"If you can change the way you address me, and stop calling me Master Dong from now on, I can go and support you tonight."
"Dong Hang, do you really hate Victoria Victoria that much?"
“Reality is what you see.”
After dinner.
Liu Yanran, Ameni and I left Blue Harbor Restaurant.
Drive to West Lake District.
In the back seat, Liu Yanran leaned on my shoulder again and said angrily, "What do you think of this scene?"
"It's hard to say."
"If you believe it, I will say you are naive." Liu Yanran smiled sweetly.
"I see, this is a self-torture tactic. Moreover, Lan Jiacheng, the owner of Blue Harbor Restaurant, is a very skilled con man."
"In the third round, I was staring at Lan Jiacheng and didn't find any signs of cheating in his card picking. And you went to the bathroom and didn't see the process of picking the cards. How did you conclude that Lan Jiacheng was a cheater?" Liu Yanran looked confused.
"I didn't see the card-drawing process, but I saw the result. I believe that in the last round, Lan Jiacheng got three bombs not because of good luck, but because he cheated."
"If he has the ability to draw cards and cheat at will, why doesn't he give himself four bombs?"
"Because, this is originally a self-torture tactic. If Lan Jiacheng uses four bombs to defeat Sima Dalang, how can we still show the Sima family's benevolence and righteousness?"
"Well said."
Liu Yanran smiled, "Sima Dalang must have thought that you had developed a crush on him, so you agreed to go to the White Snake Nightclub.
The White Snake Nightclub is quite large, and the casino is on the fifth floor. When the time comes, the Sima family will definitely give you chips so that you can try your luck.
If you are in a good mood, Sima Dalang will take you to a private room and let you participate in the high-end card game he organizes."
"If there's a card game tonight, I plan to play. I'm a big gambler, and my gambling addiction has suddenly become very strong."
…
Send me to Yuhu Villa.
Liu Yanran and Ameni disappeared.
With the key in hand, I returned to the Soho mansion alone.
I opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of drink, faced the floor-to-ceiling window, and enjoyed the scenery outside.
I was very curious about Su He's daily life, but I didn't search her bedroom.
Soho called.
"Aunt Xiaohe, I'm home. Where are you?"
"On the way, I'll buy some groceries and make dumplings for you."
Hang up the phone.
I suddenly had an urge to go and take a look at Su He's bedroom.
Because I have never been able to figure out what role Su He plays?
I'm afraid it's not as simple as talking to me as a psychologist or sending me gifts.
Walk into her bedroom.
The most intuitive impression is cleanliness.
Aunt Xiaohe is a germaphobe, but she allows me to be dirty and is willing to wash my underwear.
The room was filled with an elegant yet lustful fragrance.
I lay down on the bed and tried it out. Su He’s big bed was indeed very comfortable.
I was rolling around on the bed like an innocent child, and suddenly I found a small toy.
Pick it up and look at it carefully. It’s an international brand and must be very interesting.
I put the little toy back where it was and stood on the ground.
Trying to open Suho's locker.
But the rational voice in my heart reminded me that it was wrong to do so.
I suppressed my curiosity and left her bedroom.
I sat on the sofa in the living room and waited politely for Su He to come back.
Suho is back.
Carrying two bags of vegetables.
“You know, people in Hangzhou don’t eat dumplings very often at home. They only eat boiled dumplings during Chinese New Year.
But the Ms. Wang in your eyes has told me many times that her son loves dumplings the most. I have known Ms. Wang for many years, but I have never known who her son is. Do you know who he is?
"I don't know who Ms. Wang's son is. He's probably a worthless person, so she abandoned him."
"Dong Hang, you..."
There was anger on Su He's face, but more of it was confusion and pity.
I don't need anyone's pity, even if that person is Aunt Xiaohe from Hangzhou.
"You go get the filling, I can make dumplings too."
"A middle-aged woman and a handsome boy making dumplings together, isn't that wonderful?"
Su He's face, which was quite Jiangnan-style, was full of charm as she went to the kitchen to prepare dumpling filling.
I walked into the kitchen and stood behind her.
I didn't hug her, but she took a step back and bumped into me.
"oh……"
Su He looked hurt, with her lips curled up slightly, "You, get out!"
I took two steps back and left the kitchen.
Just now, I suddenly thought of Aunt Lin Chan from Bashu.
At that time, Lin Chan lived across the street and invited me to her house to make dumplings.
Lin Chan returned to Bashu, but my longing for her continues.
I sent a WeChat message to Lin Chan: "I'm at home in Suhe, Hangzhou. Where are you?"
"I'm at home in Rongdu, Bashu. My daughter will be here soon, and I'll prepare dinner for her."
"How's the operation against a certain online gambling site going?"
"It's yellow."
"What's going on?"
"A certain online gambling site upgraded its backend software, and your strategy no longer works. But of the hundreds of people who already have registered accounts, nearly half are still playing and are addicted."
See this situation.
I feel an indescribable pain in my heart.
Everyone that Pao Ge found couldn't resist the addiction to online gambling.
After all the planning, I ended up getting caught in the net of a certain online gambling site?
I replied: “What should I do?”
"You came up with this scheme, and I only went along with it to please you. Later, I'll calculate how much money those hundreds of online gamblers lost. Then, you'll compensate them."
It seems ridiculous.
I can easily shirk responsibility.
But just because the other person was Lin Chan, I agreed.
Lin Chan sent a message of dozens of words, and every word was "ha".
Lin Chan must be laughing and laughing at the same time at home in Bashu.
Then, my cell phone rang, and the call was still from Beijing.
I picked up the phone and heard Lin Chan's voice.
"Dong Hang, no matter how much money those people lost, you don't have to bear it."
"But……"
"No buts. Even if you do that, it won't increase my desire for you. Because my desire for you has already reached its peak."
"Did you fantasize about me at night?"
"Um……"
Each message sent by Lin Chan was more and more offensive.
I didn't reply to the message, I just watched in fascination.
Su He walked out of the kitchen and called out, "Dong Hang, come here."
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