Cheers erupted around the sofa; after all, who wouldn't be excited when it was the turn of the aloof and handsome young master Xu to be pranked?

"Who is the other one? Please step forward so we don't have to search them one by one."

Zhou Bo was eager to try, "Should I set up a camera for those unforgettable few minutes? Tan San, you just used it to film Cen Dong's marriage ceremony—"

The words suddenly caught in his throat. Tan Yuchen glanced at him casually, but Zhou Bo immediately fell silent, not daring to say anything more.

What the hell? What did I do to him?

Knowing that Xu Yanzhi had drawn the Ace of Hearts, Meng Jiuyi relaxed. The two of them were already sitting next to each other, so there was no need for them to move to the side. He moved his lips and spoke in a bubble-like sound.

“Xu Yanzhi.” She tugged at his collar.

The person she was pulling lowered their ear slightly while drinking water, but their eyes remained fixed straight ahead.

Meng Jiuyi lowered his voice, "I'm the Jack of Spades. If you're shy, I can pounce on you..."

There's no rule about kissing, so Meng Jiuyi figured she could just use a camera angle to make it look like she touched his cheek and that was it.

Her words sounded like those of a female bandit.

Several black lines appeared on Xu Yanzhi's forehead.

Upon closer inspection, even the fine hairs on the back of her neck stood up; she seemed somewhat embarrassed. As soon as she finished speaking, the cards in her hand were pulled out and stacked with the cards the man had laid out—the Ace of Hearts and the Jack of Spades.

Before anyone could react, Xu Yanzhi pulled her arm and climbed on top of her, pinning Meng Jiuyi against the back of the sofa.

The distance between them had long since crossed the line of social safety, so that she could see the man's face, half-lit and half-shadowed, just by looking up. The terrace was lit only by a few ambient brass lamps, which dimly outlined his silhouette.

The thumb gripping her wrist was so firm, pressing against the wrist bone that she could barely hold with her hand.

Their breaths grew closer, and he lowered his head to slowly lean in, as if he were about to kiss her.

Meng Jiuyi immediately closed his eyes.

"Chairman Xu, you've finally met your match! This is the first time I've seen you so impatient."

"Isn't this game just the right opportunity for you?"

The cheers and applause immediately drowned out the music in the banquet hall.

Amidst the noise, Meng Jiuyi's eyelashes fluttered slightly. Because he was close enough, he couldn't tell whether the beating in his chest was his or hers, like a heavy hammer striking, crashing headlong.

Suddenly, she heard a man's low chuckle in her ear, and his faint breath brushed against her cheek, making the back of her neck tingle.

"Where did you think I was going to kiss you?"

Meng Jiuyi immediately opened his eyes. His face was so close that he could clearly see the mischievousness in the man's eyes. He was used to being a proper gentleman, but this was the first time he gave off a sophisticated yet roguish vibe.

"I'll owe you this kiss for now."

Was he playing a trick on her?

Before Meng Jiuyi's annoyed glare could return to her face, Xu Yanzhi had already retreated slightly, and the view between them suddenly became clear enough for everyone behind them to see clearly that the man had taken her hand and placed a kiss on her palm, but his eyes remained fixed on her.

Old Xu is finished.

Everyone else had the same thought.

His lips were dry and tender, and the tingling, itchy sensation from the gentle touch traveled up his arm.

No one will actually kiss you in this kind of game. Those who are just playing the field can't wait to use this kiss to solidify their relationship, and those who don't want to spoil the fun will just do as they're told. Many more are just hoping to take advantage of this opportunity.

Meng Jiuyi had worked in a bar during college and had seen all sorts of injuries, from scrapes to accidental fires, so she knew very well that no one would ever do something like the man in front of her.

He is a rare person who is consistent in word and deed.

Her eyes were like a meteor shower, arriving with great fanfare, leaving behind a lingering warmth and a faint sense of loneliness and regret, all of which were taken in by Tan Yuchen across from her.

His eyes instantly darkened.

Zhao Youxi couldn't help but glance at Tan Yuchen beside him. His profile looked cold in the dim light, and the open collar of his shirt covered his chin, making it unclear whether he was sleepy or bored.

The games changed one after another amidst the fervent rumors. The King's Game was monotonous after all, with cards dealt randomly. It then turned into drawing jokers, and drawing the King from half a deck of cards would spin the bottle. The player whose bottle was pointed would receive the card that drew the Queen. Truth or Dare was also possible.

This game is random for others, but for Tan Yuchen, it's like picking people with his eyes closed. He uses tricks that are all overused in brothels. Nine times out of ten, the bottle mouth will be aimed at Zhou Bo after he gives the pointers.

Tan Yuchen raised his chin, gesturing to someone at the banquet, "Go pat your old man's butt."

Zhou Bo roared like a dragon, "What did I do to offend you, Tan Yuchen, that you're doing this to me?"

He was known for being sternly controlled by his father. When his hand touched Zhou's father's buttocks, Zhou's father's eyes instantly blazed with fire. Zhou Bo scurried back in a panic and turned all his fire on Tan Yuchen, determined to get the bottle to him.

After several attempts, he finally got lucky and the opportunity came his way. Tan Yuchen was nonchalant, as if he could ask any questions.

Xu Yanzhi was the one who drew Xiao Wang's name this time.

Zhou Bo said, "Chairman Xu, please don't let this guy get away with it!"

Xu Yanzhi looked at Tan Yuchen across from him and smiled nonchalantly, "Count how many female companions the Third Young Master has dated. How many football teams could you field?"

Tan Yuchen lifted his eyelids, and when their eyes met, his eyes were deep black, with the corners like sharp blades.

This is such a trivial question, it has no impact whatsoever. Zhou Bo is practically spitting blood at the opportunity he fought so hard for.

Without him, Meng Jiuyi felt he could count them all on his own.

When Meng Jiuyi initially planned to swindle money from this person by secretly filming him, he thoroughly investigated the background of the man.

There are at least eight, if not ten.

With so much, how dare he call himself a virgin?

She glanced at Tan Yuchen furtively, but he caught her gaze. His eyes narrowed, exuding a menacing aura, and she immediately looked away.

"It doesn't matter whether it's a lot or a little."

Tan Yuchen scoffed and said nonchalantly, "They didn't take my chastity away."

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