Chapter Seventeen: Being Treated as a Chip Five
"!" Almost without hesitation, Sheng Yu shrugged, agreed readily and turned around to see Lan Yilin's round eyes and slightly open mouth staring at him in surprise, but he seemed to be extremely satisfied.
The white teeth grinning happily was just a gamble that had been planned long ago, but when he could see the cracks in this woman's calm appearance, he suddenly felt a sense of revenge and satisfaction in his heart.
He took a step forward and pulled the trembling body over. He laughed evilly and whispered in his ear: "Lan Yilin, your charm is really great. It's so great that even a homeless man can't help but fall in love with you."
If you extend an olive branch, look at how charming those chips on his stage are. I think, in his eyes, you should be more charming than those chips. You ask, should I grant his little wish?"
"Sheng Yu! You are really annoying!" Finally, Lan Yilin gritted her teeth and growled unbearably.
"Thank you for being annoying, okay, I understand what you mean. It seems that you would rather be with that tramp than be my wife. Don't worry, my gambling skills are so good. I have to win money to save you."
It’s not that difficult for sisters, hehe... To be honest with you, I also think it’s a pity. I haven’t had enough of your body and I have to give it to someone else. I wish I had known I would come more often that night.”
After saying that, Sheng Yu sighed with regret. With his appearance, what he said and what he did were so perfect that it was difficult to tell the truth from the false.
Lan Yilin was so angry that she was shaking all over, a cold light burst out from her black eyes, and she wanted to swing her slender wrist towards Sheng Yu's handsome face with a sneer.
Unfortunately, compared to a man with two brushes, her movements seemed too immature, and she was caught midway through the swing of her wrist.
Sheng Yu took advantage of the situation and pulled her into his arms. "Let's go, dear wife!" Then, half forcefully and half threatening, he walked towards the VIP gambling room prepared for distinguished people in the big casino.
The homeless man took this scene in his eyes, biting his lip and dragging the big plastic bag behind him. His blue eyes were filled with complex emotions of both pity and joy. After a minute, as if the farce had dissipated, people gathered around to watch the show.
The crowd gradually dispersed, and the lively casino resumed its initial poker rounds.
At this time, a tall figure standing in the corner who had seen everything from beginning to end, after a slight hesitation, suddenly raised a sly smile, turned around and followed him into the VIP room that required a password to enter.
Chapter completed!