Bai Shimu first saw Gu Jueye on news reports. He was from a prestigious family, exceptionally handsome and elegant. Her first impression of him? "A demon!"
The second time she met Gu ...
Du Muchen glanced at Bai Qianmo: "Little Momo, although Sister Su is an amateur, even an amateur can see that Horse No. 4 is too thin and small. Are you sure you want to buy it?"
"Okay, I'll buy number four."
Du Muchen looked at Gu Jueye.
"Seventh Brother, you're with Number Four too?"
āIām the same as Qianmo.ā Gu Jueye looked at the girl beside him with affection.
"Then I'll buy two." Bai Qianmo pressed the call button without hesitation and contacted customer service to buy number 4.
Su Peishan lowered her voice and secretly bought number 8.
Ji Cong'an and Jiang Nanyan each chose number 6 and number 9 based on their own observations.
Xie Siming used to be a big fan of Gu Jueye, but now he's become a little fan of Qianmo.
"Sister-in-law, if you buy number 4, then I'll go with number 4 too."
Ji Cong'an looked disgusted and muttered under his breath: "Such a lackey."
Xie Siming naturally heard it, but he wasn't angry at all.
Ji Gou Xiong didn't know his sister-in-law's true abilities, but he had witnessed them firsthand.
The younger sister-in-law guessed correctly in both of her stock bets with Gou Si. This time, her choice of horse number 4 must have been for a reason.
The match has officially begun.
A gunshot rang out, and nine horses charged quickly toward the track.
The first to run ahead was number 9, an old horse that was said to be the previous champion. He had been running on the track for several years and had only lost twice.
Horse number 9 is also the star of this event, and many spectators came specifically for it.
The commentator on stage was enthusiastically explaining the current situation.
Bai Qianmo's gaze remained fixed on horse number 4. Horse number 4 appeared to be smaller than the other eight horses and was currently ranked in the lower middle range.
Midway through the race, horse number 6 suddenly sprinted and overtook horse number 9. Horse number 9 was clearly struggling to keep up and was subsequently overtaken by horses number 8 and 7, currently sitting in fourth place.
However, horse number 4 remained unhurried, following behind horse number 9, showing no intention of overtaking.
When there were still more than 500 meters to go, horse number 4 suddenly exerted its strength and rushed forward like lightning.
It overtook number 7, then number 8, and finally, just before reaching the finish line, it quickly overtook number 6.
When horse number 4 won the race, the audience erupted in cheers.
"What's going on? Isn't this number 4 horse a newcomer to the race? How did it get first place?"
"Damn, I got a few friends to watch together. I bought tickets for the other eight accounts, but I didn't buy ticket number 4..."
I feel like I missed out on a fortune.
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Ji Cong'an, Jiang Nanyan, and Du Muchen all wore expressions of surprise.
Su Peishan was stunned again, feeling as if she had been stabbed in the heart, and her liver, spleen, and kidneys all ached.
"Little Momo, you really guessed right."
Jiang Nan said incredulously, "Number 4 is a domestic horse. It is smaller and thinner than imported horses. It is also the first time participating in horse racing betting. Experts who often bet on horses do not have high hopes for Number 4. I'm afraid that few of the thousands of spectators will bet on it this time."
Ji Cong'an cursed himself inwardly. If he had known Qianmo was so lucky, he should have done what Xie Siming did and become a lackey. It wouldn't have been a big deal.
Xie Siming crossed his legs smugly, looking rather smug.
"Winning this little bit of money is nothing; it's the feeling of superiority that I'm after."
"Small change? This round is worth 100,000 yuan." Su Peishan's heart ached.
When Du Muchen saw her like this, he guessed that she hadn't listened to Qianmo.
"Sister Su, which number did you buy?"
Bai Qianmo frowned and looked at Su Peishan: "You didn't buy size 4?"
Su Peishan blushed slightly: "I ended up buying number 8 anyway..."
Du Muchen scoffed, "What did I tell you? It's either 666 or 888. Those are the only two numbers in your head."
Su Peishan was already in a bad mood after losing the bet, and being ridiculed by Du Muchen in public made her even worse.
"Didn't you also buy number 8?" You brat, your great-aunt heard everything just now.
Du Muchen blinked his clear eyes and glanced away somewhat awkwardly.
"The next round is about to begin. Let's see who will be the final winner this time."
Ten minutes later
The second game begins
Bai Qianmo's gaze swept carefully over the horses waiting in the racecourse, finally settling on horse number 2.
Gu Jueye looked at Bai Qianmo: "Have you made your choice?"
"Okay, I'll choose number 2. What about you?"
"I'll go with you!"
While they were showing off their love on one side, Su Peishan stared intently at the big screen, secretly competing with herself.
We must win this time. We'll fight for our honor, not just for the sake of winning. We absolutely cannot let that brat look down on us.
"Hey, Sister Su, which one are you choosing this time?" Du Muchen sat next to Su Peishan, the two of them closest to each other.
"Want to learn from me again? Heh, I'm absolutely not going to tell you."
After saying that, Su Peishan got up and walked towards Bai Qianmo.
Du Muchen chuckled.
The woman's competitive spirit was piqued, and she kept her mouth shut.
Do you really think I don't know if you don't tell me?
Su Peishan leaned close to Bai Qianmo's ear and whispered, "Qianmo, which horse should we buy this time?"
"We chose number 2."
Su Peishan snapped her fingers and immediately returned to her seat.
To prevent Du Muchen from eavesdropping, she leaned over the armrest, pressed a button, and whispered a few words.
Du Muchen gave a soft hum and pressed the communication device on his armrest.
"Buy me horse number 2."
When Su Peishan heard that Du Muchen had also chosen number 2, she turned her head and glared at him.
Du Muchen raised an eyebrow and gave a provocative laugh.
Bai Qianmo saw the two exchanging glances and thought to herself: Brother Chen, it's fun to mistreat your wife for a while, but it's a nightmare to win her back. No wonder you haven't won her heart after all these years!