I was forced to start the second round because I was raised in poverty

Chapter 336 I've been set up!
Everyone couldn't help but become curious.

Since Su Cheng has this ability, why doesn't he use it himself?

Whenever he plays for someone else, he demonstrates an exceptional ability to read cards and engage in psychological warfare, and he also possesses a deep understanding of psychology and human nature.

But when it's your turn, it's folding, folding, and folding again.

This is weird.

Is there no psychological pressure playing for someone else? Is it okay to lose?
Or is it that Su Cheng was just unlucky and didn't get a strong hand or the hand she wanted to play for an hour or two?

No one knows the answer.

However, Ma Ru and Ma Shuning seemed to have already guessed Su Cheng's thoughts and actions.

there is only one truth.

This man knew that once he got involved with this kind of thing, it would be extremely easy to become addicted to gambling, and then he would be unable to stop.

Sooner or later, he'll lose all his wealth in a meeting.

Su Cheng neither wins nor loses money.

This will minimize the feeling of winning or losing.

Winning money is not easy; it requires mental, physical, and mental effort.

Every extreme card calculation, every deep-seated psychological battle, was fueling his mental energy to the extreme.

However, if Su Cheng adopts this style of play, always keeping himself in a state of neither winning nor losing, it will consume more energy than giving his all in every game.

The room was filled with awe and fear.

But for Ma Ru and Ma Shuning, the noisy background noise was precisely the best cover for the brother and sister's conspiracy.

The best way for the two to deplete Su Cheng's energy and lower her alertness to the minimum is to keep her in this "neither winning nor losing" state.

The brother and sister exchanged information subtly with their sharp eyes, reaching a consensus in less than a second.

Occasionally, you can ask Su Cheng for advice on a hand of cards, which will make Su Cheng even more energetic.

Su Cheng will soon become exhausted, and her mental defenses will become even weaker.

This is like an overclocked processor; sooner or later it will get hot and become fragile.

The game reached a fever pitch in the next hour.

Although everyone appeared relaxed on the surface, they actually played very seriously and nervously from then on, losing the casual atmosphere they usually had when playing cards.

Su Cheng gave them a misunderstanding.

Everyone was there to have fun, but Su Cheng was the only one who wanted to win all the chips from everyone at the table.

Yin Jiazhi was the first to feel the heat and loosened his tie: "Is the air conditioning off?"

Ma Shuning reminded, "It's been running the whole time!"

"How about we turn the temperature down a bit? It's a little hot." Yin Jiazhi took off his suit jacket as well.

Ma Ru also felt the stuffiness and took a few small sips of the wine with ice cubes.

The air conditioner in the room was clearly on, but everyone felt a kind of heat from the inside out.

This is not actually a physical high temperature, but a scorching atmosphere "baked" by extreme mental tension and high emotions.

Everyone is relying on chilled drinks to cool down.

Ma Shuning asked Su Cheng if she wanted something chilled to drink.

"Let's have orange juice instead."

"Orange juice might not taste as good chilled, how about Red Bull?"

"also."

Red Bull is definitely better than orange juice for Su Cheng, as it helps relieve his fatigue and refresh him.

Ma Shuning quickly had several cans of Red Bull brought over.

To make it easy for Su Cheng to grab the drink, Ma Shuning specially had an ice bucket prepared to keep the imported Red Bull from Thailand chilled and warm inside.

The card game continued until three or four in the morning.

He felt a slight dizziness and thought his brain had reached its limit; if he continued playing, it would trigger a "circuit breaker" effect.

Su Cheng doesn't know how to reverse the spell and can't repair her brain.

Fortunately, Ma Ru noticed Su Cheng's fatigue, and everyone was exhausted, so she took the initiative to suggest breaking up the group.

When the final tally was tallied, Su Cheng had only a few more chips than his initial bet, meaning he had maintained a near-zero win-loss record throughout the entire game.

The biggest winners were Ma Shuning, Yin Jiazhi, and Ma Ru. The only loser was Xu Ning, whose chips were below the average, so he had to pay the others eight or nine million, and also pay an extra 100 million to Su Cheng as a card-checking fee.

Xu Ning's father is still alive, so this money is actually a huge loss for him.

After the show.

Ma Shuning leaned close to Su Cheng: "Su Cheng, how are you going to get back?"

"drive."

"You look so tired, are you sure you can manage? How about I send a car to take you?"

"It's okay, no need." Su Cheng felt she could still make it home.

He still has to return Jiang Shuyue's car tomorrow.

"Alright then, be careful on your way, I won't see you off."

"it is good."

Su Cheng's mind went blank as he drove his Lexus away from the six-star hotel.

In fact, Su Cheng didn't even know how many traffic lights she crossed or how she got home. She fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

……

pain!
Su Cheng's consciousness struggled to surface from a thick darkness, a sharp pain shooting through her temples.

Su Cheng slowly opened her eyes and found that it was still dark outside.

I slept until evening again?
But that's not the most important thing.

The key issue was that the room environment was completely unfamiliar to him.

Su Cheng's heart sank suddenly.

?

Where is this?
This doesn't seem to be his room!
Su Cheng sat up abruptly, the feeling of exhaustion and confusion dispelled by a sudden surge of adrenaline, but she was pinned to the spot by the presence beside her.

Ma Shuning?!

She was lying on her side with her back to Su Cheng, and the curves of her body created a breathtaking scene.

Her long hair was spread out on the pillow, with a few strands playfully sticking to her cheeks and the hollows of her neck.

With even and long breaths, her graceful back and hips undulate slowly and rhythmically, like a wave rippling on a calm sea.

Starting from the slender neck, the elegant spine line gently descends, disappearing into the soft dimples of the lower back.

The light flowed across Ma Shuning's smooth skin, making every inch of her skin texture clearly visible.

The black, deep-cut backless dress from last night was now carelessly discarded on the carpet not far away, with one high heel lying forlornly by the bedside, and the other shoe pointing towards the ceiling.

A complex and ambiguous scent filled the air.

The lingering alcohol and perfume from last night.

But more than anything, it's the musky scent and unique hormonal aroma created by the intertwining of their bodies.

The scent penetrated directly into Su Cheng's brain, bypassing all rational thought, and began to play out sensory fragments that I had no memory of, yet which were incredibly real.

Su Cheng tried hard to recall the memories of last night, but all she could see were fragmented pieces of film, with only a few blurry fragments of light and shadow.

All of this has become a huge burden and a potential danger.

"Grass!"

We've made a huge mistake!

Everything in the room now serves as evidence of Su Cheng's crimes!

He was gripped by a tremendous sense of fear.

Cold sweat seeped from Su Cheng's forehead, back, and palms, instantly soaking her still not fully awake skin.

Su Cheng instinctively wanted to escape the disaster scene, but her muscles wouldn't obey her commands.

My legs felt as heavy as lead, as if they were nailed to the bed.

He could even feel his legs trembling slightly and uncontrollably.

Su Cheng dared not make a sound, for fear that even the slightest noise would wake Ma Shuning.

His gaze swept across the room, and he wanted to find his clothes first; those few pieces of fabric could give him a pitiful sense of security.

At this moment, Su Cheng had only one thought in his mind: he had been set up!
(End of this chapter)