Chapter 212 Yan Xin wins
Song Yunting stared at Ji Yanli's hands as he shuffled the cards, hatred in his eyes.
Ji Weiwei snuggled up to Song Yunting, her face full of disdain.
Qiao Yanxin leaned closer to Ji Yanli and smiled sweetly. She believed that Ji Yanli would definitely win.
Ji Yanli shuffled the cards slowly and calmly,
After he shuffled the cards, he dealt them quickly.
The four of them sorted out their cards.
As the game started, the atmosphere instantly became tense.
Ji Weiwei curled the corners of her mouth and threw out two cards first. It seemed that she had picked good cards. Song Yunting followed closely. Although he had a stern face, there was a hint of satisfaction between his eyebrows and eyes.
Qiao Yanxin's cards were average, so she also played two.
Ji Yanli glanced at Song Yunting indifferently, and also played two cards, and then played three more cards.
Next, Song Yunting played his cards quickly and fiercely, and every move seemed like a demonstration to Ji Yanli.
Ji Yanli seemed unusually calm. His eyes were fixed on the cards on the table, thinking about every strategy.
He played his cards calmly and seemingly casually, but he was always able to resolve Song Yunting's attacks just right.
As the game progressed, the situation gradually changed.
Ji Yanli had fewer and fewer cards in his hand, but beads of sweat appeared on Song Yunting's forehead. His eyes began to show a hint of panic, and the speed at which he played cards slowed down.
"Impossible, how could this happen..." Song Yunting muttered in a low voice, with a slight tremor in his voice.
"It's my turn."
Ji Yanli's tone remained calm, but it carried an irresistible sense of oppression.
He placed the last few cards in his hand steadily on the table and a victorious smile appeared on his face.
"Yanxin, wins."
Qiao Yanxin couldn't help but hold Ji Yanli's arm and looked at him with admiration and affection.
If there weren't so many people around, she really wanted to kiss Ji Yanli's handsome cheeks twice.
Song Yunting's eyes flashed coldly, and he said unconvincedly: "Come again!"
Ji Weiwei: "Brother Yanli, your victory this time was just luck, keep playing!"
Qiao Yanxin stretched out her finger and hooked it: "Song Yunting, Ji Weiwei, pay the money you lost first."
Ji Weiwei proudly took out a wallet from her small purse, counted out fifty yuan and slapped it in front of Qiao Yanxin.
This time it was Song Yunting's turn to shuffle and deal the cards.
After dealing the cards, he looked at Ji Yanli provocatively.
"I'm letting you play one round because you're older than me. Now if you want to beat me, you have to show your true strength."
Ji Yanli remained silent, still looking calm and composed.
He was so confident and calm that Song Yunting became even more defensive.
In this round, Song Yunting played first again, but no matter what card he played, he would be suppressed by Ji Yanli.
Soon, this round was over, and Qiao Yanxin hooked her finger to ask for money again...
In this way, Qiao Yanxin hooked her fingers and asked for money ten times, and finally emptied Ji Weiwei's wallet.
Ji Xiangyuan felt very relieved watching from the side, and he did not forget to provoke Song Yunting and Ji Weiwei.
"Ji Weiwei, you can't do this. What kind of person are you looking for? He can't even beat our brother with one finger..."
"Ji Weiwei, don't ever say you're my sister again. I'm embarrassed!"
"Brother, torture him..."
The crowd watching the fun also kept making noise and attacking Song Yunting and Ji Weiwei.
"With this level, you still want to beat Master Ji. You are so ungrateful..."
"I advise you two to throw down your cards and go out to play in the mud. It's so embarrassing..."
"It's really embarrassing enough. I just said so many big words, and I was about to blow my own trumpet, but in the end it's nothing..."
Song Yunting's face turned pale and blue. He was extremely angry and hateful.
But the gambler’s mentality is that the more he loses, the more he wants to play, because he always hopes to make back his money in the next round.
Ji Weiwei felt very embarrassed, and glared at Song Yunting unhappily, saying, "Song Yunting, can't you fight for your dignity?
I have no money! ”
Song Yunting said bitterly: "Come again! I have money!"
He still had more than 700 yuan in his pocket. After returning the clothes that Ji Weiwei bought for him to the mall, he kept the returned money for himself.
As a result, Song Yunting lost several more times.
In fact, Song Yunting had discovered long ago that Ji Yanli could count cards, and in fact he could count cards himself, but for some reason, he just couldn't beat Ji Yanli.
That’s because Ji Yanli is not only good at counting cards, but also has extremely good luck with cards. In short, he wins every time.
Soon, Song Yunting lost all the more than 700 yuan in his pocket.
Looking at the great unity piled up like a small mountain in front of him, Qiao Yanxin smiled brightly.
She knew that Song Yunting valued money more than anything else. After losing so much at once, he must have been so heartbroken that he was about to vomit blood.
"Yanli, you are amazing."
Ji Yanli curled the corners of her mouth and took the opportunity to lean over to Qiao Yanxin's ear and said, "Little money-grubber, when has your man ever not been great?"
Qiao Yanxin knew what he meant by "awesome", smiled shyly, and leaned into his arms.
Ji Xiangyuan: "Brother, you are so awesome. You can knock down those arrogant villains even with your eyes closed!"
Ji Yanli put his arm around Qiao Yanxin's shoulders and looked at Song Yunting with a smile: "Do you still want to play?"
Song Yunting's eyes turned red from losing. The 700 yuan was his living expenses for this semester, and he lost it all to Ji Yanli in less than an hour. It was so infuriating!
It seems that the only way is to find a way to get some more money from Ji Weiwei.
He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm tired today, let's continue another day!"
After saying that, he got up and left angrily.
Ji Weiwei stamped his feet and said, “Brother Yanli, since you married this woman, you have become more and more annoying!
As an older brother, can't you give in to your younger siblings?
You have such a high salary and your mother is so rich, yet you still fall for us, a bunch of idiots. Humph, you are not generous at all! ”
Qiao Yanxin stood up and looked at Ji Weiwei with a smile but not a smile, his eyes cold.
"Ji Weiwei, Song Yunting was stupid enough to give us money, but you don't blame him for being as stupid as an ox. Instead, you blame Yan Li for winning against you. How ridiculous!
Besides, you don’t have a rich mother yourself, so is it Yanli’s fault?
I finally understand why you and Song Yunting can get together, because you two are the same kind of people, both bitches! ”
Ji Weiwei: "Qiao Yanxin, how dare you scold me!"
As he said this, he raised his wrist and was about to slap Qiao Yanxin.
The next moment, her wrists were firmly grasped by a pair of large hands like iron clamps.
Ji Yanli's dark eyes were filled with anger, and his face was covered with a chill.
"Ji Weiwei, you are really crazy!"
As he spoke, he gave a light shake, and Ji Weiwei staggered back several steps and almost fell to the ground.
He couldn't win at cards, he couldn't win at scolding, and he could only be abused in a fight. What's even more infuriating is that Old Madam Ji is wholeheartedly on Ji Yanli and Qiao Yanxin. Even if he went to complain, he would only be scolded by Old Madam Ji.
Ji Weiwei was angry and embarrassed, and had no mood to stay to eat the big pot of stew, so she ran away.
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