Love You for the Rest of My Life

Chapter 901: Lose a Game, Pluck a Leg Hair

"Is there no other option?" Nangong Jin couldn’t help but ask, as the two proposed solutions really left him without words.

"What if we settle with losing money?"

"I’ve already said losing money harms relationships," Di Mingchen blinked, "How about this, I’ll offer you a universal solution: lose one game, pluck one leg hair. You shouldn’t have a problem with that, right?"

This was a popular trick among the soldiers in his military camp.

Upon hearing Di Mingchen’s words, Nangong Jin’s striking face immediately darkened. What kind of perverse game was this?

Nangong Ran’s expression also changed instantly as he couldn’t help but look at Di Mingchen, complaining deeply, "I didn’t expect you to be this kind of brother!"

Di Mingchen raised an eyebrow, "Otherwise, what else do you think he could lose?"

This made sense, since they were adamant about not gambling with money because it could damage relationships, leaving only physical and endurance challenges as options.

"I have no problem," declared Di Mingjue, raising his eyebrows.

"I’m easy-going too," Di Mingzhe nonchalantly echoed.

Di Xiaxia immediately felt like crying out in frustration, thinking seriously, you’re acting like a President, and you’re playing leg hair plucking with someone? Is that really okay?

"Any objections, Xiaojin?" Di Mingchen, lighting a cigarette nonchalantly, was all smiles as he looked at Nangong Jin.

Nangong Jin flashed a smile, "Are you sure you want to go this big?"

"Can’t handle it?" Di Mingjue looked at Nangong Jin challengingly with a raised eyebrow.

Nangong Jin kept smiling, maintaining his good-natured demeanor as he nodded, "If the Vice President and the commander-in-chief are down for plucking leg hair, I certainly have no issues."

"Alright, that makes three solutions to choose from. If there are no problems, let’s start," Di Mingjue declared.

"Sure." Nangong Jin nodded.

The four of them began their card game.

Gu Qibao on the side was beyond words with his critique. Can’t this get any more lovable?

Seriously, one a mafia tycoon, one a vice president, one a military commander, and one the wealthiest man, sitting here playing this trivial game of plucking leg hair!

Oh come on, you guys aren’t that young. Can’t you be a little less childish?

It seems that men, as a species, truly, can be more childish than women when they’re childish, more innocent than women when they’re innocent, and likewise, can love more crazily than women when they do love.

That’s just men for you—bold, spirited, and domineering, with nothing they dare not gamble on.

It seems the three brothers are really going all out for Di Jinxuan!

Gu Qibao is actually pretty curious, who the heck is going to be stripped first?

Their card game was proceeding quickly. Among them, Di Mingjue’s card skills were the best. No way around it, with a computer brain, he couldn’t be underestimated.

Following him was Di Mingzhe, who knew his way around politics—a person good at politics wouldn’t be bad at cards either.

Di Mingchen was also quite good. Because there was limited entertainment in the military camp, he often played a few hands.

As for Nangong Jin, his level was not bad either since he owned a casino himself.

With equal skills, it all really came down to luck.

However, one thing was certain, the Di brothers would definitely team up against Nangong Jin!

These three had been coordinating since they were kids!

So, Nangong Jin was indeed in a precarious situation.

Unexpectedly, however, Nangong Jin’s luck was explosive today, and he didn’t lose the first game.

But no one won either since they all kept their cards close.

The three brothers were all waiting for Nangong Jin to make a wrong move, but unfortunately, he didn’t. Instead, he won the round.

So the first game ended with no winners or losers.

The second game started quickly.

Di Mingchen was about to cry in the second round, unable to win, constantly unable to draw the right cards.

But if he couldn’t win, he would have to pay up fully, which meant more than just a piece of clothing, a leg hair, or doing one-handed push-ups.

So, regrettably, he had to play his cards right and threw the card Di Mingjue needed.

Di Mingjue, having no choice but to take the card, rolled his eyes and won the hand.

Thus, Di Mingchen was about to cry once more.