The middle-aged man in the casino could not hide his excitement.
"What 'her'? Who are you talking about?" The person next to him asked, confused.
"Didn't you know that two years ago, the World Series of Poker held in Las Vegas, USA, was won by a Chinese girl who was only fifteen years old?"
"Her codename is Jinx, and she wears a bunny mask from beginning to end. So the outside world only knows her age, not her real identity or appearance."
"She ultimately won over $9.2 million, making her the youngest WSOP official website betting champion in history, and the only woman to ever achieve this."
"After the event, several casinos offered high prices to recruit her, but the girl disappeared after the event and never appeared in casinos or competitions again."
"15 years old, a WSOP champion?" The person next to her widened their eyes. "Whose apprentice is this girl?"
"No, that's not true. At least no big shot has come forward to claim that Jinx is his apprentice, and this girl doesn't seem to have studied under any big shot."
Why do you say that?
The man took a drag of his cigarette: "Because she fought her way up from the beginner level with tens of thousands of participants to the intermediate and advanced levels, and finally to the final round with only one hundred participants. Her skills improved at an alarming exponential rate."
"Simply put, her initial card-playing style during the audition, whether in terms of technique or judgment and response, was very much like that of a novice who had just learned the rules, and no one noticed her at all."
"But she learns so fast. As she encounters more and stronger opponents, she seems to learn more and become more and more powerful. Moreover, she remains calm under pressure and her fighting style is unpredictable. No one can figure out what she's thinking."
"To put it bluntly, Texas Hold'em matches, aside from the element of luck, rely on basic mathematical calculations, logical judgments, and even more so on psychological games and confrontations. And that girl possesses top-notch talent in all three aspects."
"What a pity," the other person sighed. "Such a talented person has disappeared without a trace. Otherwise, his future in this industry would have been limitless. I wonder how much money he could have made."
Just then, someone overheard their discussion and came over.
"I've heard a little gossip that says Jinx is the adopted daughter of a big shot in the US named Lu, who raised her since she was a child."
"So they weren't short of money at all; they just went to Las Vegas to have some fun and happened to win a championship."
"That big shot? Wasn't it said he died in an explosion more than three months ago...? Then where did his adopted daughter go? Could she really be that high school girl from earlier?"
"What?! I heard that the big boss didn't die at all. He orchestrated that explosion to purge his unruly underlings. His adopted daughter, on the other hand, is supposedly dead..."
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Country M.
The heavy, intricately patterned dark curtains blocked out all sunlight, and the chandelier provided dim lighting.
A man dressed in a black robe with gold-embroidered buttons sat amidst the swirling smoke of burning sandalwood and slowly opened his eyes.
His appearance was both aloof and refined, like that of a god. He exuded a faint weariness that came with the satisfaction of all the desires of those in power.
Those unfathomable eyes held a chilling and unfathomable danger.
His subordinates, looking cautious, carefully brought over a computer and reported it as usual.
"Sir, Miss went to an underground casino after school today to visit her maternal grandfather's brother."
"Later, she gambled seven times and won three million, but the young lady did not take the money with her."
Lu Zhaokun's expression was ambiguous.
He tapped the chair, and his subordinate began playing the video.
At the end of the scene, the girl coldly tossed three million chips into the air, and the group of fanatical and greedy gamblers rushed forward, disregarding their image, to snatch them.
He saw that, amidst the chaos, the girl took the hand of the man next to her and said she wanted to go home with him.
--go home.
"Sir, should we prepare to bring Miss back?"
Seeing Lu Zhaokun's increasingly unfathomable gaze, his subordinates became even more careful with their words.
Lu Zhaokun leaned back in his chair.
He closed his eyes and spoke slowly in a deep voice: "...Go down."
She was willing to personally orchestrate his death to obtain what she desired—
Is that all?
-
We arrived at the Ji family villa.
Jiang Nian woke up Ji Qiyue, who was still asleep on her shoulder: "Fifth Brother, wake up, we're home."
"Um……"
Ji Qiyue frowned, rubbing his temples as he sat up. "I'll never drink this much again. It's so uncomfortable."
However, after drinking the hangover soup and sleeping in the car the whole way, Ji Qiyue's head was much clearer than before.
Then, she suddenly remembered the scene at the bar and gasped, "Niannian, what's with your gambling skills? Who taught you to play Texas Hold'em, and made you so good at it?"
"...I really just learned it by watching others play it." Jiang Nian's eyes were clear and bright.
In fact, she wasn't lying; she was just learning by watching, practicing, and doing.
"Fifth Brother, don't worry, I'm not that interested in this kind of thing."
"Alright then," Ji Qiyue finally felt relieved and took his sister's hand. "Let's go home, but don't tell your older brother that you went to Nightfall too, or he'll definitely get angry."
She added very carefully, "You're angry with me, you think I've led you astray."
Open the door to your home.
The house was as quiet as ever.
However, there seemed to be something unusual about the quiet today.
Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Nian entered the living room, besides her uncle, older brother, and Ji Yuwei, she also noticed an unfamiliar figure.
Sitting on the sofa was a woman who looked to be about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, well-maintained and dressed in an elegant manner.
He sat ramrod straight, yet his posture was condescending. He exuded an arrogant and domineering aura, making him seem like someone not to be trifled with. Upon hearing Jiang Nian and the others' commotion, he immediately headed over.
He looked Jiang Nian up and down, a forced smile playing on his lips, his eyes revealing disdain.
"Is this the country girl you found, brother?"
"She really has the air of someone who grew up in a poor mountain village. She dresses poorly too. I don't know how she can compare to our Yuwei."
"Yan Li, is it for her sake that you're going to kick Yuwei out of the house where she grew up?!"
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