Upon hearing this, Gong Yixue said, both amused and exasperated, "I'm a man now, he wouldn't be interested in me. The information doesn't say he's... you know."
She didn't intend to use her looks this time... no, she's never used her looks before, she always relies on her strength.
This time, she's going to use her gambling skills to make friends with Blake.
Ye Mohan looked at Gong Yixue, who was wearing a wig and a suit and was even more handsome than himself, and said, "Can you guarantee that he won't accept everything?"
Gong Yixue: ...She can't guarantee that.
She's not Blake; she can't vouch for him.
Blake is Conrad's eldest grandson and is almost twenty-nine years old now. He is still unmarried, but in fact, he has been a womanizer since he was a teenager, but he has never married anyone.
Everyone is saying that Blake might also want to get married because he's pregnant, just like his father.
It is said that his mother was able to marry his father because of him.
In the sparsely populated Atlantean family, offspring are more important than anything else.
Even though his mother was originally just a servant in the Atreus family, she still holds the position of the first wife because of her pregnancy.
For some reason, Blake had no siblings.
Gong Yixue nodded obediently in agreement.
Ye Mohan then left, disappearing into the shadows.
However, his gaze never left Gong Yixue.
After Ye Mohan left, Gong Yixue went to the gambling table where Blake was.
At first, she didn't place any bets; instead, she observed, or more precisely, she observed Blake.
After all, information from documents is always one-sided; only seeing it with your own eyes is the truth.
After several rounds, Blake suffered a crushing defeat each time.
Gong Yixue couldn't help but sigh, "This family must be incredibly wealthy; otherwise, no ordinary family could afford to spend money at this rate."
This Blake is truly unconventional; with his skills, he dares to frequent casinos. Who gave him the courage?
Just then, a voice rang in Gong Yixue's ear.
"Hey, are you going to play or not? Don't give up your spot."
Gong Yixue turned around and looked.
The one who spoke was a middle-aged man, who also looked like a greasy old man.
“Who said I don’t play?” Gong Yixue placed the exchanged chips directly on the table in front of the man.
The middle-aged man saw the pile of chips, which was more than he earned in a month, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face.
But he dared not speak.
He knew he couldn't afford to mess with someone who could spend so much at a casino.
He had assumed that Gong Yixue was just testing the waters since she was a new face, and he, being a regular here, thought she would give him her seat.
After all, who wouldn't want to make more money off Blake, who's such a sucker?
As the saying goes, one should pick on the weak, but he didn't expect the other party to be such a tough nut to crack.
In the end, he could only glare angrily at Gong Yixue before turning his anger towards the other onlookers.
Gong Yixue didn't even glance at this clown.
Seeing this scene from not far away, Ye Mohan frowned slightly.
He then took a picture of the man and sent it out, then dialed a number and said, "Casino, find this guy and teach him a lesson."
The middle-aged man, who was arrogantly demanding that people make way for him, was unaware that he had been unwittingly targeted.
Gong Yixue's extravagant spending also drew the attention of the gamblers at the table.
After all, Gong Yixue had thrown out at least tens of millions of chips. Only Black at this table could afford such a large bet.
Similarly, Gong Yixue's behavior also attracted Blake.
Blake looked up at Gong Yixue and said, "Sir, you look unfamiliar to me."
Gong Yixue: "Yes, it's my first time here."
Blake said, "No wonder you can be so generous, sir. Be careful you don't lose it all later."
Gong Yixue said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just a small amount of money, I'm just playing around with it."
Blake was stunned. For a moment, he couldn't be sure whether the handsome man in front of him was telling the truth or not.
He casually spends tens of millions; this is almost as extravagant as his spending.
When did such a wealthy person emerge from Boshanhe?
He doesn't look very old. Could it be that he's like me, with a family fortune?
Blake became more and more convinced that he had guessed correctly.
Otherwise, how could the man in front of me have such wealth at such a young age?
Although the man in front of him had an Eastern face, many families in Boshanhe had immigrated here in earlier years.
Therefore, he didn't find anything strange about it.
Gong Yixue was unaware of what Blake was thinking, otherwise she would definitely have retorted.
Blake smiled and said, "I wonder which family this brother belongs to in Boshanhe. I am Blake Art of the Art family. Let's get to know each other, and we'll have many friends in the future."
Gong Yixue said in a calm tone, "Neither."
Neither?
They seem to be tourists from abroad, but their identities are certainly not ordinary.
Blake asked, "What's your surname, brother?"
Gong Yixue, “My surname is Yin.”
Blake: "Brother Yin, are you betting on big or small?"
Gong Yixue had only placed the chips on the table, but hadn't properly set them down yet.
Gong Yixue thought for a moment and asked, "What are you buying?"
Blake was taken aback; he hadn't expected Gong Yixue to ask him that.
Blake thought for a moment and said, "I'll bet big."
"Then I'll buy the smaller one," Gong Yixue said without hesitation.
Upon hearing this, an unnatural look flashed across Blake's face. "Brother Yin, you don't believe I can win?"
Gong Yixue: Isn't that obvious? We've lost five games in a row. If I bet with you, I'm bound to lose.
He didn't show it on his face, and said calmly, "You misunderstood. I was just thinking that if you bet on big, I would bet on small, so that one of us would win, right?"
Upon hearing this, Blake couldn't find any fault with it for a moment.
Then it began.
The outcome was the same as always.
Blake suffered consecutive losses, while Gong Yixue won.
Blake refused to give up, "Let's try again."
They played ten rounds in a row, and in each round Gong Yixue did the opposite of Blake's strategy, and she won every time.
The chips in front of Gong Yixue were piled up like a small mountain.
This made Blake so angry that his face turned pale.
Even on a bad day, he wouldn't have such a losing streak of more than ten games.
"I'm not playing anymore, what terrible luck!"
He then left his seat and eventually came to Gong Yixue's side.
"Brother Yin, you're acting like a novice."
Gong Yixue continued collecting chips, saying, "Just lucky."
After finishing, Gong Yixue looked at Blake and smiled, "Could it be that Brother Blake is a sore loser?"
“Who can’t afford to lose?” Blake immediately retorted. “This little bit of money is just the cost of a meal for me.”
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