Chapter 8: Drinking to drown your sorrows, lost in love?
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Lian Li heard ridicule in his words.
But that's not important.
The important thing is that Jin Shiyue knows her cards well, but she can't figure out his trump card.
Lian Li was still very young when she first met Jin Shiyue.
Her father, Lian Jingcheng, was worried about letting her stay home alone at such a young age, so he occasionally took her driving with her employer's permission.
The Jin brothers have a good relationship, and Jin Shiyue sometimes rides in a car with Jin Yanting.
The Spring Festival had just ended that day, and Lian Li lowered her head and concentrated on counting the red envelopes.
Jin Shiyue took out a wad of banknotes and told her: If she beat him at cards, the money would be hers.
Lian Li is a money addict, his eyes light up when he sees money. When she heard Jin Shiyue say that all the money was hers, she nodded and said yes.
As a result, she never won.
And he still has the kind of playful and brutal play style that makes you lose by a cliff when you are about to win.
Extremely psychological torture.
Lian Li's first impression of Jin Shiyue was that he was a rich and dangerous villain.
After losing every time, she was so angry that she wanted to hit him, but she couldn't. In the end, tears welled up in her eyes stubbornly, as if she had lost a hundred million.
There are many advantages to being young. For example, if you cry, no one will laugh at you for being weak.
You can also get red envelopes.
...now, grown up.
Pei Qingji glanced at the card table, and the situation was clear at a glance.
Catching cards depends on luck, and playing cards depends on skill.
The two junior sisters seemed to have neither one, and she didn't even have the home field advantage.
Pei Qingji looked at Lian Li, who was not impatient and was always calm.
Zhong Yang understood the same thing and leaned on the back of the sofa: "Master Yue, don't scare sister Li. It's hard to explain to Brother Jin if you scare me."
Jin Shiyue seemed to have heard some joke, he raised his lips and smiled and said: "Is it a bubble? It breaks so easily."
He stretched out his arm and lightly hooked his long fingers. The two cards were turned over and appeared naked in front of everyone.
Lian Li's fingers resting on the table unconsciously tapped the side of the wine glass. Seeing Jin Shi's increasingly sharp and arrogant movements, she quickly raised her eyes to look at him.
The collar of the man's black shirt, made of fine material, is slightly open, looking very lazy and casual. His eyes were tinged with a shallow smile, which reduced the sharpness caused by the sharp contours of his facial features and made him more romantic and uninhibited.
Pei Qingji asked Lian Li: "Do you want a clear sign?"
"Yeah."
As long as she didn't lose money, Lian Lifu was very good and didn't care about winning or losing. She also turned over her two cards.
Zhong Yang saw clearly the winner and loser, and immediately stretched out his hands to mess up their cards, shouting: "The result is not important, the important thing is participation!"
Compared to Zhong Yang's expressive mood, Pei Qingji's expression could only be considered dull.
Jin Shiyue lightly raised his eyelids, his eyes lazily falling on Lian Li's face, who was thoughtful.
Zhong Yang was worried that Li Li would be depressed after losing cards, so he tried to tell a joke: "Mei Li, do you know why Fa Hai will never be a rapper?"
Lian Li regained consciousness and asked cooperatively: "Why."
Zhong Yang: "Because he won't spare the snake!"
Hearing this, he smiled earnestly, his eyebrows and eyes curved like bright crescent moons.
Seeing this, Zhong Yang raised his eyebrows triumphantly, like a big dog with its tail raised.
Jin Shiyue and Pei Qingji understood clearly.
The junior sister was not laughing at the joke at all, but at Zhong Yang. At the right time, Xue Shufan came over with a microphone and asked Lian Li to sing. Lian Li said hello to them and left.
Zhong Yang continued: "Li Mei is still young and doesn't play often. It's good to be so good."
The cell phone on the table rang.
Jin Shiyue glanced at it, picked up his mobile phone, and when he stood up, he patted the back of Zhong Yang's head and smiled wildly: "Blind man, go see an ophthalmologist when you have time."
Afterwards, he strolled to the quiet balcony to answer the phone.
"Hey!" Zhong Yang scratched his cheek, puzzled. "Master, what do you mean?"
Pei Qingji pondered for a long time, accurately pulled out an Ace of Hearts from a pile of cards, and twirled it twice with his fingertips.
Is it really that my poker skills are rusty, or is I losing on purpose?
If she really lost on purpose, she would have become extremely proficient in the art of releasing water.
God is unaware of it.
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You definitely can't win when playing with a moody young master, but once the other party notices your cheating, it will be even worse than winning.
Don't be hypocritical and let others find fault.
Even someone as smart as Zhong Yang didn’t notice it, it was so impeccable...
Pei Qingji raised his eyes and looked in Lian Li's direction.
Lian Li didn't sing, but sat elegantly on a high stool, transforming into a PD to help Xue Shufan switch the speakers.
"What are you going to sing?"
"Omelette fell in love with Poached Egg. He took the guitar and walked downstairs to Poached Egg to sing: This is a little love song about Omelette~" Xue Shufan said vividly while holding the microphone.
Lian Li smiled and ordered a "Little Love Song" for her.
The pleasant and soothing music played, and her feet on the ground tapped to the beat of the music. Her eyes inadvertently swept across the balcony, and she was stunned.
The man stood leaning against the railing, with cold, dark light and shadow floating around him, creating a tall, slender figure. He was holding his mobile phone in one hand and holding a cigarette in the other. His expression was cold, and he didn't know who he was talking to.
Pale white mist spread from his fingertips, gradually blending into the night.
The angular face is hidden behind the thick night and smoke, making it look unreal.
Frame by frame, it’s like a carefully crafted shot in a movie.
Maybe he noticed something, and Jin Shiyue took a look here.
His cool eyes flickered past her... he probably didn't notice her.
Jin Shiyue raised his hand casually and took a puff of cigarette. The watch on his wrist was facing the light, shining brightly, and Lian Li's eyes were dazzled.
After a while, there was a bright dot in front of my eyes.
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Pei Qingji sat on the sofa, pondering over a pack of cigarettes in his hand.
Smoking is a carefully polished old craft, which is rare... Pei Qingji caught a glimpse of a tall and straight figure from the corner of his eye, and turned to look at the person.
The sleeves of Jin Shiyue's dark shirt were slightly rolled up, revealing two strong arms that contained immeasurable explosive power.
He crossed his long legs, put his feet up on the coffee table, and leaned on the back of the sofa, looking lazy.
"Meng Dingkai asked around about the secrets behind the Second Young Master's leaving the military area for a piece of land." Pei Qingji put down her cigarette case and asked, "What, are you really serious about taking over L25?"
Jin Shiyue squinted at him and raised his eyebrows on the left: "Tell Meng Dingkai that L25 is a geomantic treasure land surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is planned to be used to bury him and let his descendants wait and enjoy the blessings."
Pei Qingji looked at him with a smile.
Let’s not mention leaving the military area early. L25 is such a large piece of land, involving many high-tech parks and industrial bases, and also includes the military industry sector. If he was not sure, he would not have revealed it.
Zhong Yang came back from seeing off Lian Li and Xue Shufan, sat down on the dark brown sofa, took the wine bottle, poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all in one go, and then poured a second glass.
Pei Qingji saw him drinking three glasses of wine in a row, "You are drinking to drown your sorrows, are you broken in love?"