Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

“Mr. Qin,” Rose sat down on the single sofa opposite Qin Luo and pointed to the pile of cash.

"The bet is ten million per round, so two rounds would be twenty million. I'll have someone transfer this money directly to your designated account shortly, in full. As for this..."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the pile of money.

"It's me personally, on behalf of... the price for that agreement. One million, in cash. Consider it... my apology to Mr. Qin, and a request for Mr. Qin to be lenient and let the joke of earlier be forgotten, how about that?"

As she spoke, her face wore a perfectly measured apology and ingratiating smile, attempting to smooth over the awkward "strip bet" with money.

One million in cash is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, but it may not be much for Qin Luo, who can gamble tens of millions at will. However, it represents her attitude of admitting defeat and making amends.

Qin Luo didn't look at the pile of money. He leaned back leisurely in the soft sofa, crossed his legs, tapped his fingers lightly on his knees, and calmly looked at Rose's face. He shook his head, his tone calm but firm.

“Sister Rose, I think you’ve misunderstood. I’m not here for this money. The twenty million, I’ll naturally take what’s rightfully mine. But this one million…”

He glanced at the coffee table.

"Take it back. What I want is the 'bet' you promised."

Rose's smile froze slightly.

Of course she knew Qin Luo was not short of money. How could someone who could casually buy Jin Yang Xuan and wager tens of millions be interested in a mere million? But she still held onto a sliver of hope that the other party would let it go for the sake of the money, or because of her submissive attitude.

"Mr. Qin..."

Rose stood up and sat on the sofa next to Qin Luo, closing the distance between them. She picked up the purple clay teapot on the coffee table and poured Qin Luo a cup of hot tea with elegant movements and a delightful aroma.

"Please don't make things difficult for me. I know you're wealthy and wouldn't care about such a small amount. How about this... two million!"

She gritted her teeth and gave a number that even she herself found painful to pay.

Although she was the casino manager and earned a considerable income, two million in cash was definitely not a small amount for her, especially since as an employee of Anbang Group, she could not freely dispose of much of the money.

"Let's just consider this a friendly gesture. Mr. Qin, please give me face and do me a favor in return, okay?"

Qin Luo took the teacup but didn't drink it. He simply held it to his nose and gently inhaled the aroma of the tea before shaking his head again, his gaze turning to the rose with a hint of amusement.

"Sister Rose, your face and those two million are not as meaningful to me as you keeping your promise. I said I think you are very beautiful, so... I want to see you in person even more."

These words were blunt and unpolite, rejecting both monetary bribes and the excuse of "giving face," while directly pointing out the source of "interest."

Rose's heart sank. The financial offensive was ineffective, and so was the flattery.

She forced a smile and said self-deprecatingly, "Mr. Qin, please don't make fun of me. I'm not young anymore, how can I compare to those young and beautiful girls? Well, at our hot spring center, a pair of twin sisters have recently arrived. They're only nineteen years old, look exactly alike, are pure and lovely, and the key thing is... they haven't experienced anything yet."

"If Mr. Qin is interested, I'll have them come over to keep you company tonight, all free of charge, and I guarantee your satisfaction. That's much better than having to see this old codger like me, isn't it?"

She played her final trump card, offering younger, fresher, and even rarer twins as a bargaining chip to try and distract Qin Luo. In her view, no man could resist such temptation.

Upon hearing this, Qin Luo indeed showed a hint of interest, and he chuckled.

"Twins? That's interesting."

Just as Rose felt a surge of joy, thinking there was a chance for things to turn around, Qin Luo abruptly changed the subject.

"However, as novel as it may be, I don't want to miss this rare opportunity for you, Sister Rose, to 'fulfill your promise.' As for the two sisters, we can talk about it another time."

Hope dashed once again! Rose was caught in a complete dilemma. Reputation and face were locked in a fierce internal struggle.

As casino executives, especially Anbang Group, they represent this gray-area industry.

"Accepting the consequences of a bet" is a fundamental image she must maintain, no matter how absurd the bet. Breaking her promise would be a devastating blow to her credibility. But if she were to do it in front of this man... the shame and psychological barrier would be insurmountable.

