Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 567 - 570: The First Glimpse of the Mystery of One’s Origins 1_1

"Within one hour, the person who loses the most will have to perform a show."

Nan Baihao came out of the bathroom looking glum. But as soon as he returned, he put on a fresh expression, as if he hadn’t just been thoroughly fleeced; it was as if he’d simply been to the toilet.

Everyone agreed to the rule, so the mahjong game began.

Hua Hua, Luo Xi, Liang Huanhuan, and Gu Shaocheng all gathered around the table. Nan Baihao sat beside Huanhuan, trying to give her some pointers from time to time, but she kept brushing him off, "Stop teaching me, I know how to play."

On the other hand, Chenxing, who was sitting next to Young Master Gu, was behaving very obediently, continually replying to text messages on his cell phone.

Since it was New Year’s Eve, the Gu family had business all over the world, many of which were conducted with fellow Chinese people. Every year at this time, Shaocheng received a constant stream of New Year’s greetings. He paid them no mind, leaving it up to her to reply to all them.

Chenxing, despite not having many other skills, was remarkably proficient at texting.

So, many people were wide awake with excitement tonight as Mr. Gu actually responded to their messages. It felt like suddenly being favored by the monarch. Their eyes filled with hot tears as they stared at the responses; this was the first time Mr. Gu had replied to their New Year’s greetings.

"Haha, I won again! Did you see that, honey? Gu... Mr. Gu, pay up, pay up quickly!"

Influenced by the jubilant Huanhuan, Chenxing looked up to see Shaocheng’s stash of money was dwindling. Half an hour had passed, and it seemed he’d only won one game. She wondered if he even knew how to play mahjong.

Originally indifferent towards him, Chenxing began to feel sorry for his wallet, "Shaocheng, let me teach you."

"You know how to play?"

Looking down on her, eh? Chenxing volunteered enthusiastically, "Of course I do."

If she didn’t intervene, he would lose everything within the next half hour, and she really didn’t want to sit there and watch. But she also didn’t want any public kisses or stripping performances from him. Especially in front of two other women, she couldn’t watch her man strip.

The more Chenxing thought about it, the more anxious she got. She nudged him, hoping he would give up his seat, "Let me play! I promise I will win back all that you’ve lost."

Young Master Gu’s eyes flickered with an unreadable look.

"I’ll take over. Look, you’ve lost everything." His deep eyes twinkled. He was just planning on losing everything, so he could steal a romantic kiss from her... and now she decided to step in?

The man was contemplating in his mind.

"Hurry up and give me your seat." Chenxing was impatient.

With a low laugh, Shaocheng swept her onto his lap and comfortably leaned back, "Alright, your turn; I’m counting on you now."

He hadn’t expected that Chenxing would actually be good at this. After a few rounds, the pile of banknotes in front of them had begun to grow again.

Nan Baihao saw his wife’s expression growing more and more sour, so he and Shaocheng headed to the bathroom again.

As before, they communicated with hand signals.

"Bro, this is inhumane. We agreed to let Huanhuan win and be happy. You are breaching the agreement!"

"One round is 600,000, consider it my breach penalty!" As long as Chenxing was happy, that was all that mattered.

She had been in a bad mood all day, and now that she was having a good time, he didn’t want to spoil it.

Nan Baihao was not having it: "No! You have to get Chenxing down. I want my wife to be happy tonight."

"1 million!"

"My wife’s happiness is priceless!"

Young Master Gu raised an eyebrow: "2 million."