Chapter 157 One move decides the fate, saving the day and astonishing the father-in-law.

He had kept this matter extremely quiet; even his female companion was unaware. Yet, this seemingly ordinary young man before him had actually exposed his trump card in a single sentence!

Lin Chen stepped forward slowly, his aura rising sharply; he was like a completely different person from the one who had been exclaiming in wonder just moments ago.

In this magnificent and imposing Grand Lisboa lobby, not only was he not overwhelmed by the luxury, but he stood like a natural-born king, blending perfectly with the surrounding opulence.

"There are still many things you don't know." Lin Chen's tone was indifferent, yet carried an unquestionable pressure. "The Grand Lisboa is indeed a world for the top elite, but it only respects true power, not a clown like you who is on the verge of bankruptcy yet still puts on airs."

"You're talking nonsense!" Huang Sanwei was furious, yet he lacked confidence, and cold sweat had already broken out on his forehead.

The surrounding guests were instantly in an uproar. Their gazes toward Huang Sanwei shifted from amusement to disdain, and when they looked at Lin Chen, all contempt was gone, replaced by awe.

Being able to discern this person's background at a glance and remain so calm and composed at the Grand Lisboa, "This young man is definitely a top-tier big shot hiding his true strength!" "He must be a Second-generation rich from some family."

Lin Chen stopped looking at the pale-faced Huang Sanwei and turned to look again at this luxurious lobby that felt like another world. The shock from just moments ago turned into certainty in his heart.

No matter how grand or dreamlike the decor here was, it was ultimately man-made prosperity. And he, Lin Chen, did not want to just marvel at it; he wanted to become the person who controlled this world.

The brilliant, sparkling crystal lights reflected in his eyes, turning into ambition and sharpness. The extreme luxury of the Grand Lisboa was merely one stop on his path to rising.

After that small incident, Lin Chen was arranged by the Waiter to stay on the 20th floor of the hotel. The hotel had a total of 47 floors. The 20th floor was considered mid-range for guests.

"Sir, this is your room." Then, the Waiter delivered his luggage to the door. Lin Chen gave a hundred-yuan tip. The Waiter immediately said happily, "Thank you." "This Handsome Guy gave so much today." "Usually customers give twenty or fifty." "This one gave a whole hundred right off the bat."

Lin Chen had just closed the door and put away his suitcase. He was lying on the bed, about to send a message to Chen Qian to tell her he had arrived, when his phone rang.

"Hmm, Chen Qian is calling." "Talk about speaking of the devil." He immediately answered the phone.

"Hello, Chen Qian, I've arrived at the hotel." "Where are you guys?" "It's almost six o'clock now." "Shall we go get dinner together?"

Before Lin Chen could finish speaking, Chen Qian hurriedly interrupted him. "Lin Chen, my dad has gotten addicted to gambling here!" "He's already lost four or five hundred thousand." "He's in a bad mood right now, so I'm afraid dinner..."

Lin Chen understood what she meant. Her father was likely emotionally unstable right now, in the heat of losing money. "That's quite a lot of money to lose." "If he keeps losing, the losses will be significant." "Yes, my mother is just sitting to the side, sulking."

Lin Chen immediately urged, "Which area are you in? I'll come find you, and I can take a look at the situation and perhaps try to persuade him."

Chen Qian felt that having one more person to help persuade might be useful, so she quickly replied, "We are in the middle of the casino."

On the second floor of the Macau Grand Lisboa casino, the area for big/small betting was brightly lit, the air filled with a mixture of cigarette smoke, perfume, and the crisp sound of chips colliding—each sound like a heavy hammer striking Chen Qian's heart.

She gripped her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white, watching her father, Chen Feng, in front of the gambling table with bloodshot eyes, her heart almost jumping out of her throat.

In just half a day, four or five hundred thousand, the family's savings for half a lifetime, had all been dumped onto this cold gambling table.

