Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Jiang Anyu went home to see his baby daughter. Before leaving the room, he looked back at Zhu Xia.

He put on his suit jacket slowly, folded his cuffs with his long fingers, and held up his cell phone to call his friend.

"Boss He, why didn't you come to the party organized by Shang Xun at the EVG Club?" Jiang Anyu asked knowingly.

He Lianzhou knew everything about his plan.

"Go ahead."

"I met an acquaintance. Guess who it is? Doctor Zhu!" Jiang Anyu walked into the elevator on the red cashmere carpet. "It turns out that Shang Xun knows Doctor Zhu. They seem to be very familiar with each other. Shang Xun even went downstairs in person to invite Doctor Zhu to come up and play."

There was a faint voice coming from the other end of the phone, and Jiang Anyu asked, "Where are you going?" His words seemed to be pretending to be stupid.

"Find someone."

Be brief and to the point, and hang up the call.

Jiang Anyu put his finger on the frame of his glasses and smiled gently.

He had a feeling that the truth was getting closer and closer to him.

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In the club room, Zhu Xia didn't even raise his eyelids, and pushed the chips casually, and the chips collapsed like a building.

Grand and decisive.

The room suddenly fell silent.

"Is it such a big deal?" Everyone gasped.

He went all in without even looking at his cards.

Everyone who sees him calls him a ruthless person.

Success or failure is often just a matter of a moment.

This is the conclusion Zhu Xia came to after observing He Lianzhou playing Texas Hold'em.

"Sumer, are you bluffing us again?" Shang Xun restrained his frivolous smile and stared at Zhu Xia with his brown pupils.

Zhu Xia smiled lightly, "Whether it's true or not, we'll know once we reveal it."

"Then I will risk my life to accompany the beauty." Shang Xun had a playful smile on his face, his eyes always fixed on Zhu Xia's cheek.

He stretched out his hand and pushed gracefully, the chips fell down, and he was all in again.

The people who originally didn't dare to follow were even more timid now.

The rules of Texas Hold'em are very simple. 2 to 9 people participate, using 52 playing cards, and each player is dealt two "hole cards" at the beginning.

The dealer deals 5 community cards. After the players have completed the betting process, they combine the 2 cards in their hands with the 5 bulletin cards. The player with the biggest hand wins.

Shang Xun showed his cards first, and all five cards were of the same suit, a flush.

The odds of winning are huge.

Zhu Xia pressed his temple with his index finger, seeming to be quite annoyed.

Everyone looked at Zhu Xia with interest, as if they were watching a show.

Now the arrow is on the string and has to be shot. She has no chance to regret.

Shang Xun: "Sumer, show your cards."

Zhu Xia met Shang Xun's gaze and slowly uncovered the cards one by one.

The success or failure depends on this one move.

Everyone watched with bated breath.

Four A's and one K, there are four cards of the same value.

What a high four!

Zhu Xia leaned back slightly in the chair, looked at Shang Xun and said calmly: "Master Shang, you lost."

"I lost to a beauty." Shang Xun raised his eyebrows frivolously and laughed frighteningly, "I am convinced."

While the waiter was settling the bill, Shang Xun held a cigarette between his bony fingers. As soon as he put it in his mouth, someone lit it for him.

The smoke spread, blurring Zhu Xia's vision. She took out her cell phone and fiddled with it absentmindedly.

Shang Xun suddenly asked: "Sumer, you really don't know Song Chengyu?"

Zhu Xia didn't even raise his head and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

"nothing."

I wish Xia can relax.

Shang Xun added: "Song Chengyu spent hundreds of millions of dollars to buy a winery to please his fiancée. His fiancée had a simple but meaningful name."

Zhu Xia's long and curled eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slightly.

"Zhu Xia." Shang Xun uttered the two sounds slowly, and his pronunciation was intriguing.

Zhu Xia's fingertips froze for a moment, and he said indifferently: "Oh, and then?"

"Is it you?" Shang Xun asked bluntly.

"Your life will be short if you mind too much." Zhu Xia raised his head, "Master Shang, I hope you live a long life."

It appears to be a blessing, but is actually a warning.

Take the warning in your heart seriously, rather than the previous venomous words that were all revealed.

Shang Xun felt a surge of disbelief in his heart.

Apart from You Feng, Song Chengyu is the second man protected by Sumer.

Perhaps it was because it was a rare occasion for Zhu Xia to talk to him seriously, Shang Xun was in a good mood and recalled the conversation an hour ago.

"Liang Yiying is not Mr. He's fiancée. Sumer, you guessed wrong this time."

Zhu Xia seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, he said slowly, "He Mingliang?"

Shang Xun raised his chin with a proud look on his face: "Do you know the He family well?"

"A little more than you."

Shang Xun laughed angrily.

The cell phone, which had been quiet the whole night, suddenly rang, and Zhu Xia was stunned.

The caller ID shows [Song Chengyu].

She said goodbye to Shang Xun hastily, picked up her bag, and walked out of the box quickly under the gaze of He Chuyin and Liang Yiying.

Zhu Xia pushed open the door of the emergency passage, walked to the stairs, and swiped to answer the call.

"Xia Xia, what are you busy with?" Song Chengyu's calm tone rose slightly.

"I just finished a party with my friends." Zhu Xia leaned against the wall and said softly.

Song Chengyu smiled and said, "You're having a great time. I was worried that you'd be bored."

Zhu Xia could hear the hidden meaning in his words, pursed her lips and said, "It's a standard game."

"No need to explain, I don't blame you."

After a few seconds of silence, Zhu Xia said, "I'll go back during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Hmm? You don't want me to come find you?"

"I miss grandpa."

Song Chengyu couldn't refute the reason for missing his grandfather.

After about ten minutes, the call ended.

Zhu Xia leaned against the stair railing, his thoughts wandering.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a cigarette.

It emits a light mint scent that is not unpleasant.

Liang Yiying had just stuffed it into her hand.

Zhu Xia opened his mouth and held the cigarette, then fumbled around and found there was no lighter.

She sighed.

A cluster of blue flames suddenly ignited. Zhu Xia turned his head and saw a beautiful big, cold, white hand holding the fire.

The moment the flame reflected on the man's face, Zhu Xia was so shocked that he almost fell down the stairs, but was firmly held by a strong arm.

Zhu Xia hurriedly stood up and swallowed nervously.

She was standing on the steps, and he was standing on the flat surface, but he was still taller than her.

The flame from the lighter in He Lianzhou's hand hovered close to the cigarette between Zhu Xia's lips.

The corridor was dim and blurry. The bright flames illuminated the man's face, clearly imprinted in Zhu Xia's pupils.

She stared at his handsome face with clear contours, from his eyebrows to his jaw.

The distance was too close, and the flame burning the tobacco made a sizzling sound, which was quite subtle.

The minty scent of tobacco could not cover the cool and crisp scent on the man, and Zhu Xia even became cautious with her breathing.

The few seconds it takes to light a cigarette are infinitely stretched.

After a long arc of silence, she lit a cigarette, suppressed the surging in her chest, and unnoticeably distanced herself from them.

"Thank you."

Zhu Xia had never smoked before. She lowered her head and was about to try taking a small puff.

A hand suddenly reached out and snatched the cigarette from her lips.

Zhu Xia looked up and saw He Lianzhou holding the cigarette she had just held in his mouth at the corner of his lips.

She looked at his thin lips and her heart was hit hard by something.