Looking at Qin Luo's unyielding and composed demeanor, she felt bitter and helpless.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her eyes flickered with a hint of provocation and barely perceptible challenge, and she asked softly.

"Mr. Qin... if you insist on this, aren't you afraid... that your wife at home will find out and cause unnecessary trouble?"

She tried to apply pressure from another angle.

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow, seemingly finding the question quite interesting.

He leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between himself and Rose, and the air between them seemed to become thick and ambiguous.

He also lowered his voice, with a hint of mockery.

"The one at home? Sister Rose, you must have misunderstood. I, Qin Luo, am currently single and carefree."

He paused, his gaze lingering intently on Rose's alluring face so close to his, and lowered his voice even further, almost whispering.

"Besides... it seems like Sister Rose is also single? Why should we worry about those things?"

Single? Rose's heart skipped a beat, then she sneered inwardly. This kind of man—handsome, rich, and a good fighter—if he's single, he probably has countless female admirers; he's definitely a womanizer. However, on the surface, she maintained a kind, even slightly shy smile and didn't reply.

Just as she was racking her brains, trying to figure out how to break the deadlock, Qin Luo suddenly moved!

His movements weren't fast, but they carried an undeniable decisiveness. His right hand, which had been casually resting on the sofa armrest, suddenly rose, traversing the short distance between them, and reached straight behind Night Rose—his target was the metal zipper pull hidden among the buttons and embroidery on the back of her cheongsam!

Rose tensed up instantly! Like a startled cat, her pupils contracted in an instant, all her laziness and pretense vanished, replaced by an almost instinctive alertness and a hint of panic.

What...what is he going to do?! Is he really going to use force here?
Her body instinctively wanted to back away, but the sofa was only so big, and Qin Luo's arms were so long, that it almost blocked her way back.

She could clearly feel Qin Luo's fingers touching the smooth satin fabric of her cheongsam on the back, and precisely finding the slight protrusion of the zipper pull.

Just as her heart was pounding like a drum, and she was about to scream or retaliate, Qin Luo's lips brushed against her earlobe. His warm breath, accompanied by his deep and magnetic voice, gently entered her ear.

"It seems Sister Rose is a little embarrassed to do it herself? It's okay... I'm the kind of person who loves... helping others."

Just as Qin Luo's fingers touched the zipper pull and were about to pull it down, the icy metallic touch transmitted through the thin cheongsam fabric to his skin—a slightly cool and trembling hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed Qin Luo's wrist tightly!
Night Rose jolted awake from the ambiguous and tense state as if electrocuted. The blush on her face had not yet faded, but her eyes had regained their usual sharpness and coldness, and even carried a hint of surprise and anger.

She gripped Qin Luo's hand tightly, preventing him from continuing, and her voice lost its previous gentleness, carrying an undeniable warning.

"Mr. Qin! Please have some self-respect! This is the casino office, not a place where you can act recklessly!"

Qin Luo stopped moving. His wrist was grabbed, but he wasn't angry. Instead, a playful smile appeared on his lips as he looked at the pretty face, which was both shy and angry, so close to his. He spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Nonsense? Sister Rose, you're exaggerating. We just made a bet in black and white... oh no, in front of everyone. I was just... collecting the 'benefits' that belong to the winner. How can you call that nonsense?"

As he spoke, his other hand, which had been casually resting on the sofa, suddenly rose and, with an irresistible force, embraced Rose's slender and sensitive waist!

"Um……"

Caught off guard, Rose trembled slightly and let out a short, soft hum.

The warmth and strength from that hand, seeping through the silk of her cheongsam, were clearly imprinted on her skin, making every hair on her body stand on end. Her cheeks instantly flushed even more deeply, the blush spreading all the way to her ears.

She felt her skin around her waist getting slightly hot, enveloped by a strange, intensely aggressive masculine aura.

"You... let go!"

Rose was both embarrassed and anxious, trying to break free from the hand that was holding her waist, but Qin Luo's arm, though seemingly casual, was as firm as an iron hoop.

"If you keep doing that, I'm going to yell!"

In desperation, Rose lowered her voice and threatened, her eyes darting nervously toward the closed door.

