Chapter 692: Master Hou Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall
Chapter 692: You Dare to Provoke Third Master?
Gong Yibo couldn't accept it and angrily asked Hou Yunjiao, "How can you call him ugly? Look carefully, he clearly has a tough and handsome appearance! So many women come here just to catch a glimpse of him. Do you know how many people want to spend a night with him? He's very popular here!"
Hou Yunjiao expression remained calm as he supported his forehead with one hand and said slowly, "Completely lacking in aesthetics, just ugly."
Gong Yibo became angry, saying, "In boxing, it's about strength, not looks! Since when did we start judging based on appearance!"
He continued, "The one you picked is ugly! In his previous matches, he almost always lost, and today was just a stroke of luck. He will definitely…"
Gong Yibo's words were interrupted by the excited cheers from the audience below.
On the arena, the result was already clear.
The long-haired boxer had once again pinned down his opponent firmly.
His muscles were bulging, using all his strength.
The referee had already started the countdown on the ground.
When the last number was called out, the long-haired man suddenly released his opponent and collapsed on the ground.
There was no doubt about it; he won this match.
In the main viewing stand, Gong Yibo was dumbfounded.
He lost.
He lost to Hou Yunjiao.
Losing was not the issue; he couldn't accept it because Hou Yunjiao didn't select the participants based on their physical abilities but solely on their looks.
This gamble was entirely Hou Yunjiao's personal decision.
Gong Yibo lost his usual composure, slumping in his seat, covering his face with one hand, and said weakly, "When did you become so obsessed with looks? Don't tell me you used to choose participants based on their appearance too?"
Hou Yunjiao stood up with Qin Ruan, holding her hand.
He walked to Gong Yibo and slowly said in a magnetic voice, "Everyone has a sense of beauty, and I just picked the one that looked good to me."
The implication was that he selected based on looks.
Gong Yibo moved his hand away from his face, thinking that if he told those who had gambled with Hou Yunjiao in the past, they might have a meltdown.
As Hou Yunqiao prepared to leave, Gong Yibo sat up straight, his face returning to normal.
"The three people you want are already arranged. When do you plan to leave? I'll have them go to the gathering point."
Hou Yunjiao looked at his wristwatch. "They'll gather at the Hou family estate and set off now."
"Alright, I'll make arrangements right away."
Gong Yibo made a call in front of Hou Yunjiao and issued orders.
Outside the door.
Su Jingshu stood in the corridor, pondering Qin Ruan's words.
She still couldn't believe that a woman could possess such charm that a man would be faithful to her for a lifetime.
All men had their vices, and they couldn't control themselves.
No matter how strong the relationship was, they would eventually succumb to temptation.
Even someone like Third Master, when faced with someone as alluring as Qin Ruan, would initially be enticed. Who knew what would happen in the future?
She firmly believed in her philosophy: men couldn't be trusted, and the only person she could rely on was herself.
Money, power, and status were under her control, giving her the greatest confidence.
Su Jingshu lowered her eyes, observing the end of the match on the arena. Her lips curled up with a cunning smile.
She pointed towards the victorious boxer, who had been soaked in alcohol and tea, standing in the ring and receiving the cheers from the audience, and said to Bei Jinzhou standing beside her, "Tonight, I want him."
Bei Jinzhou followed her finger's direction and saw the boxer who had emerged victorious. His gaze darkened slightly.
He asked, "How many women?"
Su Jingshu charmingly tossed her hair and smiled, "Three, I think he can handle it."
"Okay."
"Let's go, it's boring here. Let's find some other entertainment."
Bei Jinzhou didn't speak and silently followed Su Jingshu.
As Su Jingshu was about to leave, she saw Gong Wei standing at the corridor entrance, her white dress stained with alcohol and tea, looking disheveled.
She had an evil smile on her face and changed her direction.
"Oh, isn't this Miss Gong? Who bullied you? You look so pitiful."
Gong Wei was pinned against the wall by the Gong family's bodyguards to prevent her from escaping.
Hearing Su Jingshu's voice, Gong Wei and the guards looked in her direction.
Su Jingshu elegantly walked towards them with the demeanor of a noblewoman at a high-end banquet.
Her every word and action carried the elegance and grace of a noble.
The bodyguards respectfully greeted her, "Miss Su."
Gong Wei felt embarrassed and didn't dare to look up, her voice trembling, "Miss Su."
Su Jingshu walked up to Gong Wei, her gaze filled with pity and scorn.
She reached out and lifted Gong Wei's messy face, her fingers falling on the five bloodied imprints on her cheek left by Qin Ruan.
Su Jing Shu tsked, "Tsk... It's such a shame. Qin Ruan didn't destroy your face. You really provoked the wrong person. Why did you go and offend Third Young Master?"
Within just a few hours, Gong Wei had been hit one blow after another, unable to bear it any longer, and completely broke down.
Her eyes were red, filled with unwillingness and resentment.
She gritted her teeth and said, "I come from the Gong family, a hundred times better than that lowly woman from the West City!"
"Slap!"
Su Jingshu slapped Gong Wei hard.
With a fierce look, she grabbed Gong Wei's hair and pulled her head up.
"Why? Who do you think you are? How dare you provoke Third Young Master."
During her time in the West City, Su Jingshu learned to dare to do what she wanted.
If she sent the photos to Qin Ruan, she didn't plan to keep it a secret.
Gong Wei couldn't understand why Su Jingshu did this.
For so many years, she had never had any dealings with Su Jingshu and had never provoked her.
Why did this woman scheme against her?
Su Jingshu maintained her smile, and her eyes flickered with disdain and coldness.
She sneered at Gong Wei, "You're nothing but a toy, yet you dared to provoke Third Young Master."
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