Chapter 25 Fu Lizhi, don't drink!
"Sorry, it's a royal flush!"
Wen Yao casually tossed the playing cards onto the table, tilted her head slightly, and revealed her arrogance on her beautiful face. Her well-tailored dress made her look like a dark rose in the night.
Five or six people are now gathered around the small round card table. After Wen Yao doubled up with a royal flush to win his third victory of the night, cheers and whistles filled the air.
But this lively atmosphere failed to rouse the two "farmers" who had lost everything at the card table.
"You didn't cheat, did you?" The blond guy at the card table looked grim. Losing 100,000 or so was a small matter; the real issue was that he had liked Zhao Xinting for a long time.
He volunteered to stand up for her this time, but ended up losing face himself.
Wen Yao gave him a thumbs up, then slowly turned it downwards, her voice sweet but infuriating: "If you're bad at it, practice more. If you can't handle losing, don't play."
"With so many people surrounding us, it would be simpler for me to win by cheating than to just let you go to your funeral and win without a fight."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted in the private room.
"Hahahahahahahahaha..."
"Oh my god, this is hilarious!"
"No, is this really Wen Yao's personality? Nobody ever told me that!"
"I also thought she was an ethereal 'fairy' who didn't eat the food of this world!"
...
Another person at the card table, Zhao Xinting, was so embarrassed by the ridicule that she took a deep breath and glared at Wen Yao resentfully: "You've only won a few rounds, there's no need to say such nasty things."
"Exactly, it's just a few rounds of cards. Is it necessary to accuse others of cheating?" Wen Yao smiled brightly, shrugging at the two of them as if beckoning a puppy, "Give me the money, give me the money."
After retrieving the money from the two reluctant individuals, Wen Yao declined invitations from those around her and returned to a corner to sit down, counting her spoils one by one.
"My goodness, Yao'er, you're so good at playing Dou Dizhu!" Fu Yan exclaimed in surprise.
"I didn't know I was so amazing."
This is the truth. Wen Yao had just discovered that her memory was excellent, almost photographic, and she was very good at playing cards.
Why do you think I need to expend so much energy to get to know you? Not only has your memory improved, but your physical strength has also greatly increased; you're now comparable to a robust middle-aged man who exercises regularly.
Once all optimizations are complete, you'll basically be able to take on a tiger one-on-one.
Wen Yao paused in counting her money. Ever since she transmigrated into the body of a wealthy woman, she had never had the opportunity to do any physical labor and had no idea that she had become a strongwoman.
[These are all secondary, the mission is the mission! You've been here for over an hour and you still haven't completed the mission!] 8848 was making a racket in Wen Yao's mind.
Wen Yao was helpless. She couldn't be blamed. The private room was brightly lit and there were so many people in it. She really couldn't find an opportunity to drug Fu Li.
"Yang-ge must be in a bad mood," Fu Yan whispered to Wen Yao. "Today's gathering was supposed to introduce Zhao Guang to everyone, but Zhao Guang still hasn't arrived."
Wen Yao frowned as well. Before even meeting him, she already had a bad impression of this young master Zhao Guang; he didn't seem like a reliable person at all.
Is it really okay for Lu Yile to marry him? Maybe we should try to persuade him again.
Speak of the devil, and he appears; the door to the private room was pushed open again, and judging from Zhao Yang's instantly darkened face, the person who entered was Zhao Guang.
He was fairly good-looking, even handsome. But his hair was wet, and there were fine scratches on his face, making him look disheveled and rude.
Zhao Yang's voice was stern, "Where have you been gallivanting off to?"
Zhao Guang still had some respect for his older brother, and he said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, brother, I was prepared a long time ago."
"But a friend of mine encountered a medical dispute, so I had to go help him first, which is why I was late."
Zhao Yang was still angry, but he couldn't reprimand Zhao Guang in front of so many people, so he had to restrain his emotions and introduce Zhao Guang to everyone in the private room with a slight smile.
Zhao Guang was quick to apologize, saying cheerfully, "My brother arranged this gathering for me today. I'm really sorry for taking up so much of your time. I'll punish myself with three drinks first."
He walked to the bar, filled three glasses, and drank them down in one gulp to each person.
The room was full of young people, and seeing how well he understood the situation, they didn't hold a grudge and instead applauded and cheered.
Amidst the commotion, Zhao Guang unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, laughing unrestrainedly, "I'll dance a little more to entertain everyone, and then we'll call it even for being late."
"Sure!"
"Very well, let me see Young Master Zhao's strength."
"Those who return from overseas really know how to have fun!"
"Hurry up and turn on an ambient light for Young Master Zhao!"
Amidst laughter and chatter, a few people near the switch turned on the ambient lights and turned off the main lights, while someone next to the karaoke machine chose a hot and suggestive dance song.
Zhao Guang didn't hesitate and started moving to the music, swaying his waist and hips in rhythm. His posture was agile and powerful, and he danced the sexy male dance with great skill.
Everyone present was delighted, and Wen Yao was also very happy: finally, she had a chance to drug him.
While everyone's attention was on Zhao Guang, she secretly took out her medicine packet, picked up a drink, poured it in, and carefully shook it.
Once the main lights came on again and the room was bright again, Wen Yao casually picked up two drinks and walked towards Fu Lizhi.
He appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was so nervous he was practically trembling and clinging to 8848's leg.
"8848, even though I faked my pregnancy, cheated on my husband, and drugged my brother-in-law... I am a good girl."
[…I know, goodgirl, hurry up and go!]
Seeing Wen Yao approaching, Fu Lizhi politely said goodbye to the people around him and went to greet her.
"Xiaoyao, how have things been between you and Jinzhi lately?"
Fu Lizhi remained as gentle as a spring breeze, as if the dust and frost of the world could not touch him at all.
Indeed, Fu Lizhi had a pure and untainted personality, gentle to everyone but never getting to know people deeply, and rarely having detailed conversations with his family.
Fu Jinzhi was an exception. Perhaps out of guilt, Fu Lizhi couldn't help but pay more attention to Fu Jinzhi's life.
Wen Yao pondered for a moment, then replied seriously, "It's alright, there was no arguing, no fighting, and no talk of divorce."
After all, Fu Jinzhi had been away on a business trip for more than half a month.
Upon hearing this, Fu Lizhi was slightly taken aback, then burst out laughing. Jinzhi's wife was quite interesting. With this sister-in-law around, Jinzhi's life would surely not be boring.
After Fu Lizhi finished laughing, Wen Yao quickly handed him the drink that had been drugged, and said shyly, "Big brother, are you thirsty? Have some water."
Wen Yao wasn't worried at all that Fu Lizhi wouldn't drink; as his sister-in-law, she still had that much face to save.
As expected, after thanking him, Fu Lizhi slowly raised his glass.
Wen Yao stared intently at Fu Lizhi, not daring to miss a single second.
Under excessive tension, every movement of Fu Lizhi became slow motion, and in Wen Yao's eyes, it was as if he was raising his arm inch by inch.
Just as Fu Lizhi took a sip, and before Wen Yao could fully relax,
A loud shout suddenly rang out from inside the private room: "Fu Lizhi, don't drink it! It's been drugged!"
In an instant, Wen Yao's heart pounded like a drum, and beads of sweat appeared on her palms.
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