The matriarch has returned; that spendthrift son is truly daring!

Song Zixuan's purpose in watching racing games was simple: to bet against others. His old rival was the man with a buzz cut across from him named Xu Anlai. He always won, and his tens of millions of dollars seemed to go down the drain.

Xu Anlai gave him a provocative smile and whistled.

Song Zixuan was furious and stood up to yell back, "Sit down, do you have hemorrhoids or is there a nail on the stool?"

Song Zixuan blushed with shame and anger at her words, gritted his teeth and glared at her, scolding, "You're a girl! Song Shuyue, can you please not speak so rudely?"

Song Shuyue's expression was indifferent, her posture languid yet dignified.

Song Zixuan sat down and ignored Xu Anlai.

Xu Anlai was surprised that Song Zixuan would let it go like this. She looked at the girl sitting next to her. She was really beautiful and had an air of nobility. She had never seen her before and she was definitely not Song Zixuan's girlfriend.

Song Zixuan's girlfriend, Alan, doesn't look like this at all; I heard they broke up a few days ago.

"I bet Ahua can win, five million. Anyone want to bet with me?"

"I bet Ah Hu five million."

"Ahua, seven million."

"Ah Hu, seven million."

There were many people at the venue, all there to have fun. After everyone had finished speaking, only Song Zixuan remained. The manager walked up to him and asked, "Young Master Song, how much do you plan to play tonight?"

Song Zixuan directly demanded repayment of all the money he owed here from the Song family. His current allowance is barely enough to cover his expenses, let alone allow him to play around.

Before Song Zixuan could speak, Song Shuyue said first, "What? Can't we sit here if we're not playing? If I'm not mistaken, this place still belongs to the Song family."

Upon hearing this, the manager immediately bowed and said with a smile, "Of course, of course, miss, I was just being nosy."

Song Shuyue: "You know you're being nosy, so why don't you get lost!"

The man's expression was somewhat unpleasant. "Yes, yes."

Song Zixuan frowned and said with dissatisfaction, "Why are you treating them like that? They are all my friends."

"Your friend is not my friend."

Song Zixuan gritted his teeth and said nothing more.

As the competition began, Song Shuyue glanced at the unwilling looks in the eyes of those people.

Xu Anlai's lips curled into a smile, and he said sarcastically, "What? Is Young Master Song scared of losing? You don't dare to play anymore? Then why are you even here? Go home and get some sleep, everyone, don't you agree?"

"Yeah, haha, Young Master Song might really be out of money."

"I thought Young Master Song would be spending tens of millions again."

"I didn't spend a single penny tonight."

"Yeah, they were even sitting there watching."

Song Zixuan clenched his fists, burning with anger. Song Shuyue looked at him and said, "Tell them that this is your Song family's territory. If they don't want to play, then they can all get lost."

Song Zixuan was taken aback. He didn't like to use his power to suppress others. They were all friends and would have some arguments during competitions, but that was normal. Afterwards, they could still sit down together for a meal, drinks, and a chat.

Song Shuyue's eyes turned slightly cold, and she said unhappily, "Speak."

Song Zixuan stood up and said loudly, "What? This is my Song family's territory. I can come and go as I please. What does it have to do with you? If you don't want to play, then get out of here."

Everyone fell silent instantly, as if struck by lightning.

Xu Anlai was extremely unconvinced. "Young Master Song, you're really bullying us by relying on your power! Is it because you haven't won even once? How about we have a match?"

"Shut up!" Song Zixuan interrupted before he could finish speaking, then sat down, looked straight ahead, and ignored him.

Xu Anlai felt humiliated and slammed his fist on the table. "Damn Song Zixuan, if it weren't for the Song family backing you, who do you think you are!"

It's good that you were born into a good family.

What a big deal.

Song Shuyue watched the cars speed away, a slight smile playing on her lips, her brows relaxed. "Do you believe it will end in a draw?"

Song Zixuan took a moment to process what she said and shook his head in denial: "Impossible! The two are mortal enemies, there's no way they could draw. Your judgment is wrong."

Song Shuyue glanced at the people around her with interest, "Then open your eyes wide and watch carefully."

fifteen minutes later

Song Zixuan suddenly stood up, staring incredulously at the record on the big screen. "How is this possible! It really is a tie!"

A draw means no one loses money; how come he's never encountered this situation before?

I glanced at the girl sitting upright in her seat, exuding a cool and aloof air, and realized she was absolutely right!

It must be a coincidence; he simply couldn't believe she could be right again.

"This was just an accident; I don't believe you predicted it."

Song Shuyue smiled meaningfully, "Really? You believe it or not, the rest of the games will be draws!"

"How is that possible? Song Shuyue, do you think I'm an idiot or they are? A draw is impossible unless it was intentional."

Song Shuyue still had a calm smile on her face. Song Zixuan almost wanted to believe her, but how could he?

This has never happened before.

The game continued, and Song Zixuan remained on high alert, watching the result intently. But then another draw occurred, which made his heart skip a beat, and panic and fear instantly overwhelmed him.

impossible!

Song Zixuan clenched his fists and stared intently; it must be a coincidence.

Song Shuyue ate the fruit slowly and calmly. It was quite sweet. Her calm and composed demeanor, as if she had seen through everything and was confident of victory, made Song Zixuan increasingly uneasy and flustered.

Could it be that she was right?

Five games ended in a draw, which completely broke Song Zixuan's defenses. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he roared, "What a joke! Was this done on purpose? Is this funny?"

When no one else reacted, Song Shuyue said, "If you bet on any one person, the other person will win."

Song Zixuan turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with resentment.

“Come here, Song Zixuan bets that Ahua will win.”

The manager asked with a grin, "How much are you betting?"

Song Shuyue glanced at the numbers on the cards; the lowest was one million.

"Don't worry, I won't cheat on the outcome, just announce it!"

The manager, thinking that she was also someone who acted without thinking, loudly announced, "Young Master Song bets that Ahua will win."

Upon hearing this, everyone else immediately invested their money in Ah Hu.

Song Shuyue took a sip of juice and gestured for Song Zixuan to sit down. Song Zixuan was tense all over, as if a string in his mind was taut, waiting to see if the game would break down.

"Ah Hu wins!"

Those three words snapped the taut string in Song Zixuan's mind with a "bang!" Song Zixuan slumped completely onto the stool, his eyes gradually becoming unfocused and empty.

They're all in cahoots.

Ha ha!

His gaze gradually focused, filled with self-mockery, it was ridiculous!

He has always been taken advantage of and made a fool of.

The manager came over and asked cautiously, "Young Master Song, how much did you say you were betting?"