Bei Ye’s words stunned everyone except Qiao Qing.
“****, what’s going on? These two know each other?”
“More than that, it looks like the King of Gambling is scared of Qiao Qing?”
“Of course he is. Could it be that Qiao Qing is a better gambler than the King of Gambling?!”
“…”
The King of Gambling, Bei Ye’s words ignited another round of discussion.
Mu Jinghang cursed, “No way. Qingqing knows the King of Gambling?”
Jun Yexuan and Qi Yusen once against started to question life.
The arrogant look on Ming Shuo’s face solidified as a bad premonition filled his heart.
However, before he could ask what was wrong, Qiao Qing had already thrown Bei Ye an emotionless look.
Her tone was casual, “Since you’re representing the casino and playing against me, sit down.”
“Ah, no.” Bei Ye’s wheat-colored face crumbled up, “My lord! What international joke are you making here?! How dare I gamble against you again?! The last time we played was enough to scar me for life!”
His words silenced the crowd. All the doubts had been answered.
Ming Shuo finally realized the gravity of this situation. He pulled onto Bei Ye’s arm and interrogated him, “You… You know her?!”
“Of course!? What a dumb question!” Bei Ye looked at him like he was stupid, “Qiao Qing, my older sister! That time, when I lost to a foreigner, it was to her! During that game, I lost even my underwear!”
His words made Ming Shuo’s vision go black.
The crowd laughed.
“Oh my! The King of Gambling actually has lost before! He lost to Qiao Qing!”
“Qiao Qing must be so good at gambling!”
“What does it mean that he lost his underwear?! Can Qiao Qing please accept me as her apprentice?!”
“How come it was never publicized that Qiao Qing won against the King of Gambling?”
“She’s lowkey! She even hid her identity as the God of Racing.”
“Oh yeah! And she never told anyone that she designed the Deep Sea Honeycomb building! It was only exposed when Lu Zhixun pretended to be her!”
“She’s amazing for her age and she’s so humble. I respect her so much!”
“…”
Everyone started to exclaim over Qiao Qing. Mu Jinghang on the other hand looked proud. It was as if he was the one who had won against the King of Gambling.
Only Jun Yexuan stared at Qiao Qing uneasily, “You’ve seen men without underwear?”
Qiao Qing, “…”
Qi Yusen, “…”
Leng Yan + Zhou Xin, “…”
Mu Jinghang, “…”
What the ****?
Why did his third brother always focus on the weirdest point during every conversation?
How come everything managed to make him jealous?
He thought Jun Yexuan asked that question as a joke, but he seemed to truly care about it as he stared directly into Qiao Qing’s eyes while he waited for an answer.
Qiao Qing didn’t think it was a big deal. However, now that she was being interrogated, she felt a little guilty.
She avoided Jun Yexuan’s questioning gaze but was met with Qi Yusen’s investigative stare.
He spoke up, “Honestly, I am curious too.”
Qiao Qing, “…”
The dumbfounded look on Qiao Qing’s face made Leng Yan purse his lips. He changed the subject, “So, Qingqing, are you still planning on playing?”
Qiao Qing threw him an appreciative glance, “That depends on the opponent.”
She gently coughed before he turned to look at Ming Shuo and Bei Yi, “Do you want to continue the game?”
Bei Ye’s words stunned everyone except Qiao Qing.
“****, what’s going on? These two know each other?”
“More than that, it looks like the King of Gambling is scared of Qiao Qing?”
“Of course he is. Could it be that Qiao Qing is a better gambler than the King of Gambling?!”
“…”
The King of Gambling, Bei Ye’s words ignited another round of discussion.
Mu Jinghang cursed, “No way. Qingqing knows the King of Gambling?”
Jun Yexuan and Qi Yusen once against started to question life.
The arrogant look on Ming Shuo’s face solidified as a bad premonition filled his heart.
However, before he could ask what was wrong, Qiao Qing had already thrown Bei Ye an emotionless look.
Her tone was casual, “Since you’re representing the casino and playing against me, sit down.”
“Ah, no.” Bei Ye’s wheat-colored face crumbled up, “My lord! What international joke are you making here?! How dare I gamble against you again?! The last time we played was enough to scar me for life!”
His words silenced the crowd. All the doubts had been answered.
Ming Shuo finally realized the gravity of this situation. He pulled onto Bei Ye’s arm and interrogated him, “You… You know her?!”
“Of course!? What a dumb question!” Bei Ye looked at him like he was stupid, “Qiao Qing, my older sister! That time, when I lost to a foreigner, it was to her! During that game, I lost even my underwear!”
His words made Ming Shuo’s vision go black.
The crowd laughed.
“Oh my! The King of Gambling actually has lost before! He lost to Qiao Qing!”
“Qiao Qing must be so good at gambling!”
“What does it mean that he lost his underwear?! Can Qiao Qing please accept me as her apprentice?!”
“How come it was never publicized that Qiao Qing won against the King of Gambling?”
“She’s lowkey! She even hid her identity as the God of Racing.”
“Oh yeah! And she never told anyone that she designed the Deep Sea Honeycomb building! It was only exposed when Lu Zhixun pretended to be her!”
“She’s amazing for her age and she’s so humble. I respect her so much!”
“…”
Everyone started to exclaim over Qiao Qing. Mu Jinghang on the other hand looked proud. It was as if he was the one who had won against the King of Gambling.
Only Jun Yexuan stared at Qiao Qing uneasily, “You’ve seen men without underwear?”
Qiao Qing, “…”
Qi Yusen, “…”
Leng Yan + Zhou Xin, “…”
Mu Jinghang, “…”
What the ****?
Why did his third brother always focus on the weirdest point during every conversation?
How come everything managed to make him jealous?
He thought Jun Yexuan asked that question as a joke, but he seemed to truly care about it as he stared directly into Qiao Qing’s eyes while he waited for an answer.
Qiao Qing didn’t think it was a big deal. However, now that she was being interrogated, she felt a little guilty.
She avoided Jun Yexuan’s questioning gaze but was met with Qi Yusen’s investigative stare.
He spoke up, “Honestly, I am curious too.”
Qiao Qing, “…”
The dumbfounded look on Qiao Qing’s face made Leng Yan purse his lips. He changed the subject, “So, Qingqing, are you still planning on playing?”
Qiao Qing threw him an appreciative glance, “That depends on the opponent.”
She gently coughed before he turned to look at Ming Shuo and Bei Yi, “Do you want to continue the game?”
