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Chapter 223 - 223 182 Shen Jingchuan You Big Idiot _3
Chapter 223 - 223 182 Shen Jingchuan You Big Idiot _3
?Chapter 223: Chapter 182 Shen Jingchuan, You Big Idiot! _3 Chapter 223: Chapter 182 Shen Jingchuan, You Big Idiot! _3 “I don’t care; someone just declared themselves my fangirl.”
“Alright then, I’ll bet on you, but don’t let me down!”
“And what about Mom? There’s only one winner; who are you betting on?”
“What should we use as the stake?” Su Yang still hadn’t made a choice.
Wenyan thought for a moment and said, “Let’s just be direct about it, bet money, how about 10,000 yuan!”
“10,000 yuan? Just that little!” Shen Jingchuan exploded immediately, “Who do you look down on, Wenyan! What exactly are you afraid of? I am definitely not going to lose! Raise the stakes!”
“…Isn’t that unnecessary? It’s just a small wager, mainly to liven up the atmosphere.”
“Raise it! Are you afraid Mom can’t afford tens or hundreds of millions?”
“Tens or hundreds of millions? Are you out of your mind?”
“You don’t dare? Or do you not believe in me?? Raise it! Raise it to a million! I said I’m definitely not going to lose, and don’t make me repeat myself a third time!”
Wenyan clenched her teeth: “Fine, let’s raise it to a million. Tonight, if you lose, you’re dead meat!”
“Ha, as if!” Shen Jingchuan said as he put down the cue stick and firmly settled Wenyan onto the sofa next to him.
“Come on! Snacks, juice, take them! You just need to watch how your brother slays the entire field.”
Too overconfident, Wenyan suddenly had a bad feeling.
Su Yang also made her choice at this time: “I bet on Dad.”
Shen Jingchuan: “Mom, you’ll regret it.”
Su Yang chuckled lightly: “Seeing you campaigning for Yanyan all this while, if I picked you like she did, how would we split the million?”
Shen Jingxiu: “…So nobody is betting on me. It seems like I don’t have to play this game.”
So, in the first game, Shen Jingxiu single-handedly wreaked havoc on the pool table.
Even Wenyan, who had no clue about the game, couldn’t help but applaud for him: “Impressive, big brother! So cool!”
Shen Jingchuan: “…How can you still laugh? A million!”
Wenyan immediately stopped smiling and couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Shen Jingchuan.
“Who was it that swore they were definitely going to win just now? And assured us twice at that. If the million is gone, is it because I’m not laughing? You big idiot.”
“…” Shen Jingchuan licked his back teeth somewhat awkwardly, “What do you know? It’s just that I haven’t played pool for a long time and got rusty.”
Shen Jingxiu, who had just sunk another ball: “I haven’t touched it in almost two years.”
Shen Jingchuan took a deep breath. What could he say? Nothing more could be said!
In the first game, Shen Jingxiu won without any surprise.
But in the second game, he came up short, or rather, he had already proven his skill and didn’t want to show off anymore.
So in the second game, Shen Yuan won.
Shen Jingchuan finally straightened out his mentality. He understood that he had been overly confident and had underestimated the opponent.
Although he no longer had a chance to win, he still played the last game seriously.
Anyway, he had to at least achieve a draw of 1:1:1.
Finally, after a fiercely contested game, Shen Jingchuan managed to lose gracefully.
In the end, Shen Yuan won the competition with a score of two wins out of three games.
As the last ball fell into the pocket under Shen Yuan’s cue, Shen Jingchuan hung his head deeply.
“A bet is a bet; I concede gracefully. Wenyan, I’ll pay for the million yuan wager.”
Even though she was crying with sadness, Wenyan still bravely walked up to Shen Jingchuan and gave his shoulder a hug.
“No, I’m like you, I’m willing to accept the loss. Sob, sob, sob, but promise me, don’t be so reckless again, okay? I can join you through thick and thin, but my wallet doesn’t have that capacity.”
Shen Jingchuan looked up, hugged Wenyan quickly with utmost seriousness: “Good Wenyan, I promise I won’t be so reckless ever again, this is absolutely the last time.”
After saying that, Shen Jingchuan turned to look at Shen Yuan: “Tell me, what do you want me to do? I accept my loss; I’ll agree to any request as long as it doesn’t require giving up my career.”
“I know,” Shen Yuan, who had been silent until then, finally spoke, “I won’t stop you from doing what you want to do anymore. But I have one condition, call me ‘Dad’ like you used to. It’s been a long time since I heard you call me that.”