133: Open Cards

"My father owes gambling debts, and I was tricked into coming here. Now I'm being held at the casino. Can you come help me?"

"Alright, give me the address."

Soon, Shen Qian received an address. He exhaled slowly; it seemed Bai Xiu's investigation into him was nearly finished, and she was preparing to close the net. It was just as well, as he also wanted to have some fun with this Senior Sister.

After driving for about an hour and a half, the car arrived in front of a Club in the city. He had to marvel at how bold some people were; just a moment ago, he had passed a police station. Whether they were hiding in plain sight or were truly fearless, he didn't know.

Entering the Club, it looked like an ordinary teahouse from the outside. There were several tables of guests drinking tea, and near the window, some people were chatting as if discussing business.

"Hello, sir. Do you have a reservation?"

"I'm here to find someone. My friend's father is being held here."

The receptionist quickly understood what Shen Qian meant and nodded.

"Alright, please follow me."

Shen Qian followed the staff to the third floor. As the doors opened, the architectural structure of the third floor was completely different from the two floors below. The large crystal chandelier on the ceiling emitted a warm yellow light.

Many people's gazes lingered on him before moving away. Four or five gambling tables were set up, and behind them stood dealers dressed quite scantily.

Shen Qian soon saw Feng Qinmian. Beside her was a middle-aged man with messy hair, dressed decently enough, but his eyes were now vacant.

"Shen Qian, you're finally here!" The girl's eyes were still tearful, and her body trembled slightly. She seemed terrified.

"This Feng Qinmian is quite the actress." Knowing she was acting, he couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie; this was probably the rapport between actors.

"Senior Sister, don't be afraid. What exactly happened?"

"I... I... my dad lost 600,000. Can you lend me 600,000? I'll write you a promissory note. I... I'll definitely find a way to pay you back."

"Heh, pay it back? If you rely on a job, even with a monthly salary of 10,000, it would take five years without eating or drinking. Unless you use some special means, how else could you pay it back?" Shen Qian calculated in his mind, his expression becoming solemn.

"Senior Sister, we've only met a few times. If it's suddenly 600,000, wouldn't that be a bit... and we don't have much of a relationship. If you're asking me to spend 600,000 on you, I..."

"I'll be your Girlfriend! Help me, and I'll be your Girlfriend! I'll still pay the money back!"

"Senior Sister, why are you trying to have it both ways? If you become my Girlfriend, I not only have to help you pay the debt, but my money will also be under your control. This... this is just not a good deal."

"Then what will it take for you to help me?"

"I already have a Girlfriend now, Senior Sister. How about you be my spare tire, or my Bed Partner?"

"spare tire, Bed Partner." Feng Qinmian was stunned for a moment. She knew Shen Qian was an eccentric, but now it seemed this guy was a total freak!

She had called him here to play the hero saving the beauty.

Instead, he shamelessly proposed such a shameless condition—it was the height of shamelessness! He wasn't even acting anymore!

"You won't agree? If you don't, then I'm sorry, Senior Sister, I can't help.

This must be Uncle. Hello, Uncle. I happen to have a million on me. If you agree to let your daughter be my spare tire, I'll pay off the 600,000 debt for you and give you another 400,000 to keep playing."

The man beside her heard this, and his eyes instantly lit up. He grabbed Feng Qinmian.

"You useless girl, what are you waiting for? This is a million!

With this 400,000, I might be able to win it all back. It's just being a spare tire, what's the big deal?"

Hearing this, Shen Qian felt a chill in his heart. He felt truly disgusted by this kind of terminal gambler who would sell his own child. If he didn't have to keep acting, he wouldn't even look at this man.

"Junior Brother, can't you change the condition?"

"Oh, you find it difficult? Then I'm leaving."

Shen Qian left no room for negotiation and turned to leave. At this, Feng Qinmian truly panicked. If Shen Qian left, not only would there be trouble here, but Bai Xiu would likely lose her last bit of patience.

But if she agreed, and he made some excessive demands, Bai Xiu still wouldn't let her go.

She was like a thin thread being pulled by two giants. She hadn't snapped yet only because neither side had used force; as soon as one did, she would be crushed.

Seeing Feng Qinmian dazed, Shen Qian smirked inwardly.

"Stunned, aren't you? A real man will never fall into a woman's trap."

"Fine, I agree, but..."

"Agreeing is agreeing. Don't add extra conditions. Is an agreement with extra conditions still an agreement?" Shen Qian remained forceful.

Even if she agreed, he wouldn't believe her. You can't believe a word from a degenerate gambler, and you can only believe half of what their family says—best not to believe a word at all.

"What are you waiting for? Agree."

Feng Qinmian's expression was extremely ugly; she couldn't bring herself to speak.

Her state immediately made Shen Qian realize something.

He looked around, saw no one, and simply shouted.

"Senior Sister Bai Xiu, Senior Sister Bai Xiu, are you there? Are you there?"

His shouting startled some people, and Feng Qinmian was the most shocked of all.

"He found out! How? How could he possibly have found out?"

No matter how much she thought, she couldn't figure out why Shen Qian would accurately call out Bai Xiu's name or where she had exposed Bai Xiu's presence.

Meanwhile, in the second-floor lounge, Bai Xiu had wanted to see what other tricks Shen Qian could pull, but she didn't expect him to just show his hand.

Moreover, the fact that he could directly pinpoint her was terrifying in itself.

Even the Principal might not dare reveal her identity. How did he find out? Weren't his parents just small business owners?

Small business, unremarkable parents, yet he wore an expensive watch.

Only now did Bai Xiu realize she'd forgotten the most important point: this person was likely just like her, or even more powerful. But that raised another doubt.

Usually, those stronger or with better connections would be abroad. At the very least, they'd be at a better university in Shanghai. Why was he at the same school as her?

Could it be that this guy likes Smurfing?

"Senior Sister Bai Xiu, come out. You worked so hard to set this up just to get me to the table, didn't you? Come out, and I'll play a good game with you."