to feel the appropriate embarrassment a loser should show.”
Meng Fan sneered coldly. He turned to Jiang Bangyuan and pointed his finger at her, saying loudly, “Before we reveal our hands, let’s have a private bet, shall we? I want her if I win!”
This was what Meng Fan really wanted deep down inside. He had always adored Jiang Bangyuan from afar.
Quan Rui raised his eyebrows and half-smiled in response.
So that was why Meng Fan was so hostile to him the moment he entered the house.
“He’s interested in Jiang Bangyuan.”
Jiang Hao immediately raised his objection to Meng Fan’s suggestion.
He was aghast at this rash suggestion. “Meng Fan, what are you doing? My sister has a prenatal betrothal with Master Quan. They’re getting married soon!”
Jiang Bangyuan also frowned. She gritted her teeth unhappily.
What’s the point of maintaining a cool head and observing the whole situation with a poker face if Meng Fan was going to say drop such a dramatic statement like this?
Jiang Hao’s reminder of Quan Rui and Jiang Bangyuan’s betrothal only served to further antagonized Meng Fan who was already certain of his victory. He was a fearless man, a bold gambler who was willing to reap as many benefits for himself as he could from any gamble!