Chapter 176: Blinded by Loss

Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Blinded by Loss

While several people were speaking, they attracted the attention of many others. In such a place, playing cards was also a way of interacting. Just now, some had already set up a card game.

However, the way Song Xiaodong and his crew played was obviously more violent and thrilling, which immediately drew a crowd, including those who were already playing, to come over and watch the excitement.

Miao Qingqing had been chatting with two executives, but she hurried over now and on understanding the betting method, she couldn’t help but feel exasperated. They were playing with too much at stake, and most importantly, if they lost, it would be her money on the line. Surely, Song Xiaodong wouldn’t mind.

But even knowing how violent this game was, Miao Qingqing couldn’t stop them at this point, otherwise Song Xiaodong would lose face. Since Song Xiaodong was her boyfriend, he was also representing the Miao Family. Any embarrassment would also reflect on the Miao Family. Now, all she could hope for was that Song Xiaodong wouldn’t lose too terribly, otherwise she would really be upset.

"President Miao, he said if he loses, you will pay the money, is that true?" Chu Jianyang, seeing Miao Qingqing approaching, immediately asked with a smile.

Miao Qingqing gave a slight smile, stood by Song Xiaodong’s side, and courageously said, "Of course it’s true."

Chu Jianyang laughed heartily and said, "Ha, President Miao, I see he really doesn’t mind spending your money. You’ve really found yourself a good boyfriend."

Miao Qingqing lightly smiled and said, "The boyfriend I picked is naturally not bad. We’re just playing casually, it’s not a big deal."

Song Xiaodong turned to Miao Qingqing with a light smile and said, "Qingqing, you surely are a good wife and mother."

Miao Qingqing twitched the corner of her mouth, inwardly complaining. What good wife and mother? We aren’t even married yet, pfft, our relationship is even a fake one, but she could only think this to herself.

Chu Jianyang then said cheerfully, "With President Miao’s word, then we dare to play with you. Otherwise, I’d really be afraid you couldn’t cover the bets. We’re different from you; our money is our own."

The implication was still that Song Xiaodong was a kept man.

Song Xiaodong didn’t mind and said cheerfully, "This is my skill, I could catch up with Qingqing, while you all can only be envious."

At this, Chu Jianyang twitched his mouth and said, "Alright then, let’s do this, I’ll draw first."

Chu Jianyang fiddled with the cards for a bit and finally chose one, but he didn’t reveal it and said, "Your turn."

Song Xiaodong smiled, casually drew a card from the pile, and without any fuss, flipped it over and threw it onto the table.

Everyone immediately looked at Song Xiaodong’s card. Following which, someone chuckled and said, "Ha... The five of diamonds, that’s rather small."

Miao Qingqing also frowned. The card was indeed too small. The only cards smaller than this were the two, three, and four, a total of twelve cards, while there are fifty-four cards in a deck, so this round was clearly lost.

Chu Jianyang’s eyes brightened as he said, "Looks like you’re not very lucky. Is it that you’re successful in love but unlucky in gambling?"

Song Xiaodong picked up a glass of wine, took a sip, and said, "Stop the nonsense, if I lose, I’ll give you the money, reveal your card."

"Good! Let’s see how I beat you." Chu Jianyang also put on airs, mimicking Song Xiaodong’s actions, and threw his card out.

Everyone looked at Chu Jianyang’s card. They were stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter.

Chu Jianyang, Zhou Fei, and the later arriving Xiao Zhiming all turned pale. The card was the Four of Clubs, just a bit smaller than Song Xiaodong’s card.

"Damn!" Chu Jianyang suddenly turned dark, unable to hold back a curse. That was just too unlucky.

Zhou Fei immediately widened his eyes and said, "This time I’ll do it."

Song Xiaodong replied, "Sure, go ahead."

Zhou Fei was decisive, directly drawing a card from the deck, slapping it down on the table, and it turned out to be the Queen of Hearts. He immediately broke into laughter.

The card was clearly a big one, with a King, an Ace, two jokers, and a Queen of Spades on top. That made only eleven cards larger than this one, so the odds of winning were pretty high.

Miao Qingqing wasn’t as nervous as she had been in the first round, having already secured a hundred thousand as a cushion.

"Come on, it’s your turn," Zhou Fei said, beaming with pride.

Song Xiaodong gave a faint smile and casually threw another card onto the table.

"Damn!" Zhou Fei, staring at the card, suddenly widened his eyes and cursed. It was the Ace of Spades.

"Two hundred thousand now," Song Xiaodong said, grinning as he waggled two fingers.

Infuriated, Zhou Fei declared, "I don’t believe this, let’s go again," and he already drew another card.

Song Xiaodong casually drew another card as well.

Zhou Fei, that impulsive guy, competed with Song Xiaodong in four rounds and in every single one, his card was just a bit smaller than Song Xiaodong’s.

Seeing Zhou Fei redden and swell up in frustration and about to draw again, Xiao Zhiming hurriedly said, "Wait a minute."

"No way, I refuse to believe I can’t beat him," Zhou Fei snapped.

"We’ve drawn so many cards already, we should shuffle them again," Xiao Zhiming quickly advised and then nudged Chu Jianyang.

Chu Jianyang immediately gathered the cards and began shuffling them with a snap.

Without even looking at the cards, Song Xiaodong said cheerfully, "Five hundred thousand now."

Zhou Fei’s face darkened instantly and he said, "Don’t get cocky just because you’ve won a few rounds, I’ll make you lose everything in a moment."

Song Xiaodong blinked and replied, "I just love idiots like you who keep giving me money."

"You..." Zhou Fei slammed the table and stood up abruptly, looking like he was about to throw punches.

Song Xiaodong leaned back and asked, "What? Can’t handle losing?"

Grinding his teeth, Zhou Fei retorted, "Me, unable to handle losing? Hmph, I’m just worried that a gigolo like you living off a woman’s money can’t handle it."

Once Chu Jianyang had shuffled the cards, Zhou Fei immediately grabbed one, and Song Xiaodong casually took another, once again having a higher card than Zhou Fei.

Unwilling to accept defeat, Zhou Fei drew first again and quickly lost five consecutive rounds.

Grinning, Song Xiaodong said, "A million now. You’ve lost so much, won’t your father spank you when you get home?"

Zhou Fei’s face turned dark. He had just lost a million in an instant, a significant amount indeed. If his father found out, he was bound to get a scolding, but the gambler, blinded by his losses, didn’t care about that.

Zhou Fei’s eyes bulged, he slammed the table and shouted, "This is playing too small, I bet a million with you on one round."

The crowd gasped, their faces changing color. A round of a hundred thousand, although felt quite substantial, was bearable for most there. But a round of a million, even for the wealthier ones, was not to be trifled with. Think about it, even a company invested with several tens of millions might only see a few million in profits yearly, or even none at all in the first few years.

Song Xiaodong narrowed his eyes at Zhou Fei and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Positive!" Zhou Fei declared, glaring back at Song Xiaodong, filled with rage.