2408 What If I Lose?

Unexpectedly, Gu Hengbo was easy to talk to. He immediately said, "I'll come another day since the dean is busy outside."

Feng Yu still wanted to say something, but the other party had already hung up.

Feng Yu frowned. "What's going on?"

Qin Si had already driven the car outside. Seeing that he was on the phone with someone, he rolled down the window and said, "Dean, get in."

Feng Yu dismissed Gu Hengbo's random call from his mind, opened the passenger door, and got into the car.

Qin Si stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Feng Yu sent a message to Qiao Nian saying that everyone had gone back and asked her to go back early. Then, he put his phone down and closed his eyes to rest.

He did not notice that when the red sports car turned the corner, a black Bentley was parked by the intersection. He was very familiar with the license plate. It was Gu Hengbo's car…

At this moment, Gu Hengbo expressionlessly sent a message: [Prepare to attack!]

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At the same time, the atmosphere in the Bright Gate's private room was lively.

Yang Liu was already sitting on the Pai Gow table, shaking the dice cup in her hand.

Seeing her determined gaze, Mo Xi couldn't help but lean forward and say, "Master Wang, Miss Qiao used you as a bet. If she loses…"

The people from Bright Gate did not expect Master Wang's girlfriend to be such a gambler. Their impression of her changed. At least, they were not as judgmental as when she first entered.

Ye Wangchuan put his hands in his windbreaker and raised his snow-white chin. He glanced at him lazily and elegantly. "Do you really want her to lose?"

"That, that's not it." Mo Xi was much calmer after being swept by his gaze. "I just didn't expect Miss Qiao to use you as a bet. If she had bet on anything else, Yang Liu should know her limits and not insist on winning. But since Miss Qiao is betting on you… it's hard to say."

After all, Yang Liu had seriously liked Master Wang for seven years. Seven years was a long time. At the very least, it showed how serious a person was.

Sigh, Miss Qiao was betting too much this time.

Master Wang was probably going to be used as compensation!

He turned to look at Mo Dong. Seeing that he did not look worried, he asked in surprise, "Why aren't you afraid that Miss Qiao will lose?"

This time, Mo Dong glanced at him as if he was looked down on. He crossed his arms and calmly asked, "Have you ever seen Miss Qiao lose?"

Mo Xi could not refute him for a moment. "But everyone knows that Yang Liu's dice skills are top-notch in Bright Gate. Miss Qiao…"

"… Let's see!" Mo Dong calmly interrupted him and stole a glance at the man standing behind Qiao Nian.

Seeing Ye Wangchuan's calm expression, Mo Dong instantly calmed down and returned his attention to the showdown.

At this moment, Yang Liu had already slammed the dice cup on the table with all her might. She directly opened the lid, revealing the dice totaling 30 points.

She looked at the girl proudly with a smile on her lips. She extended her hand and said, "Miss Qiao, it's your turn. Please!"

Qiao Nian slowly threw all six dice into the dice cup, then raised her eyelids and frivolously said to the man, "What if I lose?"

The love in Ye Wangchuan's eyes was about to overflow. He shrugged slightly, not caring that the private room was filled with his people. He lazily said, "I'm a freeloader. How would I know?"

His gaze never left the girl for a second. It was scorching hot. "Why don't you work hard, God Qiao?"