The wicked mother-in-law doesn't try to whitewash herself; she only abuses her awful children.

Chapter 109 Betting

The two sons that Tong Huaqiong was worried about were currently in the casino.

Gu Dashu sat close behind Feng Chuan, flattering him with a fawning expression, "Young Master Feng, you're sure to win the next round."

Feng Chuan said with a smile, "Thank you for your kind words."

This guy named Dashu is interesting. Before I met him, I always lost. But after I met Dashu, he won for three days in a row thanks to Dashu's unintentional guidance.

Gu Dashu not only didn't take credit for his work but also fawned over him, so Feng Chuan readily agreed and became friends with him.

Although Feng Chuan said he wanted to become sworn brothers with Gu Dashu, he actually looked down on Gu Dashu.

He disliked Gu Dashu for being poor and penniless, yet he went to the casino. He was too timid to borrow money to gamble, so he could only stand behind the card table and watch the game by currying favor with Gu.

It wouldn't be bad to have someone like that as a subordinate to give advice. After all, Gu Dashu has a whole repertoire of flattering words for him, and they can even help him win money.

Since Gu Dashu stood behind him for the past three days, these have been the three most triumphant days for Feng Chuan in the casino.

His second uncle and father, Manager Feng, always complained that he didn't have a proper job. Every time he paid off his gambling debts, he would scold him. This time, he was going to show his cheap father that gambling could be a proper business, and he was going to win all the money in the casino.

"open!"

Unexpectedly, Feng Chuan lost this bet, and he looked dejected.

Gu Jingzhe casually remarked from the side, "With such terrible skills, you still have the nerve to play here."

Feng Chuan was already in a bad mood after losing, and Gu Jingzhe provoked him, so he angrily said, "Who's bad!"

People are more prone to stress when they are angry.

Feng Chuan had forgotten the embarrassment of losing so badly that he was left with only his underwear. After losing a game, he was mocked by Gu Jingzhe for insisting on regaining his pride.

"You say I'm bad? Do you dare to bet with me?" Feng Chuan challenged Gu Jingzhe.

Gu Jingzhe smiled faintly and said nonchalantly, "I wouldn't dare."

Feng Chuan looked Gu Jingzhe up and down.

Seeing how young he was and how tattered his clothes were, I thought he was there to sell fruit and tea at the casino.

Feng Chuan chuckled twice and said disdainfully, "You're just a kid with no experience. If you don't dare to talk nonsense, then don't."

Gu Jingzhe replied, "It's not that I'm afraid to gamble with you, but that I'm afraid to gamble with the strategist behind you. I've seen it all along; your wins these past few days are all thanks to the big brother standing behind you."

Feng Chuan was furious when he was told that his winnings these past few days were not due to his own efforts but rather to Gu Dashu's.

Seeing that Feng Chuan was angry, Gu Dashu quickly advised, "Young man, you can't just say things like that. I only gave Brother Feng a few pointers. If it weren't for his good luck, he wouldn't have won even with my guidance."

These words were even more infuriating to Feng Chuan than Gu Jingzhe's.

Feng Chuan felt that Da Shu not only acknowledged his superior skills but also subtly implied that his ability to win money was purely due to luck.

What is Da Shu? He's just a poor lackey who fawns over him. He thinks he can act like a big shot in front of him just because he gave him a few pointers.
Who is he?

If we don't teach him a lesson, he'll think his reputation as a casino big shot is just for show.
So he coldly said to Gu Dashu, "I don't gamble with young punks. Come on, Dashu, let's make a bet."

Gu Dashu was shocked and said, "Brother Feng, I'm on your side, how can you bet with me? No way, no way!"

Feng Chuan sneered, "Didn't you say that my wins these past few days were all thanks to your advice? You've got some nerve. Why don't you sit across from me and let everyone see whose credit it really is for my winnings?"

Gu Dashu pleaded repeatedly, "Brother Feng, I misspoke. It's all your credit. Please forgive me. First, I have no capital, and second, if I win, it will damage our brotherhood."

These words are like gasoline meeting fire; they burst into flames.

Feng Chuan, his mind clouded by the raging fire, slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "Who gave you brotherhood? You're nothing but my lackey. You've been following me for a few days, had a couple of drinks with me, and now you're expected to play along? If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll get all cocky."

Gu Dashu was publicly scolded, and his face showed a hurt expression.

Gu Jingzhe added fuel to the fire, saying, "Young Master Feng, I advise you not to make things difficult for this man. Didn't you see that he's giving you a way out, but you're refusing to take it? If you really lose the bet, you'll have nowhere to cry."

