Chapter 71 - 71 Do You Look Down on Women
Billionaire’s Beloved Wife
71: Do You Look Down on Women?
71: Do You Look Down on Women?
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation As memories of the past resurfaced, a hint of cold ruthlessness appeared in Nan Yanâs eyes.
Quickly, she suppressed them, forcing herself not to dwell on those thoughts anymore.
There was no use in thinking about them now.
When she had enough power in the future, she could think about them then.
Shen Junqing sensed a fleeting coldness emanating from her and speculated that she might have recalled something unpleasant.
However, she had excellent emotional control, and in an instant, she returned to normal.
Everyone has their own secrets, and he had no intention of prying.
He merely reached out and patted her head, which was covered with a cap, and smirked, âAlright, today, Third Brother will see how Yan Yan dominates the gambling world.â # Inside the casino, the boss had a grim expression.
The gambling king from Thailand, Jesdaporn, was too powerful and had exceptional gambling skills.
Everyone who played against him ended up losing.
He already had over 1.3 billion chips in his possession.
And there was still a long night ahead.
At this rate, the casino would likely lose tens of billions.
It was very likely that after today, the casino would go bankrupt!
The boss was not the owner of this casino; he was just the manager.
He had already sought help from the ultimate boss behind the scenes, but the ultimate boss didnât care about what happened here.
Seeing another dejected person leaving the gambling table, the boss called over the hall manager anxiously and asked, âWhere is Third Young Master Shen?
Hasnât he arrived yet?â The hall manager trembled and replied, âYoung Master Shen said heâll be here soon, heâs probably on his way!â The atmosphere in the entire casino was extremely tense today, devoid of the usual hustle and bustle, which made the gravity of the situation even more palpable.
Gritting his teeth, the boss said, âGo and urge him again!â âYes.â As Shen Junqing and Nan Yan entered the casino, his phone rang once more.
Seeing the caller ID on the screen, he casually answered, âIâm here.â The hall managerâs voice was filled with excitement, âYoung Master Shen, where are you?
Iâll come to pick you up right away!â âNo need to pick me up, Iâm at the entrance.â Shen Junqing hung up and walked straight toward the gambling table.
The hall manager rushed over, bowing and scraping, âYoung Master Shen, you finally arrived.
Please take your seat quickly.â Shen Junqing lazily replied, âI wonât play yet.
Let my sister play a few rounds first.
If sheâs not doing well, then Iâll take over.â âAh?â The hall manager was confused.
âLet your sister play a few rounds?â He quickly realized the situation and broke into a cold sweat.
âThird Young Master, this is not the time for jokes.
Jesdaporn, the gambling king from Thailand, is arrogant and his momentum grows stronger with each victory.
If your sister goes against him, she might be frightenedâ¦â A few rounds wouldnât matter much, but the problem was that Jesdaporn had been winning continuously, greatly damaging their morale.
They urgently needed a win to turn the situation around.
Shen Junqing was not as anxious as the hall manager.
He said calmly, âMy sisterâs gambling skills arenât bad either.
Let her try first.
Perhaps my sister will be able to completely crush him even without me doing anything.â The hall manager didnât truly believe Shen Junqingâs words, but he couldnât afford to offend him at this moment.
âAlright, in the next round, let your sister play!â The hall managerâs gaze finally fell on Nan Yan, who was standing beside Shen Junqing.
She was stunning at first glance!
Despite wearing a half-covered mask, her astonishing beauty couldnât be concealed.
Instead, the partial cover made her appear more mysterious, enchanting, and nobleâ¦
After the initial astonishment, the hall manager inwardly cried out: Third Young Master Shen really wants his sister to play around!
However, he didnât dare to defy Shen Junqingâs intentions.
Bowing low, he said, âYoung Master Shen, Miss Shen, please follow me.â Without saying a word, Nan Yan didnât refute being called by the name âShen.â After all, she hadnât revealed her true identity here.
On the rectangular black gambling table, Jesdaporn held a cigar, trying to look cool.
His expressions were well-controlled, probably from watching too many gambling movies.
He didnât have the typical arrogant and haughty demeanor of an antagonist, but exuded an air of profound mystery.
Indeed, his aura was strong.
However, the person gambling against him was in a complete mental breakdown.
Sweat dripped down his forehead, his face turned pale, and his body even trembled slightly, making him uneasy in his seat.
âSurrender.
You have no chance of winning.â Jesdapornâs Chinese pronunciation sounded strange and stiff.
After speaking, he flicked his cigar into the ashtray held by someone nearby, then returned it to his mouth.
âI surrenderâ¦â The man forced a bitter smile, put down his cards, and weakly stood up, preparing to leave his seat.
Perhaps he was overwhelmed by the shock.
He took a step but suddenly swayed and fell flat on the ground.
The people nearby quickly rushed to support him, and the situation became chaotic for a moment.
âCall an ambulance!â âWho knows first aid?
Hurry up and help!â Nan Yanâs eyes flickered, and she strode over.
âIâll take care of it.â Shen Junqing was surprised once again.
Donât tell himâ¦
His sister even knew medical skills!
And now, Nan Yan showed him with practical actions that she did indeed possess medical skills.
Within two minutes, the man who had fainted regained consciousness under her acupuncture treatment.
Nan Yan removed the silver needles and calmly instructed, âTake him to a quiet place, let him lie down for a while.
Once his emotions stabilize a bit, there wonât be any major issues.â Everyone praised Nan Yan one after another.
Shen Junqing pulled Nan Yan to his side, his peach blossom eyes curved as he smiled playfully.
âLittle Yan Yan, is there anything you canât do?â âI canât do many things, but I can do quite a few.â Nan Yan replied casually.
Shen Junqingâs smile deepened.
âWell, Yan Yan, youâre amazing!â Over there, when the chaos subsided, someone shouted, âWhoâs next?
Donât waste our time, Jesdaporn, the gambling king, needs to proceed!â Shen Junqing supported Nan Yanâs shoulder and pushed her forward.
âGo, sis, show him whoâs boss.â Nan Yan took her seat calmly, rolled up her overly long sleeves casually, revealing her fair and slender wrists.
After tidying them up, she raised her eyes nonchalantly and looked across the table.
âWhat do you want to play?â âWhy is it a little girl?
Arenât there any men left in this casino who dare to come forward?â Jesdaporn frowned, feeling somewhat angry.
âAre you trying to humiliate me?
Let her step down!â To Jesdaporn, gambling with a woman was demeaning.
Women were only fit for staying at home, doing laundry and cooking, not sitting at a gambling table.
Because they were unworthy.
Nan Yanâs gaze turned icy, and she stared at him with a slightly indignant expression, asking word by word, âDo you look down on women?â âWomen shouldnât set foot in a gambling establishment.â Such a sacred place couldnât be tainted by them.
âVery well.â Nan Yan coldly curled her lips into a smirk.
âThen today, I will represent the women you look down upon and crush you.â âWhat a joke, based on what?â âHmm.â Nan Yan leaned on the gambling table with both hands, lazily and arrogantly speaking, âYou can choose any game in the casino.â