He believed that as long as Yuan Shanshan had even a slight discernnt, she should know what to do.
Yuan Shanshan, of course, knew what Yan Zhihong was doing. She imdiately sneered and said, "Sorry, I don't care who you are."
Then Yuan Shanshan turned to leave, but Yan Zhihong wasn't willing to give up. He quickly moved forward a few steps, blocking her path.
"What the hell do you want?" Yuan Shanshan asked with a cold face, now also sowhat angry.
"Beauty, since we're both here to attend the bride and groom's wedding, that should make us relatives or friends, right? I an no harm, I just simply want to make friends with you," Yan Zhihong said earnestly, feeling surprised in his heart. It seed Yuan Shanshan was more difficult to handle than he had imagined.
"Sorry, I'm not interested," Yuan Shanshan said coldly, her patience wearing thin as she stepped away to leave.
A flash of anger crossed Yan Zhihong's eyes, and he suddenly smiled lecherously. Just as Yuan Shanshan was about to walk past him, he suddenly reached out his hand, intending to grope Yuan Shanshan's chest.
Yuan Shanshan's face paled in shock, not expecting Yan Zhihong to be so rude. But she quickly reacted, stepping back quickly to evade Yan Zhihong's vile claw, while shouting, "What do you think you're doing?"
"Since you don't want to be friends with , a little touch should be okay, right?" Yan Zhihong laughed shalessly, feeling sowhat annoyed inside. Damn it, this little woman was so alert, she actually dodged him.
"Do you realize what you're doing? This is harassnt, I have every right to call the police and have you arrested!" Yuan Shanshan was truly vexed, having never encountered soone so shaless before.
All because she refused to give him her contact information, and now this guy was harassing her. What kind of reasoning was that?
"Beauty, calling the police requires evidence, do you have any? It's just you and here. Who saw harass you?" Yan Zhihong said smugly, with no direct witnesses or evidence, what could Yuan Shanshan accuse him of?
"You're despicable!" Yuan Shanshan retorted in frustration, her lovely face flushed with anger as she was enraged by Yan Zhihong.
"Hey, beauty, how do you know I'm despicable? You seem to know so well, yet you claim to have no interest in ?" Yan Zhihong said with a bad laugh, shalessly taking it as a complint.
"Scumbag!" Yuan Shanshan finally saw that this guy didn't even know the aning of sha. He was nothing but a rogue!
Although Hao Jian was despicable, at least he knew about morals and decency. But this guy in front of her had no sense of morality at all, despite his shiny exterior, his inside was filthy!
"Beauty, you keep berating so persistently, you wouldn't actually be interested in , would you? If that's the case, how about we find a place to chat properly? I know there's a thed hotel nearby, with all kinds of props. Are you interested in trying them out with ?" Yan Zhihong said with a heinous laugh, his evil gaze sweeping over Yuan Shanshan.
"Get lost, trash!" Yuan Shanshan spat out disdainfully, pushing past Yan Zhihong and walking away.
Yan Zhihong wasn't angry but followed at a leisurely pace behind Yuan Shanshan as she left.
"What's wrong? You seem really angry." Hao Jian was gobbling down his food like a pig when he saw Yuan Shanshan, looking upset as she walked back. He was imdiately puzzled.
"I ran into a pervert in the bathroom, nearly got taken advantage of!" Yuan Shanshan fud, although Yan Zhihong didn't succeed, his actions had already hurt her.
"Hm?" Hao Jian's eyebrows furrowed imdiately, then he asked, "Where is he?"
"Right over there!" Yuan Shanshan pointed in Yan Zhihong's direction, and then Hao Jian saw Yan Zhihong looking at them with a lecherous smile.
Seeing Hao Jian looking over, Yan Zhihong felt no fear. Instead, he gave a provocative look, challenging him.
Yan Zhihong could tell at a glance that Hao Jian was a pauper, for he didn't even have one decent piece of clothing on him. For a materialist like Yan Zhihong, who saw money as the only value, he was quick to judge a person's worth based on their wealth.
So he didn't take Hao Jian seriously. In his eyes, even if Hao Jian was irritated, he probably couldn't do anything about it.
"Hehe, indeed a very arrogant guy. What did he do to you?" Hao Jian asked.
"He just asked for my contact information, and when I didn't give it to him, he tried to touch my breast," Yuan Shanshan indignantly said.
Hao Jian was shocked and asked, "Did he succeed?"
"Of course not, but even if he didn't succeed, such an experience is infuriating, isn't it?" Yuan Shanshan pouted.
"Zhihong, co and play baccarat, old rules, you be the dealer!" Just then, so of Yan Zhihong's relatives and friends called him over.
With a sneer, Yan Zhihong gave Yuan Shanshan and Hao Jian one last look, then turned away, heading towards his relatives.
"Watch, I'll get revenge for you!" Hao Jian chuckled, walking towards Yan Zhihong.
When Yan Zhihong saw Hao Jian and Yuan Shanshan approaching, he was sowhat surprised. But with so many people around, he didn't dare to make a scene, acting as if nothing had happened. He figured Hao Jian and Yuan Shanshan wouldn't dare to cause trouble.
