A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Chapter 926: Chapter 924: In a Good Mood, The Big Shot’s Words Are All Gentle

Hearing Qian Meng’s words, Wen Xin simply raised her eyebrows without speaking.

A group of people chatted briefly before setting up the mahjong table, and the entertainment room became bustling.

Mu Chengxi had some matters to attend to, so he went to the study with Ling Yichen. Before leaving, he did not forget to greet Wen Xin. In front of everyone, he gently kissed her cheek.

After Mu Chengxi left, Yuan Junye approached Wen Xin. She glanced at him indifferently and did not say much, just walked toward the direction of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Wen Xin and Yuan Junye stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Wen Xin, holding her cellphone, leaned casually against the window frame while playing a game.

“Those people who want to take you back have been waiting in Beijing, urging me every day to take you to meet them. Boss, when are you free to grace them with your presence? They’ve been in Beijing for so long, and the backlog in M State is piling up like a mountain,”

Yuan Junye watched Wen Xin, and very rarely, he joked with her.

Wen Xin looked up at him, laughed lightly in a good mood, and spoke in an unhurried tone, “If they like waiting, let them wait. They know the score; they’ll handle the M State affairs well.”

Hearing that Wen Xin did not sound averse, Yuan Junye felt that they did have a chance to meet Wen Xin. He smiled softly, “Set a date for me, so I can report back to them.”

Despite Yuan Junye’s relentless pursuit, Wen Xin did not find it objectionable. Instead, after thinking for two seconds, she slowly said, “The day after tomorrow.”

Receiving Wen Xin’s affirmative reply, Yuan Junye nodded contentedly, very happy, he responded, “Okay, I’ll tell them when I get back, they will definitely be very happy.”

“Miss Wen, do you and Yuan Junye want to come and play?” Qian Meng, who was playing mahjong, saw Wen Xin talking to Yuan Junye and didn’t know what they were discussing, so he called out to her.

Hearing Qian Meng inviting her to play mahjong, Wen Xin had no interest and refused without even thinking, “You guys play, I’m not really interested.”

The clever ones understood the meaning of Wen Xin’s words: she knows how to play, she just didn’t want to.

Some people hadn’t had much interaction with Wen Xin, let alone sat down to play cards with her. They were a bit excited, so they began to incite Qian Meng to invite Wen Xin over.

“Qian Meng, why don’t you invite Miss Wen over? I’ve heard that you two are on good terms. She probably won’t refuse you, right?”

Qian Meng had also never played cards with Wen Xin, and the thought was somewhat tempting.

Just as one round had just ended and they hadn’t yet started to shuffle the cards,

With this thought, Qian Meng pressed his hand down to signal them to wait a moment, then stood up and walked over to Wen Xin, starting to coax her in an ingratiating tone.

“Miss Wen, since you’re free as well, come and play for a bit. I guess Master Xi will be busy until lunchtime.”

With Qian Meng speaking up, the others also started to encourage her, “Miss Wen, why don’t you come and play a few rounds?”

Seeing Wen Xin standing still, everyone thought she didn’t dare to join their table of big men.

So at that moment, someone continued to encourage Wen Xin, “We’re all friends here, it’s a friendly game. Miss Wen, don’t be scared.”

Seeing that everyone was looking forward to it, Wen Xin’s lips curved into a slight, knowing smile, and she had no intention of backing down as she responded to them, “You play.”

Qian Meng wasn’t able to persuade Wen Xin, wearing a disappointed expression, he stood still and thought for a moment before speaking persistently again, “How about this, if you lose, you don’t have to pay, if you win, we will pay, anyhow it’s not much, let’s just play together?”

Hearing Qian Meng’s persistent words, Wen Xin turned her head to look at him, her eyebrows slightly raised, “A hundred thousand per game?”

Qian Meng hadn’t expected Wen Xin to show interest upon hearing about money, and he quickly nodded, “Yes, a hundred thousand per game.”

Seeing the eager expressions of the crowd, Wen Xin stopped refusing, the current game just ended, she put away her phone, turned around, and walked towards the mahjong table with her hands in her pockets.

Qian Meng watched her, following behind, and couldn’t help but feel from the bottom of his heart that money indeed was mighty, never had he expected to see Wen Xin bow to the temptation of money.

A bunch of people were quite eager to play with Wen Xin, seeing her coming over, their gaze slightly excited, someone willingly vacated their spot, “Miss Wen, take this seat.

Wen Xin sat down in Tan Wei’s spot, her expression plain as she looked at them, quite uninhibitedly she began, “If I lose I will also pay.”

Not expecting Wen Xin to be so straightforward, Qian Meng suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, reflecting if he had been a bit excessive forcing Wen Xin to play, which seemed a bit inappropriate; scratching his head, he smiled, “How embarrassingly gracious of us, how can we take a lady’s money.”

Wen Xin, seeing Qian Meng’s expression, had probably guessed Qian Meng’s thoughts, she crisply stated, “No need for special treatment, if you can play, then you can afford to lose.”

Hearing Wen Xin’s crisp statement, the three others sitting at the table all gave a thumbs up saying, “Miss Wen is really straightforward.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Then they started shuffling the cards; the colliding sounds of the crystals were particularly clear.

An embarrassed Qian Meng hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look at Wen Xin, “Umm… Miss Wen, how good are you at mahjong?”

Qian Meng now wanted to gauge Wen Xin’s true skill level, if it wasn’t so good, they would let her win, as they couldn’t truly take money from their little princess.

Hearing Qian Meng’s anxious tone, Wen Xin’s face didn’t show much emotion, she just methodically arranged her cards, and simply uttered, “Not bad.”

Having received Wen Xin’s response, Qian Meng felt uneasy, but ended up giving a look to the other two people at the table, signaling them not to be too hard on her.

The other two exchanged glances, indicating they understood.

Wen Xin, sitting at the mahjong table, drew everyone around her, curious about Wen Xin’s mahjong skills, the recent display in chess had truly astonished everyone.

It was Wen Xin’s turn to act as the dealer, she juggled the dice in her palm for a couple of shakes then tossed them, twelve points.

Wen Xin arranged her tiles, her fingers gripping the sides, she slid them smoothly, aligning them at the edge of the table, and flicked them open with a forward push.

All ten fingers were almost used simultaneously, the tiles changing positions, organized within a second, her brisk and neat movements drew the attention of all the spectators.

The group felt she seemed quite professional, thinking Wen Xin must be pretty good.

Then, when Wen Xin lost consecutively, giving each of the three at the table a hundred thousand, Gu Yanzhe felt they had been too harsh, speaking out, “Hey, we just said we wouldn’t take a lady’s money, now look at the hundred thousand chips in our hands! We feel uneasy in our conscience!”

Looking at the scene before him, Qian Meng felt it was his fault, if he hadn’t insisted on Wen Xin playing, it wouldn’t have ended this way, and felt he had been quite unreasonable.