Wang Yaqin and Chen Haoran's eyes widened instantly, as if struck by lightning.
The mother and son were still in a daze when the waiter brought Chen Haoran's betting slip.
"Hello sir, this is your betting slip for three thousand yuan, you..."
What did you just say?
Chen Haoran interrupted, "How much did Chen Feng bet?"
"Is the Chen Feng you're talking about the gentleman sitting in the next booth?"
The waiter pointed to where Chen Feng was.
"Yes, that's him."
"Oh, that gentleman placed a bet of two hundred thousand."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Before Chen Haoran could say anything more, Wang Yaqin stared intently into the waiter's eyes and demanded, "Tell the truth, did you take bribes from him to bluff and show off in front of us?"
The waiter's face suddenly darkened, and even his tone turned colder. "Madam, I must remind you."
"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."
"Nightclub is not a place where you can act recklessly. If you maliciously slander the staff, you may not be able to bear the consequences."
Wang Yaqin was startled and fell silent, like a duck whose neck had been grabbed.
Despite her domineering attitude in the Chen family, she knew better than anyone that the ancient city was not the small county town where the Chen family lived.
Here, no one will indulge her.
Chen Siqi quickly stepped in to smooth things over, "You misunderstood. My mother didn't mean to slander you. She was just worried that you might have made a mistake in issuing the receipt."
"To casually question someone's professional competence is an offense in itself."
After uttering a somewhat cold remark, the waiter turned and left without looking back, leaving Wang Yaqin and the other two in the booth looking at each other in bewilderment.
The atmosphere became extremely awkward.
Wang Yaqin and Chen Haoran, in particular, had their mouths twitching incessantly, opening their mouths several times as if to speak, but unable to utter a sound.
Although it is unknown what specific bet Chen Feng placed, the bet amount of 200,000 yuan alone was enough to make the mother and son feel a pang of embarrassment!
Is Chen Feng being sarcastic because he doesn't have money to pay the bill?
So, if Chen Feng makes a bet, he can only survive by scavenging for garbage?
Faced with the fact that Chen Feng spent 200,000 yuan, the behavior of the mother and son is a joke!
"Did that little bastard rob a bank?"
A surge of resentment welled up in Wang Yaqin's heart, and she muttered under her breath, "Otherwise, where did he get so much money?"
Everyone in the Chen family knew about Chen Feng selling maps at the train station.
But Chen Feng earned 200,000 yuan in just one month?
Chen Feng isn't Bill Gates, how could he possibly do that?
"Robbing a bank is impossible."
Chen Haoran offered his speculation, "Mom, is it possible that Chen Feng borrowed money from loan sharks?"
"usury?"
"right!"
Chen Haoran analyzed with an air of seriousness: "It has long been exposed online that some social parasites who are incompetent and have no ability but dream of getting rich overnight often borrow money at high interest rates to gamble on football."
"Do you think Chen Feng might be one of them?"
Wang Yaqin thought for a moment, then said with certainty, "The term 'social parasite' is practically tailor-made for that little beast. Haoran, you're right, Chen Feng definitely borrowed money from loan sharks."
Aside from borrowing money, Wang Yaqin couldn't think of any other way Chen Feng could have gotten two hundred thousand yuan.
Neither Wang Yaqin nor Chen Haoran noticed that Chen Siqi, standing to the side, had a flickering gaze and a complicated expression.
Unlike Wang Yaqin and Chen Haoran, Chen Siqi had personally witnessed Chen Feng and Li Wanwan's "intimate" relationship.
That angelic young woman is a top-tier heiress!
Her entire outfit alone is worth 500,000.
I gave my boyfriend 200,000 yuan as pocket money...
It doesn't seem impossible.
After all, what is a huge sum of money in the eyes of ordinary people is nothing more than a drop in the ocean to that top-tier rich and beautiful woman.
But Chen Siqi, who thought she knew the truth, dared not tell the truth.
Wang Yaqin was certain that Chen Feng, once he left the Chen family, would live a hellish life, barely able to feed himself or clothe himself.
If Wang Yaqin knew that Chen Feng was not as miserable as she imagined, but instead rose rapidly in his career and became the boyfriend of a top-tier rich and beautiful woman...
Wang Yaqin will most likely become hysterical!
"Haoran, let's go."
Wang Yaqin waved her hand and said, "Let's go have a chat with that little beast."
Chen Haoran nodded and followed his mother to Chen Feng's side.
What bet did you place?
Wang Yaqin asked from her elevated position.
Chen Feng took a swig of beer and didn't say anything.
"What? Have you gone mute?"
Wang Yaqin raised an eyebrow. "You've already betrayed the Chen family, yet you still don't dare answer my question. Chen Feng, is that all the courage you have?"
Seeing that Wang Yaqin was determined not to give up until he answered, Chen Feng sighed.
"Tell me what you bought first?"
Chen Feng knew that if he continued to ignore the conversation, he wouldn't get any peace and quiet that night.
Chen Haoran quickly said, "Saudi Arabia will win."
"Oh, congratulations, you've successfully wasted the Chen family's three thousand yuan."
What do you mean by that?
Chen Haoran frowned slightly. "Didn't you bet on Saudi Arabia to win?"
"Of course not."
Chen Feng said calmly, "I bet on the score: Iraq 1-0 Saudi Arabia."
Upon hearing this, a look of astonishment flashed across Chen Haoran's face, followed by a sneer.
"Betting on the score is one thing, but you actually bet on Iraq 1-0 Saudi Arabia? My good brother, have you lost your mind?"
At this point, Chen Haoran turned to look at Wang Yaqin and said, "Mom, we really made the right choice coming here tonight."
"Not only can you watch the game, but you can also see a great show."
"A good show titled 'Two Hundred Thousand Yuan Gone Down the Drain,' a Young Gambler Loses Everything!"
Chen Feng pursed his lips.
Chen Haoran and Wang Yaqin's reactions were exactly what he expected.
This mother and son have always been self-righteous and look down on everyone.
It was precisely because he knew Chen Haoran and Wang Yaqin's character that he revealed his betting decision.
Otherwise, what if the Chen family mother and son follow suit and buy a 1:0 bet?
Chen Feng didn't want to see the Chen family make a fortune.
"Chen Feng, what's with that expression? Don't you believe you'll lose everything?"
Wang Yaqin confidently suggested, "How about we make a bet?"
"What are we betting on?"
"I'll bet on who can successfully predict the outcome of this match, you or Haoran."
Wang Yaqin deliberately raised her voice, making it loud enough for everyone in the bar to hear.
"If Haoran successfully predicts the outcome, you will treat all the customers to drinks."
"If you guess the score correctly, everything at Nightfall Bar tonight will be on the tab of my Chen family."
This statement caused an uproar.
So, regardless of who wins or loses, all the customers present can take advantage of the situation and get something for free?
What kind of divine bet is this?
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