In his anger, Feng Chuan disregarded everything and shoved Gu Dashu to sit down opposite him.

Gu Dashu was forced to sit down and bowed, saying, "Brother Feng, I'm sorry for offending you."

Who is it that you've only been by my side for a few days and are already acting so arrogantly? Feng Chuan wanted to curse you out.

“This brother doesn’t have any money, does he? He dares to sit down without even having any capital. It seems he’s confident he can beat Young Master Feng,” Gu Jingzhe said. Feng Chuan sneered, “I don’t want money. If you lose, I’ll take one of your fingers.”

Gu Dashu, still looking injured, said, "Brother Feng, I treated you like a brother, but you treat me like an enemy. You bet my finger, so I won't be polite either. I'll bet your right hand and some silver."

After the betting agreement was signed, the game began.

Everyone in the casino knew that Feng Chuan was about to go big and was betting on the other side's fingers, so they all crowded behind Gu Dashu and Feng Chuan to watch the fun.

Of course, the idea for this bet was provided by Tong Huaqiong, Gu Jingzhe was in charge of planning, and Gu Dashu was in charge of execution.

The purpose was to capture Feng Chuan and use him to blackmail Manager Feng.

This gambling plan was kept secret from Gu Dashu.

Tong Huaqiong and Gu Jingzhe only allowed Gu Dashu to infiltrate Feng Chuan's social circle and give him tips on how to win money; they hadn't mentioned having him compete against Feng Chuan before today.

When Gu Jingzhe revealed the whole plan, Gu Dashu was so frightened that he waved his hands. He felt that his mother's move was a sting operation to see if he had picked up the bad habit of gambling.

In all honesty, his past gambles for fun have long since cost him Java Island.

If it weren't for keeping an eye on Feng Chuan, he definitely wouldn't have stepped into the casino.

These past few days, even as he was giving Feng Chuan pointers, he felt uneasy, as if his fingers were throbbing slightly.

Gu Jingzhe spent a long time preparing him mentally before Gu Dashu finally gritted his teeth and agreed to go down and compete against Feng Chuan.

Gu Dashu won the first game.

Feng Chuan was unwilling to accept this.

Isn't that obvious?

Feng Chuan has been a lousy gambler for years, with terrible skills and bad luck. Manager Feng has covered countless losses for him. But ironically, people like him are the easiest to be treated as VIPs by casinos, because his uncle contributes money to his gambling.

Let's continue.

In the second round, Gu Dashu still won.

After winning two games in a row, Gu Dashu kindly said to Feng Chuan, "Brother Feng, let's stop here. I can't bear to keep winning."

These words were very grating to Feng Chuan's ears.

You still can't bear to win? You, who came from a poor and destitute family, have the right to say that?
Feng Chuan slammed his hand on the table: "Who said you're brothers with me? Let's continue."

Gu Dashu won the third game.

Gu Dashu won the fourth game.

Of course, after each victory, Gu Dashu would advise Feng Chuan to stop, saying it was out of consideration for their brotherhood.

Feng Chuan was furious.

He was a gambler by nature, and he absolutely could not afford to lose to Gu Dashu, who was always by his side.

Feng Chuan lost all the 100 taels of silver he had on him, the jade thumb ring on his finger, and his clothes. In the end, he almost had to take off his underwear.

It really was just underwear in the literal sense. If Gu Dashu hadn't thought that his underwear was useless and would only give off a foul smell, Feng Chuan would have been sitting naked across from him and continuing to place his bets.

However, Feng Chuan sitting on the chair wearing only his underwear was almost as bad as not wearing anything at all, which was quite an eyesore.

"Feng Chuan, I advise you to stop again." Gu Dashu no longer bowed and scraped to Feng Chuan or called him Brother Feng, but instead addressed him by his first name in a condescending manner.

This move once again excited Feng Chuan.

"Keep betting!" Feng Chuan roared, borrowing two hundred taels of silver from the casino owner and betting increasingly larger stakes.

The casino owner didn't stop them; he was overjoyed.

These two hundred taels of silver weren't borrowed for nothing; they accrued interest, and he could collect interest just by sitting there.

Besides, Feng Chuan is his VIP, so he can't refuse to lend him the money.

He wasn't afraid that Feng Chuan would run away. The owner of the Su Shi Yuan shop, Feng, was his uncle. If he ran away, someone would naturally help him pay back the money.

(End of this chapter)