Chapter 1228: Chapter 1226: Walking Gold
Sixth Master Wang Hao of the Marquis Yonganās Mansion has been having a rough time lately. Not only was his beloved Oiran taken away by someone else, but heās also been losing every time he enters the gambling house. Now, heās in debt to the Riches Gambling House for Thirty Thousand Taels. Such a large sum of money, even if his mother loves him dearly, she canāt produce it just like that.
"Sixth Master, we follow the rule of ānine out of thirteen returnsā. Itās not that we donāt give you face, but our gambling house has rules. The Silver you owe us, should we come to the Marquis Yonganās Mansion to collect it, or what?" Ding Lai asked Wang Hao with a smile.
Wang Hao widened his eyes, speaking tough to hide his weakness, "You cripple, a mere Thirty Thousand Taels, you think I wonāt pay you back? My sister is Consort Rong. Donāt mention Thirty Thousand Taels, even one hundred thousand taels I could produce."
Ding Lai, hearing his harsh words, didnāt get angry. He smiled broadly and said, "We know that Sixth Master can afford it. So, this Silver?" His eyes flickered quickly with disdain and mockery. If it werenāt for your sister being Consort Rong, do you think weād allow you to owe us Thirty Thousand Taels?
Wang Haoās face darkened, waving his hand, "Got it, Iāll send someone over with it in a couple of days, alright?"
Ding Lai nodded with a smile, keeping his hands at his sides.
Wang Hao let out a snort before dejectedly heading out of the Riches Gambling House, cursing this dark place where luck has never been on his side.
Just as he was thinking this, someone bumped into him, and already irritated, Wang Hao was startled by the collision. He jumped up, slapping out, "Are you blind? Daring to bump into me, are you looking to scam me?"
The person was round and chubby, wearing a dazzling golden outfit, a large golden pig necklace around his neck, a golden crown on his head, and several shiny gold rings on his fingers.
Wang Hao almost couldnāt believe his eyes, this was a walking pile of gold!
Where did this nouveau riche come from, utterly vulgar!
The person was slapped by Wang Hao and yelped. He steadied the tilted golden crown on his head, and when he saw Wang Hao, he was taken aback. Then, he squinted his small eyes and leaned in.
"What do you want?" Wang Hao watched as the face, as round as a pancake, came closer and kept stepping back. This guy was really fat.
Unexpectedly, the person jumped up, slapped Wang Hao on the arm, and excitedly exclaimed, "Sixth Master, is it really you? Iām Little Fatty Zhu!"
Little Fatty Zhu!
Wang Hao almost burst into laughter, thinking, youāre not little fatty but big fatty!
But who is this guy? Do I know him?
"You know me?"
The self-proclaimed Little Fatty Zhu said, "Sixth Master, donāt you remember me? We used to sleep with Sister Xiao Baihe in the Lily Flower Pavilion, drink together, and share the same pants. How can you not remember?"
Wang Hao looked at his face full of grievance and sadness. Did such things really happen?
"...Sister Xiao Baiheās hands were the prettiest, so soft and boneless. Sixth Master, didnāt you love it when she... heh heh." Little Fatty Zhu smiled lewdly.
As Zhu mentioned it, Wang Hao remembered a Flower Girl named Xiao Baihe from Lily Flower Pavilion. Her hands were indeed heavenly, soft and indescribably comfortable, especially when she...
Itās a pity she later went straight, and he never met anyone as skillful again, truly a fond memory!
"Does Sixth Master remember now?" Little Fatty Zhu asked excitedly.
Wang Hao looked at his chubby face. Heād met too many people, especially after his sister entered the palace and knew even more, he couldnāt remember clearly all those heād drank flower wine or slept with Flower Girls. The person in front of him was vaguely familiar, so he just acknowledged with a nod, "So itās you."