The poor little one on the road of escape, she is so fierce

Chapter 38 Big Difference

Young Master Wu gritted his teeth and thought, it was just one month's salary. If it was gone, he could just go ask his mother for more. Even though she would nag him a few times, it was better than being humiliated here.

There were three hundred and thirty taels of silver in the purse, and Wang Qingyou put it all on the money.

"What are the odds?" Wang Qingyou asked.

"3:1." The man answered. There was no need to think about it. If he won, he would definitely pay three times as much. If he got the money, he would not only be able to pay off his debts, but also have a lot left over.

Wang Qingyou is ready to go, waiting for his chance to shine.

When everyone saw Wang Qingyou put on her competition clothes, they exclaimed, "Even if Master Wu didn't want to win, there was no need to send a girl to the stage. Wouldn't it be better for him to just admit defeat?"

Wang Qingyou blinked her left eye at Young Master Wu and mouthed, "Believe me."

The other team members of Wang Qingyou all knew how powerful Wang Qingyou was, and they dared not underestimate her.

"Just play normally, don't worry about me." Wang Qingyou ordered them.

The game started quickly, and everyone's eyes were on two people, one was the ball slave who had never lost, and the other was Wang Qingyou, the only woman on the court.

After serving, the ball slave seized the opportunity and snatched the ball away directly.

Young Master Wu was wearing yellow clothes, and Young Master Jiang was wearing blue clothes. The two teams were distinguished by their colors.

The ball slave quickly scored a goal with unstoppable momentum.

There was a lot of cheering in the stadium.

"What was that little girl doing there? She just stayed right beside us and ran along like a log. She couldn't even touch the ball. I don't know what Master Wu was thinking. He let someone like that play. Maybe he thought his loss wasn't embarrassing enough. Fortunately, I bet on Master Jiang to win."

Another voice said with some regret, "I even spent two taels of silver to bet on Young Master Wu to win. I really regret it."

"What are you thinking? A ball slave dares to bet on Master Wu to win?"

"Isn't it that Master Wu's odds are higher? What if he wins?"

"Hahahaha, now you just wait to lose."

Young Master Wu was also very anxious watching from the sidelines. Just before she went on the court, Wang Qingyou had promised him that she would win, but what was she doing after she went on the court?
She had been hiding in the outer circle, fearing that others would step on her. At first, some people on Young Master Jiang's side were on guard against her, fearing that she might do something unexpected, but after seeing her appearance, they completely gave up on her and started to guard others, resulting in a situation of twelve against eleven.

Fortunately, the goalkeeper was quite capable and blocked many balls, but the score was still six to one.

"Little girl, please get down quickly. This place is not suitable for you. With your short body, you must not be squeezed down by others."

The many laughs and doubts from outside the venue did not shake Wang Qingyou at all.

She was still outside the encirclement, looking relaxed as if she was shopping.

Young Master Jiang walked up to Young Master Wu and said, "Thank you, Brother Wu. I'm going to win this round, and Miss Su will probably follow me." Unlike the Wu family, although Young Master Jiang is also the youngest son, his father favors his concubine and ignores his wife. His life at home is not easy. In order to get more benefits, he learned to use any means necessary since he was a child.

Originally, he just went there to have a drink, but he saw Young Master Wu pestering Su Mengsha and being rejected. Maybe he was drunk at the time, and he actually went to help Su Mengsha. If a woman who rejected Young Master Wu could follow him, wouldn't it prove that he was more powerful than him? So the two of them decided on this Cuju game during the competition.

Young Master Wu hated it to death in his heart, but his face showed no concern, "It's just a small agreement, and you are the only one who takes it so seriously."

If he could go back ten days ago, he would definitely stop himself from making a bet with that bastard. Now he didn't dare to bother Su Mengsha anymore, but he was still being ridiculed because of the previous bet. Even if he won, he couldn't bother her. After all, there was someone watching him every day. If Su Mengsha complained, he would be in trouble.

Young Master Jiang's expression was ugly for a moment, but soon returned to normal, "Brother Wu really doesn't care about winning or losing."

"You don't take winning or losing so seriously. It must have cost a lot of money to hire a ball slave, right?" Although he felt sick to his stomach, Master Wu was not forgiving.

The first half ended quickly and the score was twelve to one.

This huge score difference makes Master Wu even less favored.

In fact, Wang Qingyou's teammates also blamed Wang Qingyou. They were already good at ball control, and then they asked 11 people to fight against 12 people. How could they win?

Even though they knew how powerful Wang Qingyou was, they still angrily said to Master Wu after they came down, "Young Master, you should replace A Kun. Miss Wang doesn't know how to play Cuju at all. Even if she is on the court, she will only be a drag."

Wang Qingyou apologized, "I really don't know how to play Cuju, but I've seen enough. You can watch my performance later."

Even though she said that, her teammates no longer trusted her.

No matter how skilled she is, she is still a little girl. This kind of competition is not suitable for women at all.

Young Master Wu looked at Wang Qingyou. In fact, he was a little unhappy. After all, Wang Qingyou was like an outsider in the first half and did not play the game with all his heart.

But this is the person I found. Even if she is not capable, she is here to help me.

Young Master Wu sighed and said, "If you don't like playing football, then I'll just replace you." At least the score in the second half wouldn't be so big that others would laugh at him.

Wang Qingyou looked at him seriously and said, "Believe me, I'm still waiting to win money."

Young Master Wu was speechless, so he nodded and let Wang Qingyou continue.

Bai Qiujin was wearing a pure white dress with large pieces of bamboo embroidered on it with white silk thread.

"Are you really not afraid of being laughed at by others? You knew you couldn't win, so you sent a little girl to save your face. I didn't expect that after not seeing you for a while, you actually learned to use your pig brain." He opened his mouth and said things that Young Master Wu didn't like to hear.

If you were to ask who Wu Lifu hated the most, it would definitely be Bai Qiujin. The two had similar family backgrounds, but their reputations were worlds apart. Bai Qiujin had always been a child of other people's families since he was young. Whether in academics or other areas, he had performed very well. His father often compared him with himself.

How could Young Master Wu possibly like a person like this? He hated him to death. Later, they went to the same academy.

Bai Qiujin naturally looked down on Young Master Wu, thinking that he was just a second-generation rich man who was just living a life of idleness and waiting to die.

(End of this chapter)