Qin Luo's smile deepened. Instead of letting go, he moved his face even closer, almost feeling the heat from her rapid breathing, and whispered in an almost teasing tone.

"Call? Sure. I'd love to hear what the famous Rose Sister of Xishan would sound like. It must be quite something."

"you……!"

Rose was furious. She never expected this guy to be so shameless and have such a twisted mind. He was completely impervious to reason.

She cursed him inwardly for being shameless, but she also knew that such threats would have no effect on the man in front of her.

Just as she was racking her brains trying to figure out how to get out of this predicament, Qin Luo suddenly changed the subject. The flippancy and teasing in his tone instantly disappeared, replaced by a calm yet penetrating seriousness.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Qin Luo released his arms from her waist, but the hand that was holding her wrist didn't let go, only the grip loosened slightly.

He looked directly into Rose's eyes, which still held a hint of panic and anger, and spoke slowly.

"We can put the bet aside for now. I came to see you about something else."

Rose was taken aback by his words and looked at him warily.

"what's up?"

"Fukangxiong".

Qin Luo uttered three words, his gaze sharpening.

“I know he’s hiding in the Western Hills. You’re in charge here, and casinos are places where information is most readily available, and all sorts of people gather.”

A rat like Fu Kangxiong, wanting to hide in the Xishan area without being discovered, would inevitably need to use certain channels or find a foothold in certain mixed and chaotic places. As a mid-to-high-level member of the casino, you might even have been directly involved in some arrangements… Tell me, where is he?”

That's it!

Rose's mind suddenly cleared, and all her doubts and questions were answered! No wonder this guy suddenly appeared at the Xishan Casino, no wonder he agreed to that absurd bet and followed her upstairs... It turned out that from the beginning, his goal was not gambling or her, but to track down Fu Kangxiong's whereabouts!

Having figured this out, Rose's panic and anger quickly faded, replaced by a calm that saw through everything, even with a hint of amusement.

She forcefully broke free from Qin Luo's grip on her wrist, stood up, straightened the slightly disheveled hem of her cheongsam and her sideburns, and resumed her composed demeanor as the casino manager.

She walked behind her desk, sat down in the high-backed chair, lit a slender cigarette, took a drag, and slowly exhaled the smoke. Through the rising smoke, she looked at Qin Luo, who was still sitting on the sofa, and a half-smile appeared on her lips.

"Mr. Qin, you've got some impressive skills. You went through all that trouble just to find Fu Kangxiong?"

Rose chuckled softly.

"I'm curious, where did Mr. Qin get the information that he was in Xishan?"

Qin Luo did not answer her question about the source of the information, but simply looked at her indifferently.

“You just need to tell me where he is. Xishan is so big, with entertainment areas, hot spring resorts, golf courses, horse farms, and all sorts of random picking gardens and farmhouses... If someone really wants to hide, finding him is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Having a guide will save you a lot of trouble.”

"Hehe," Rose laughed and shook her head.

"Mr. Qin, even if I knew, why would I tell you? Is Fu Kangxiong a guest of Anbang, or... a guest who has offended Mr. Qin?"

Qin Luo's eyes turned slightly cold, and his voice became low.

"It seems that Anbang Group is determined to protect this rat? Fu Kangxiong and I have some past grievances. Since he is hiding here and under the protection of Anbang, can we assume that... Anbang Group is on his side and is going to be my enemy, Qin Luo?"

He paused, his tone carrying an undisguised sharpness and threat.

"Hand over Fu Kangxiong, and I can spare Anbang from this matter. Otherwise... I wouldn't mind including Anbang as well. For a mere Fu Kangxiong, Anbang, have you thought this through?"

These words, spoken calmly, contained a shocking truth! They directly threatened war with the deeply entrenched Anbang Group, which had dominated Fujian for years! All for the sake of Fu Kangxiong?

"Pfft—" Upon hearing this, Rose was first taken aback, then seemed to have heard the funniest joke and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Realizing it was inappropriate, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, but her shoulders still trembled uncontrollably, her eyes crinkling with laughter, tears welling up in her eyes. (End of Chapter)