Chapter 139

The money wasn't much, but the insult was extremely strong.

"You wouldn't happen to have deliberately brought a professional along to win our money, would you?" Jiang Tu first cursed, then glared at Qiao Muting to question him.

The beauty didn't look old, just like someone in her twenties who hadn't seen much of the world, so how did it feel like she had been mixing in the mahjong underworld for decades the moment she made a move?

"Two of bamboo." After playing a tile, Shu Xia explained harmlessly, "I just have good luck."

Qiao Muting watched Shu Xia play the pig to eat the tiger, his eyes warming with a hint of a smile, and he said indifferently, "If you can't afford to lose, don't play."

"Who are you looking down on?" Jiang Tu was speechless.

Which one of them brothers couldn't afford to lose?

Never mind a few hundred thousand; losing a few hundred million in a night wouldn't matter at all.

No wonder she could be brought out by Qiao Muting; although she was a beauty, she wasn't a bimbo.

After Shu Xia won three rounds in a row, she turned her head and said to Qiao Muting, "That's enough, right? It seems excessive to keep winning."

She did a rough calculation; it was already four or five million, and each of them had lost between eight or nine hundred thousand to over a million.

Zhong Nainai had said that one must not be addicted to gambling, as it was ill-gotten wealth, and one should stop while ahead.

"Have you played enough? If not, you can continue; what you've won is nothing." Qiao Muting's gaze landed on her gently fluttering eyelashes.

Shu Xia was somewhat embarrassed by her winnings, "Wait for me to go back and treat you to a meal."

"Eat what you make." Qiao Muting's throat rolled slightly.

He didn't know why, perhaps the atmosphere in the club was a bit ambiguous, leaving his heart feeling somewhat restless.

Shu Xia readily agreed, "Then I'll prepare it to the standard of a Manchu Han Imperial Feast."

Otherwise, it wouldn't be worth these millions.

"Good." Qiao Muting replied in a low voice.

"Forgot to ask, what is the beauty's name?" Jiang Tu asked casually.

It really was the first time seeing Qiao Muting be so close to a woman.

One could see some doting between his brows.

"Shu Xia." After saying her name, Shu Xia pushed over her tiles; she had won again.

"Damn!" Jiang Tu's eyes widened.

Qiao Muting swept a glance at Jiang Tu; this look didn't need words, but the warning was clear: don't use foul language.

The corners of Jiang Tu's mouth twitched.

"Qiao, I'm a bit tired." Shu Xia pretended to be a little tired.

In fact, she wasn't tired at all; it was just that the stakes were too high and the wins and losses were too thrilling. If it were just three or five yuan, she could battle until tomorrow morning.

Qiao Muting saw through Shu Xia's little scheme, "Go rest; there's food over there."

Shu Xia nodded. After she stood up, Qiao Muting asked Jiang Tu and the others, "Are you all still playing?"

Jiang Tu also stood up, "Not playing anymore, eating cake."

From the beginning, Qiao Muting hadn't wanted to play; asking that now was just giving him face, could he really continue playing?

Shu Xia was a bit thirsty, but there was no water, only drinks and alcohol.

So she picked up a glass of orange juice and took a few sips.

Then she ate a few pieces of fruit.

"Are you really Qiao's secretary?"

Shu Xia turned her head to look at Xu Yifei, who had asked her. She was the lead actress of a currently popular TV series and was at the height of her fame. She liked watching Xu Yifei's dramas; her acting was very natural.

"Mm, I am a secretary."

Tonight, she was just Qiao Muting's secretary, not some secretly married wife.