"Dad! Stop playing! I beg you! If you keep playing, it'll really all be gone!" Chen Qian's voice was trembling as she reached out to pull her father's arm, but was roughly shaken off by Chen Feng.

"Get away! Don't block my luck! I just had bad luck earlier; I'll definitely win it back this round!"

Chen Feng's eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, his whole person looking as if he were possessed by a demon, staring fixedly at the dice cup in the dealer's hand, muttering to himself, "Big... it must be Big... I'll win back everything I lost..."

Beside him, her mother, Pan Fen, had a livid complexion, her chest heaving violently. She was too angry to say a word, only wiping away tears, filled with both hatred and helplessness. This family was on the verge of being completely torn apart by this gambling table.

Without any extra words, Lin Chen immediately got up and rushed toward the Grand Lisboa casino. In his mind, the system panel quietly flickered; today he had only one ten-second prediction opportunity, his only trump card to break the deadlock.

A few minutes later, Lin Chen pushed through the noisy crowd and immediately saw Chen Qian curled up to the side, her eyes red and swollen. "Lin Chen!" Chen Qian grabbed onto him like a lifeline, throwing herself into his arms, tears gushing out. "It's okay, I'm here." Lin Chen gently patted her back, his gaze sweeping sharply toward the gambling table.

Chen Feng was still betting frantically, his chips dwindling, but his eyes becoming more and more deranged. Chen Qian pulled Lin Chen to her parents, introducing him with a sobbing voice, "Mom, this is Lin Chen... the one I mentioned to you."

Pan Fen lifted her tear-stained face, looking at the tall and steady Lin Chen before her. Although her heart was in turmoil, she still managed to squeeze out a smile of gratitude and expectation, nodding, "Xiao Chen... sorry to trouble you..." She was truly desperate; she wanted to grab onto anything, even if it were just a straw.

But when it came to introducing her father, Chen Feng, the atmosphere instantly turned cold. "Dad, this is Lin Chen." Chen Feng didn't even lift his head, his gaze glued to the dice cup, only giving a perfunctory nod, not even raising his eyelids, with a hint of impatience and contempt at the corner of his mouth. In his eyes, no one was important right now; only winning money and breaking even mattered. Daughter's classmate, junior—everyone else could just step aside.

Lin Chen saw all of this, said nothing, and just quietly walked to the side of the gambling table. He knew that at a time like this, saying anything was useless. Only money, only winning, could pull this deranged man back.

Lin Chen casually picked up some chips and silently followed suit with a bet. "Lin Chen, why are you betting too?" Chen Qian said, pouting. Lin Chen smiled. "Persuasion is useless, just watch me!"

Chen Qian was captivated by his confident gaze and handsome smile. Even her mother was captivated. "Small, small, small..." For several rounds in a row, he deliberately lost nearly one hundred thousand. Chen Feng glanced at him, feeling even more disdainful in his heart. "Sure enough, just another greenhorn here to give away money. What use could he be?"

The dealer shuffled and shook the dice, movements smooth as flowing water, the whole room holding its breath. At this very moment, Lin Chen's heart stirred, and he decisively activated the last ten-second prediction of the day! The images before his eyes flashed rapidly, and the system panel's voice was cold and precise: [Prediction result: Next round, it will be — Big!]

He only had one chance. Lin Chen took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly becoming as sharp as a knife. The noisy sounds around him seemed to vanish instantly; the whole world was left with only him and this gambling table.

The dealer said indifferently, "Everyone, please place your bets." Everyone threw out their chips, some betting on Big, some on Small, discussions rising one after another. Chen Feng's hands were shaking, and looking at the few chips he had left, he gritted his teeth and was about to bet on "Small."

Just then, Lin Chen stepped forward. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an irresistible aura that shocked the whole room: "Wait a moment." Everyone's gaze turned toward him in unison. They saw Lin Chen pick up a large stack of chips and, with a "slap," slam them heavily onto the "Big" area! A full two million! The entire room gasped!