Deadly Game: Almighty Boss’s Guide to Making Money

Chapter 1020. The Infinite Time-Space Hotel (60)

—This Damin is too good at this!
—He's still so gentle even after the breakup; no wonder Ping'er is so heartbroken.

—That's what a jerk is like. The kind of guy who treats his ex-lover badly after a breakup should be considered a good guy.

—Damin has broken up with her, but he's clearly still keeping Ping'er hanging on.

—Yes, that's probably what he was thinking.

—People's comments on scumbags are quite accurate!

—That's a comment about someone else's experience with a jerk. If I encountered one myself, who knows what would happen?

Meng is a prime example.

After Ping'er finished vomiting, she felt much better.

“Let’s go back, I want to eat something,” Ping’er said.

Ping'er's indomitable spirit is truly heartbreaking.

—I finally understand where that wildness in her came from.

Such extreme joy and sorrow, such dramatic ups and downs, are not something that ordinary people can handle.

Ping'er and Meng Ye seem to be two extremes.

Yes, Ping'er expresses all her emotions outwardly, while Meng Ye keeps all his emotions hidden.

—Did she accept it? I don't think she showed any emotion.

Ping'er started eating, and the three of them watched her eat.

Zhao Cheng opened another bottle of wine and handed it to Damin.

Damin took it, and the two of them started drinking again.

As he drank, Damin spoke, but this time his voice was no longer gentle; it was ruthless.

“I remember saying before we started drinking that if you got drunk tonight, we wouldn’t recognize each other anymore. You tell me, did you get drunk tonight?”

——I’m so…

—Holy shit!
—I've never seen anyone so good at manipulating people's hearts.

—This Damin, he's not even handsome, what makes him think that Ping'er will never forget him!
—Yeah, didn't Ping'er have an ex-boyfriend too?
—She was also married.

—Hey, hey, hey, get the timeline right. Ping'er's wedding is a later event.

—Ah, right. Damin even went to Ping'er's wedding.

After Da Min finished speaking, he stared at Ping'er with a playful smile on his face.

Ping'er was silent for a moment, then uttered two words: "It doesn't count!"

"Alright, if you say it doesn't count, then it doesn't count." Da Min said, pouring Ping'er a glass of wine and clinking his glass against hers. "From now on, I'm your Brother Min."

Meng looked at Damin, his expression serene and his gaze calm.

Damin noticed Meng Ye's gaze, turned his head, and looked at Meng Ye.

Meng smiled slightly.

“Damin, we’ve cried wolf too many times. When the wolf actually comes, nobody will believe us anymore.”

“Okay, sis.” Damin smiled slightly. “I’ll remember that.”

—It feels like a battle between masters.

—Yeah, but I'm not happy, and I feel a bit frustrated.

—Because everyone is sympathizing with the weak, Ping'er is still feeling sad on the sidelines!
Suddenly I realized that for 50-year-old 105 to deal with her boss is child's play.

—If 105 used a little strength, that man would be no match for 105 at all.

—What are you talking about? Isn't it always Sister 105 who's sad?
—Are you sure 105 is upset because of that man?

—Could it be that you've thought of Damin?
"No one can win against the dead," these were the words of Meng Ye himself.

—I think that 105's sadness is partly due to that man.

--Yes.

—Yes, she herself said that the man was her retribution.

Ping'er's house is on the same road as Meng Ye's house, but to the south of Meng Ye's house.

The three men escorted Ping'er home, and Damin and Zhao Cheng then escorted Meng Ye home. They chatted as they walked.

Zhao Cheng asked Damin if he had a new target.

"Yeah, I met a girl at a karaoke bar, she was really nice, we just slept together," Damin said with a smile. "We just broke up too."

"Is she a virgin?" Zhao Cheng asked.

“Yes.” Damin smiled.

"That's really impressive," Zhao Cheng said sincerely.

Damin smiled but didn't say anything.

Meng Ye, standing to the side, listened to the conversation between the two without saying a word.

"Sister, are you thinking that Damin is a really bad person?" Damin asked Meng Ye.

Meng glanced at Damin and spoke with a smile.

“They are willing.”

—Meng Ye, are you a girl?
—I understand Meng Ye less and less.

—What Damin and Zhao Cheng just meant was that Damin had a one-night stand with a virgin and then dumped her, right?

—That seems to be the meaning.

—Meng Ye showed absolutely no sympathy for the girl, and could even utter such a cold remark with a smile.

—But Meng is right too! No matter how many girls Da Min has slept with, isn't the premise always that they were willing?

—Damin didn't force them, right!

“Yes, you’re right.” Damin smiled as well. “If they’re not willing to do this, there’s nothing I can do.”

"Yes, I heard a man say that before," Meng said calmly. "I even argued with him about it, saying that if that's the case, then aren't all rapists and convicts innocent?"

—See, she really does have a past.

—Don't be so sensitive. She just heard someone say something she didn't like and argued with them about it.

—Yes, don't forget, Zhang Cheng was her first boyfriend.

Even if she has a past, it's not related to love.

—Although Zhao Cheng was her first boyfriend, it seemed that their relationship had little to do with love.

—Could it be that before this, all four of you were dating together?

—It's not impossible.

— Damn game, can you give me a replay of what happened before the Last Supper?

"Now, your thoughts have changed?" Zhao Cheng asked.

"Nothing has changed. But the girls who are with Damin are definitely there because they want to be with him," Meng said with a smile.

Damin smiled too, and the three of them remained silent as they continued walking north.

When they arrived at Mengye's alley, Damin stopped.

"Zhao Cheng, you take your sister home yourself. I'll wait for you here."

“No need to see me off,” Meng said with a smile. “It’s just that there’s no farewell kiss, it’s all the same.”

"Cough cough cough cough!" Zhao Cheng immediately started coughing.

—I'm truly impressed.

—I'm impressed.

—Meng Ye, there are some things we don't actually need to say.

—I think I've figured it out. She deliberately says what she can't say, while keeping what she really wants to say to herself.

—You know what, it's true.

After Meng Ye said that, Zhao Cheng felt embarrassed to continue seeing Meng Ye off. He could only stand at the gate like Damin, watching Meng Ye's figure gradually disappear into the distance.

Lin Xi and the others watched Meng Ye go home, then returned to the roadside and saw Da Min and Zhao Cheng already walking back. Just as they were about to go back to their tent, the scene suddenly changed again.

"Why are you here?" Meng asked Xiao Guo, who was doing her homework at her desk.

"I'm afraid I'll be late tomorrow." Xiao Guo smiled. "Tomorrow morning, I want to watch the sunrise with you."