Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 44

It was obvious that he was in a good mood at the moment.

The atmosphere at the scene became more subtle, Wan Yuan'an was devastated one after another, and finally felt that he shouldn't care about Sheng Mian, and if he continued the conversation, he would be the one who would be mad at him.

He took a deep breath, looked at the croupier, "Let's deal the cards."

The dealer made sure the others were ready and took out the cards.

There were many people around Sheng Mian, many of them were waiting to watch the fun, but there were also some who sympathized with her.

Just now when she didn't know how much the chip was worth, she said that she would pay it back twice, so wouldn't that mean that she would pay Wen Sihe back [-] million later?

What's more, a novice dares to play the no-limit Texas hold'em game. This kind of gambling game, which is prone to bankruptcies, even veterans have to carefully consider it.

What's more, the table was filled with a group of top rich second generations, but they had never seen Sheng Mian's face before.

Sheng Mian's back was straight, and the two people on her right had already placed two blind bets, 100 million and 200 million respectively.

It was her turn to speak.

She glanced at her two hole cards, thought about it, and threw it away.

Everyone saw her behavior and thought it was extremely funny.

Xiao Yue, who was not far from Fu Yancheng, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and spoke bluntly.

"If you can't, don't take up the seat. You don't have time to watch people play monkey games here."

Sheng Mian raised her eyebrows and looked at the croupier, "Why, can I not fold my cards?"

The croupier's face was a little embarrassed, "Yes, yes."

But now, even before a single community card has been played, she folded her cards without making it through a round of betting.

That being the case, why sit in this position?
Anyone who dares to participate in the no-limit hold'em game is not rich in money. If you don't have the strength, don't slap your face and pretend to be fat.

The surroundings are full of noise, mixed with all kinds of unexplained jokes.

The onlookers were already somewhat dissatisfied, but Sheng Mian remained indifferent.

In the second game, she called a bet and lost 100 million.

In the third game, she called a bet and lost 100 million.

The fourth round had just started, and Wan Yuan'an had already opened his mouth in a strange way.

"I only lost 100 million yuan in one game. There is no one like you on the court."

His words obviously resonated with many people.

"Come down, why not play if you don't know how to play."

"If you can't afford to lose, don't embarrass yourself here, and change quickly!"

"It's really boring. Women still go home to embroider and take care of their children, and come here to mess around."

The discussion gradually became louder.

Even so, Sheng Mian still only called two bets in the fourth round and lost 300 million.

She was the person who lost the least in the audience, and the one who lost the most was naturally Fu Yancheng.

But Fu Yancheng didn't say much, and when he looked at the cards, he only glanced lightly, as if he lost paper instead of cash.

The man's fingertips were slender and strong, and his knuckles were as perfect as fine porcelain. Just looking at it, one couldn't help but look at it carefully.

While waiting, Sheng Mian looked over again.

Raising his eyes, his eyes met in the air.

She wasn't embarrassed at all, but smiled generously, as if the glance just now was not peeping.

Fu Yancheng lowered his eyes indifferently, resting his hands on the seat, there was no superfluous expression on his calm face.

In Xiao Yue's eyes, Sheng Mian's behavior was considered lowly. In front of so many people, he dared to seduce him openly.

Damn it, wait and see what she will do when she loses and loses everything!
Amidst the discussions, Sheng Mian calmly waited for the start of the fifth game.

Even Wen Sihe, who was sitting in the banquet, couldn't help looking at her at this moment.

Sheng Mian didn't seem to feel any pressure, and when it was her turn to speak, she glanced at her hole cards.

This time, he followed 400 million without hesitation.

Wan Yuan'an sneered at the side, and mocked bluntly, "Am I delusional, and the miser is willing to spend his capital now?"

(End of this chapter)