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After Giving up, the Fake Young Lady Was Group-Pampered-Chapter 229 - : No. 12 Is Not a Chip
Chapter 229 - 229: No. 12 Is Not a Chip
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yue Xin looked at the turtle card in her hand. Yes, she had lost again. The first few rounds seemed to have exhausted all her luck, causing her to not be able to win a single round.
E.P. took Yue Xin’s chips and silently felt sorry for No. 12. Boohoo, it’s really all his No.12’s money. HE was ruined by this bad woman. How annoying!
E.P. carefully separated the chips from No. 12 and placed them beside him. At this moment, he heard Yue Xin say, “Let’s play another round.”
Hearing this, E.P. wanted to curse. Since it wasn’t this woman’s own money, she didn’t feel sorry at all, right?
“No. 12, aren’t you going to control her? Don’t lose your underpants later.” E.P.
had completely lost interest in playing with Yue Xin and revealed his true colors. What he said about losing his underpants was not a threat, but a fact.
There were many gamblers who came to Building No. No. No. No. No. 8. Many of them were inferior to others. After losing, they would often continue to gamble. After winning two rounds, they thought that they could turn the tables and bet more and more. In the end, they would lose everything on them. Not to mention their underpants, there were also many who lost their lives.
“I can’t control her.” No. 12’s cold voice sounded, but the words he said were not cold.
E.P. snorted softly. His anger towards Yue Xin instantly reached its peak. He put away his previous business smile and his expression was gloomy. He leaned against the chair behind him… Then, he lay on the ground.
“Damn it, who changed my chair!”
The subordinate beside him replied with a trembling voice, “B -Boss, your chair has been sent for repairs. It hasn’t been repaired yet. This is a spare chair.”
E.P was speechless.This was so annoying! He was annoyed just now, and now he was even more annoyed!
He scratched his head in frustration and got up from the ground. He kicked the chair away and glared fiercely at Yue Xin.
At this moment, Yue Xin could indeed see the aura of a king from E.P.
“I’m tired. In the last round, I’ll bet all your chips and see if Heaven will stand on your side,” E.P. said with a mocking smile. This time, he didn’t emphasize luck. Instead, he changed his words. Heaven.
Yue Xin did not show any fear in the face of E.P’s conditions. Just like before, she nodded lightly and asked, “Then if you lose, will you lose everything?”
Hearing Yue Xin’s words, E.P. sneered. “Everything I have is not something a little girl like you can compare to. That’s enough. If you can beat me, I’ll give you all the money I just won and double it!”
E.P. raised this condition, thinking that Yue Xin would agree immediately. After all, from the beginning, Yue Xin’s behavior was the same as all the gamblers in Building No. 8. She was an idiot who couldn’t even be helped by No.12. However, he didn’t expect that this time, E.P. was wrong. Yue Xin didn’t agree to his condition. Instead, she shook her head and said, “I don’t want that money. I want you as a person.”
E.P. was dumbfounded. Hearing Yue Xin’s words, E.P.’s rough face lost most of its anger. He asked in confusion, “You want me?”
Yue Xin nodded.
E.P. screamed, “Aiya! You insatiable woman. You’re not satisfied with No.12, but you still want me! You… Ouch, it hurts!”
Before E.P. could curse, No. 12 reached him and punched him in the stomach.
After being beaten up by No. 12, E.P. finally stopped his ridiculous imagination and said to Yue Xin, “Alright, if I lose, I’ll promise you something I can do.” This was already a huge concession. After all, E.P. could do a lot of things. Money could make ghosts work, and he was very rich.
Yue Xin clearly knew about this matter too. She didn’t say anything else and nodded. However, before E.P’s condition could be finished, after Yue Xin agreed, he added another condition. “If you lose, you will lose everything. What it means is that No. 12 has to be given to me too.”
E.P. looked at No. 12 with heartache. “Baby 12, wait for me. I won’t let you suffer with bad women anymore!”
Yue Xin replied, “No.”
E.P. said, “Okay, let’s get started… Wait a minute, no?”
Yue Xin repeated, “Yes, no. No. 12 is not a bargaining chip. He can’t go to the gambling table.”
Yue Xin was negotiating with E.P., so she didn’t see the complicated emotions in No.12’s eyes when she said this.
E.P. didn’t know why, but after hearing Yue Xin’s words, he suddenly became easy to talk to and accepted Yue Xin’s rejection. “It’s the last round. Hurry up and lose so that I can eat.” Yue Xin nodded. “Yes, I’ll try my best to lose quickly.”
E.P. was speechless..