288: What is he afraid of?

Having his intentions exposed so nastily by his wife in front of so many relatives and neighbors, and being scolded so loudly, Atapong felt as if his face had been slapped dozens of times; it burned with pain!

This stupid woman! She didn't leave him any face at all! She actually dared to scold him like that in public! And right when he was about to achieve a complete victory!

"Shut the hell up!" Atapong suddenly turned his head and roared at Nala, raising his hand as if he were about to strike her.

Seeing that her husband was not only unashamed but actually wanted to hit her, Nala trembled with rage. Her grievance and fury made her lose all reason.

"You dare hit me?! Atapong! Just try touching me today! I'll divorce you immediately! The house, the car, the money—don't even think about taking a single cent! I mean what I say!"

"Divorce? Fine! Let's divorce! I've had enough of you! You shrew! You idiot!" Atapong was further enraged by the word "divorce."

"Look at Su Cha's wife! Then look at you! What else can you do besides throw tantrums and curse in the street? Divorce! Whoever doesn't divorce is a coward!"

He was truly blinded by rage, and he genuinely hated Nala's behavior of embarrassing him in public to the extreme.

That raised palm was about to slap down hard!

Songphong was scared out of his wits when he saw his son was actually going to hit his daughter-in-law!

How could this be allowed?

Today was in front of so many relatives; if his son really hit his wife and they made a scene about a divorce, their family's reputation would be completely ruined!

How would they face anyone in the future?

He could no longer care about much else and dashed forward, wanting to pull his son away.

"Stop! Atapong! Are you crazy? Stop now!"

However, he rushed too quickly, and since Atapong was in a fit of rage, his movements were large.

Just as Songphong's hand touched Atapong's arm, the slap Atapong swung down in anger veered off course because of his father's pull. Additionally, Nala had also reached out in a fit of pique, trying to scratch Atapong—

*Slap!*

"Ah!"

A crisp sound of a slap was accompanied by a cry of pain.

Atapong's palm landed squarely on his father Songphong's face!

And because Songphong had suddenly stepped in, the five fingernails of Nala's outstretched hand left three bright red bloody gashes on Songphong's old face!

Songphong saw stars from the blow, and his face burned with pain. Having been scratched as well, he was pained, ashamed, and angry. Clutching his face, he retreated a few steps in a pathetic state. His old face swelled up instantly, and with those three bloody gashes, he looked both comical and miserable.

The courtyard instantly erupted into uncontrollable laughter.

"Hahaha! Well hit! Hitting his own father!"

"Oh my! This is killing me! This show is even more exciting than the gambling match!"

"Serves him right! Let that old thing act all smug with his son all the time! Here comes the karma!"

"Tsk tsk, the son hits the father, and the daughter-in-law scratches the father-in-law. This family is truly something else!"

"So satisfying! This is so satisfying! Let them be arrogant!"

Being mocked by so many people, Songphong felt he had lost all face.

He wanted to flare up, but he didn't know how to, since those who hit him were his son and daughter-in-law.

Therefore, he could only swallow his anger helplessly.

However, the result was ultimately good; his beating wasn't for nothing.

Seeing Songphong's pathetic and miserable state, Pinya couldn't help but feel a surge of secret satisfaction.

So satisfying!

He truly deserved it!

This disrespectful Second Uncle should have suffered some hardships a long time ago!

But as satisfying as it was, she hadn't forgotten the business at hand.

The internal family conflict Atapong was facing was the perfect opportunity to exert influence!

Moreover, through Nala's angry scolding and Atapong's reaction just now, she was even more convinced of Atapong's weaknesses.

Lustful, obsessed with face, easily angered, and possessing a strong rebellious streak.

Right now, Atapong was in a fit of rage and filled with resentment toward Nala.

If at this time... cleverly using his rebellion against Nala and his filthy thoughts toward Lei Jun, perhaps... Pinya's mind raced, and she immediately had an idea.

Taking advantage of the moment while Atapong and Nala were still glaring at each other, she stepped forward.

"Atapong, don't be angry anymore. Sister-in-law was just anxious for a moment and spoke a bit harshly."

She changed her tone, lowering her voice slightly but ensuring Atapong could hear clearly.

"Actually... having Miss Lei play doesn't really cost you anything. Your hand is so good—a Triple-Q set—what are you afraid of? No matter how skilled Miss Lei is, she's young after all, and a girl. How proficient could she be at cards?"

"To play a few more rounds and talk a bit more with a rare beauty like Miss Lei... an opportunity like this doesn't come around often. Some people find it hard to even say a word to Miss Lei. You'll win money and get to show off your card skills and grace in front of a beauty—isn't that the best of both worlds?"

These words spoke directly to Atapong's heart!

Especially that last part about "showing off card skills and grace in front of a beauty" and "some people find it hard to even say a word," which greatly satisfied his vanity and desire to conquer!

Yes! What was he afraid of? He had three Qs! A guaranteed win! So what if Lei Jun played?

It was the perfect chance to let this consistently cold beauty see that he, Atapong, not only had money but also had great card skills! And his luck was even better! Perhaps... he could even use this opportunity to get closer to her?

Furthermore, the more Nala opposed it now, the more rebelliously he wanted to go against her!

Didn't you call me lust-crazed? Didn't you threaten me with divorce? I'm going to agree just to spite you!

However, Atapong hadn't been completely blinded by beauty and rage; his remaining reason was still putting up a final struggle.

He glanced at the mountain of bets on the table, his heart racing.

These were real money and houses!

But Pinya's words, combined with his confidence in the card game, eventually outweighed that bit of hesitation.

He believed that even if Lei Jun took over, he was bound to win!

Agreeing now would both spite Nala and allow him to interact with the beauty—why not?

He was just about to speak and announce his agreement to the substitution.

"Atapong! You dare!" Nala shouted shrilly, seeing the change in her husband's eyes and hearing Pinya's seductive words, her lungs nearly bursting with anger.

"If you dare agree to let that Vixen take over today, I'm leaving immediately! I'm done with this life! Divorce! I mean what I say! You won't get a single cent! Just you try!"

Another threat! Another public threat!

The anger Atapong had just suppressed flared up again, and even more intensely than before!

He hated being threatened by others the most, especially being publicly threatened by his own woman!

"Then let's divorce! Who's afraid of who!" Atapong's eyes were bloodshot as he suddenly turned and roared at Nala, "I'm agreeing to it today! So what?"

No longer looking at Nala's face, which had turned pale with rage, he turned directly to Pinya and Lei Jun and said loudly.

"Fine! Since you've requested so sincerely, I'm not an unreasonable person! Fine! I agree! Let this... Miss Lei replace Su Cha and finish this round with me!"

He specifically emphasized finishing this round, implying that he would win very soon.