Chapter 227: 【227】Won't you invite me up to sit for a while? _1

Inside a luxurious apartment.

Xu Hongyuan was teasing his adorable son, while his wife, Yu Xiuhua, sat nearby, her face brimming with a happy smile as she watched the father and son.

This warm atmosphere was shattered by a sudden phone call.

When Xu Hongyuan heard Dou Chao’s report, his expression instantly turned gloomy.

The child playing in his arms, perhaps sensing his murderous aura, immediately burst into loud tears.

Impatient, Xu Hongyuan handed the child to his wife and then stood up to walk to the balcony, “You handled it correctly, the Zhou family has a big influence in Zhonghai, and we can’t afford to offend them lightly.”

Dou Chao on the other end of the call finally breathed a sigh of relief, “Mr. Xu, our losses this time are too great, almost equal to half a year’s revenue.”

Xu Hongyuan’s expression was as still as water, and after a long silence, he spoke again, “That guy with the surname Tang, do you know him?”

“I don’t know him, it’s his first time here, but he seems to have a good relationship with Zhou Bingrui.”

“Send me his photo.”

Xu Hongyuan didn’t have to wait too long before he received the photo sent by Dou Chao.

It was a capture from surveillance footage, in which Tang Feng was rolling dice with a confident smile on his face.

He was naturally handsome, and his dice-throwing gesture was very stylish, to the uninformed, it might seem like a scene from a movie.

But when Xu Hongyuan saw this handsome photo, the murderous intent in his eyes surged dramatically.

“Tang Feng!”

These two words were almost squeezed through his clenched teeth.

He hadn’t felt such hatred for a person in many years like he did now.

This person had thwarted his plans several times before.

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And now, the kid had gone to his casino and carried off sixty million in one swoop.

“Son of a bitch, I’ll pulverize you into dust!”

“Bang!”

A brand-new iPhone 13 was instantly smashed to pieces!

…

Tang Feng, Zhou Bingrui, and Mao Anyi walked out of the casino, all in very good spirits.

“Not bad, Feng, I didn’t expect your gambling skills to be so fierce. This is the first time I’ve ever won money. You’ve really avenged me here,” Zhou said with unabated excitement in his voice, brimming with joy.

Tang Feng couldn’t help but tease, “It’s not that my skills are good, it’s your skills that are too weak. You’d better gamble less in the future; be careful not to lose everything.”

Zhou Bingrui heartily agreed, “You’re right, even if I gamble in the future, I should call you first. You’re now the Gambling God.”

Tang Feng couldn’t be bothered to dissuade him further and took out his phone, “I’ll transfer the five million I owe you.”

Zhou Bingrui, acting generous, waved his hand, “Why be so exact with me? Besides, didn’t I also win over five million thanks to you? Let’s just call it even.”

He and Mao Anyi had partnered as bankers and collected over ten million in gambling money.

The two divided the proceeds equally, each of them taking a little over five million.

Mao Anyi couldn’t stop smiling.

This amount of money was almost equal to all her assets.

“Tang Feng, thank you. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have earned this money,” she said, a bit embarrassed, feeling as though she’d just picked up five million for nothing.

“If you feel bad about it, you can give the money back to me,” Tang Feng said cheekily, reaching out his hand.

“Get lost, I’m not embarrassed with you,” Mao Anyi clutched her pocket firmly, refusing to return the money as if her life depended on it.

“You don’t have to give that money back, but you still owe me fifty thousand from before; you have to return that, right?”

“That fifty thousand… you gave it to me, it wasn’t like I asked you for it,” Mao Anyi put on a tightfisted act, leaving Tang Feng helpless.

Zhou Bingrui’s gaze swept back and forth between the two for a few rounds before he suddenly said, “Oh, I’ve just remembered something I must deal with right away.”

“You two take my car and go back first, don’t wait for me.”

Tang Feng looked at him, puzzled, “What else do you have to do? You’re not thinking of going back to gambling, are you?”

Zhou Bingrui quickly waved his hands, “I promise I won’t gamble anymore, I really have something to take care of; you guys go ahead.”

With that, he handed the car keys to Tang Feng and also made sure to give him a wink.

Tang Feng thought he was acting strange, but took the keys anyway and drove off with Mao Anyi.

Watching the Mercedes disappear into the night, Zhou Bingrui finally retracted his gaze.

Brother, this is as far as I can help. The rest is up to you.

After a couple of moments of reflection, he quickly took out his phone and called his assistant, “Hurry up and send a car to pick me up…”

…

Tang Feng dropped Mao Anyi off at the gate of her residential complex.

The complex was called “Dingxiu Qingxi,” a famous high-end apartment block in Zhonghai, reputedly costing sixty to seventy thousand per square meter.

If it had been the old Tang Feng, he would certainly have envied, been jealous of, and hated this for a while.

And in the end, cursed, “Damn rich people!”

But now he was also a tycoon with assets over a hundred million; if he wanted, he could buy a dozen apartments here in cash.

So he didn’t harbor that resentment anymore.

“Thanks,” Mao Anyi said as she got out of the car and waved at him.

“Aren’t you going to invite me up to sit for a while?” Tang Feng teased her on purpose.

“It’s getting late, maybe some other day,” Mao Anyi glanced at her watch, seeming a bit troubled.

“Some other day?” Tang Feng’s eyes suddenly lit up, his gaze roving over her with predatory interest.

She was dressed in a black jumpsuit for a dinner party that evening, which beautifully showcased her perfect figure.

Feeling his gaze upon her, Mao Anyi’s cheeks turned red instantly.

If it were any other man looking at her with this kind of gaze, she would have been extremely angry.

But for some reason, when it was him, she wasn’t just not angry but a little flattered.

Indeed, double standards are part of human nature.

“Um… I… I have time the day after tomorrow; I’ll take you out for tea then. I need to go now,” she said in a fluster, then quickly walked toward the complex.

In her haste, she nearly twisted her ankle.

Then she limped away, disappearing into the night.

Tang Feng retracted his gaze, marveling at how unpredictable life is.

People he could only look up to on TV were all of a sudden involved in his life to such an extent.

And it seemed, they were surprisingly easy to get along with.