"Can I join in too?" Hao Jian asked.
Yan Zhihong laughed, with a hint of sarcasm, "Our minimum bet is a thousand, do you have that kind of money? Can you afford to play?"
"I don't have that much cash on , how much do you have? Could you lend so?" Hao Jian said to Yuan Shanshan.
Without hesitation, Yuan Shanshan took out a stack of cash from her purse and gave it to Hao Jian, exactly ten thousand yuan.
Seeing this, Yan Zhihong and the others couldn't help but show disdain. Is this guy a gigolo? Actually asking a woman for money?
Just then, Yan Zhihong sneered, "Kid, if you don't have the money, don't act like Big Head here. This kind of gambling ga isn't for a broke guy like you. Don't end up losing and making your girlfriend suffer too. I suppose it wouldn't be easy for her to provide for you, right?"
"As long as I win and pay her back, it's fine." Hao Jian rubbed his hands together and said sheepishly.
Seeing Hao Jian's submissive deanor, the contempt on everyone's faces intensified, and they couldn't understand how such a beautiful woman like Yuan Shanshan could fall for trash like Hao Jian. Surely any slightly normal woman wouldn't like him, right?
Yan Zhihong couldn't help but sneer too, his heart filled with derision for Yuan Shanshan, thinking she was cheap for not choosing a tall, rich, and handso man like him and instead providing for a gigolo.
"Are you so sure you can win?" Yan Zhihong laughed disdainfully, "We are different from you. We are people with status and wealth, rolling in money. Losing a hundred or a hundred and fifty thousand is child's play for us. But for a broke guy like you, if you lose even ten thousand yuan, you probably won't be able to sleep for several nights, right?"
"Why do you talk so much nonsense? Or are you scared to take my chips, afraid you'll lose everything?" Hao Jian scoffed.
At his words, Yan Zhihong burst into laughter, "Am I afraid to take your chips? I'm just worried you'll have to kneel and wash clothes when you lose those ten thousand yuan tonight! Your asly ten thousand doesn't even catch my eye, you know?"
Yan Zhihong looked down on Hao Jian; ten thousand yuan was nothing to him, he could make it back in a day.
"Then let's stop talking and start, shall we?" Hao Jian said eagerly.
"If you're courting death, then I will fulfill your wish!" Yan Zhihong snorted, and then stood at the baccarat table, as the hotel had conveniently prepared all sorts of gambling tools.
"Place your bets!" Yan Zhihong commanded.
"All in!" Hao Jian said with great montum, but everyone else just gave him a scornful look. It was just ten thousand yuan, was there any need to shout so loudly?
The other players were betting fifty or sixty thousand, so even a hundred thousand, making Hao Jian's bet the smallest.
"All in? Are you trying to die quickly?" Yan Zhihong sneered maliciously, thinking that had Hao Jian bet a thousand at a ti, he might have stood a chance, but by going all in at once, if he busted, he would lose everything!
"Are you done talking? Can we reveal the cards now?" Hao Jian looked at Yan Zhihong with a mocking smile.
"Hmph! Foolish!" Yan Zhihong glared at Hao Jian, then began to deal the cards as the banker. After distributing the cards, he quickly glanced at his own, and a smirk involuntarily appeared on his face.
"Looks like you've got a good hand there!" Hao Jian noticed Yan Zhihong's expression and teased him.
"Haha, seems even the heavens aren't on your side!" Yan Zhihong laughed heartily, then flipped over his two cards—an eight and a King: "Sorry, eight points!"
Seeing this, the other players sighed, clearly their scores were lower than Yan Zhihong's.
"Kid, I told you not to pretend to be a big shot without the luck. Now you've lost everything, right? But if you're willing to kneel down and knock your head against the floor a few tis, I might just give you back this ten thousand. After all, it's not a big deal for !" Yan Zhihong said mockingly, his face radiating triumph.
For Hao Jian to beat him, he would need a nine, but the odds of that happening were slim to none; it was impossible to be that coincidental.
Yuan Shanshan couldn't help but show a look of shock, then she sighed deeply, obviously knowing how difficult it would be for Hao Jian to win.
"Idiot." Hao Jian curled his lip in disdain, thinking Yan Zhihong's words were idiotic.
"Ungrateful!" Yan Zhihong snorted again, "Well, since that's the case, your money is mine now!"
With that, Yan Zhihong reached out to grab the money in front of Hao Jian, but just then, Hao Jian's hand quickly pressed down on Yan Zhihong's.
Yan Zhihong imdiately frowned, "What? Can't take a loss? Want to back out? Heh, a poor bastard really is a poor bastard, can't even afford to lose this bit of money, why did you even play?"
Hearing this, everyone cast contemptuous glances at Hao Jian. It was bad enough he couldn't afford to lose ten thousand yuan, but to cheat? Truly shaless.
"Aren't you celebrating a bit too early? Have you revealed my cards yet?" Hao Jian looked at Yan Zhihong as if he were looking at an idiot.
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