My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 841: The Bet

Ye Fan and Mengyao exchanged an amused glance, feeling rather helpless about Ling Xue’s unexpected provocation.

Ling Xue wasn’t standing up for the so-called scum Guan Feitian; it was purely for the prestige of the gambling god lineage, a conveniently fitting excuse.

"Literary duel? How does that work?" Ye Fan asked blandly.

"Naturally, it’s decided by gambling skills," Ling Xue said as a matter of course.

"Using your strength against others’ weaknesses and still sounding so dignified, do you have any shame?" Ye Fan said softly.

Ling Xue was immediately embarrassed, showing an embarrassed look, but quickly found a justification, saying confidently, "If I’m not using my strength to challenge you, should I, a weak woman, compete with you in physical combat? You think I’m stupid? When you offended Guan Feitian, you should’ve known that insulting one person from the gambling god lineage means confronting the whole lineage. Naturally, I have to issue a challenge using the gambling skills inherited from my master to defend our dignity."

"Alright, I agree," Ye Fan pondered seriously for a moment and agreed. It wasn’t that he was eager to compete with Ling Xue, but it was time for the Chu Group to make its presence felt in front of everyone.

"Refreshing." Ling Xue’s eyes flashed with amusement, fearing that Ye Fan might renege, she emphasized, "Remember, our bet is in effect. If you back out or chicken out, that means you’re not a man."

"Put away your little tricks; you set the time and place," Mengyao said impatiently.

Ling Xue was confident that no matter what the gamble was, she wouldn’t lose. To ensure the opponent kept their word, she naturally resorted to provoking words, though it was unpleasant. She glanced at Mengyao, who looked displeased, thinking to herself, "What a protective woman, I’ve heard the two are engaged. No wonder they wear the same pants; even badmouthing Ye Fan a bit is not allowed." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Two hours later, let’s meet in the hotel’s entertainment area," Ling Xue collected her mood and shouted, "If you lose, apologize to me in front of everyone, sincerely stating that you were wrong to offend the gambling god lineage, and should steer clear of us in the future."

"Alright," Ye Fan said indifferently, "but what if you lose?"

"Me lose? I’ll lose?" Ling Xue pointed at herself, staring at Ye Fan and Mengyao like they were fools, fuming. Thinking she could lose was the biggest insult to her. She declared confidently, "I’m my master’s most proud disciple. Even if I started late, my gambling skills are not on the same level as Guan Feitian’s. You’re bound to lose. Everyone knows, except for my master, my gambling skills are invincible. I forgot to tell you, I also have the title of Little Gambling God. If you’re scared now, it’s too late. A promise is as solid as a nail and cannot be changed."

Ling Xue suddenly realized Ye Fan, Mengyao, and the others were staring at her like she was a fool, which made her uncomfortable. She quickly understood the stakes and raised her voice, "Alright, since you cling to unrealistic hopes of my loss, state your terms. I’ve stated my demands; if I lose, what do you want? Speak up!"

Qiu Wen hurriedly interjected, "Our request is simple, if you lose, you take off your clothes and run a lap around everyone."

Qiu Wen simply wanted to mess with Ling Xue. Ye Fan and Mengyao did not interrupt, thinking it wouldn’t hurt for this tough woman to learn a lesson.

"..." Ling Xue’s ears turned red, she muttered after a brief silence, "Such a lewd request?"

"Compared to your demands, ours is much simpler," Qiu Wen replied solemnly and then challenged, "Are you afraid of losing? Are you afraid to accept the challenge?"

"Afraid to lose? Could I possibly lose?" Ling Xue acted as if she heard the greatest joke, smirking coldly, "Fine, I accept your terms, we’ll settle it then."

The bet was set, and both parties’ requests were agreed upon. Ling Xue, having achieved her goal, stated with the demeanor of a victor, "I might have spoken offensively earlier; please forgive me. It was all to induce you to accept my challenge. Now that the challenge is on, I trust no one will back out."

"I didn’t expect you to know a bit of etiquette," Mengyao said meaningfully.

"Didn’t I just call Ye Fan a brute? No need for you to sneer for defending him. As the famous leader across Huaxia, are you angry at a weak woman over a man? Do you even have any shame?" Ling Xue apologized while tactically retreating to find sufficient grounds for counterattack.

"Hope your gambling skills match your mouth," Mengyao said generously.

"I won’t let you down, just remember the bet," Ling Xue replied confidently, glaring boldly at Mengyao, "We’re all children of the martial world; holding grudges over a few harsh words, you sure are petty."

"I don’t argue with shrews; it makes me seem petty," Mengyao said helplessly. She suddenly realized calling Ling Xue a shrew as Qiu Wen did made sense; Ling Xue had quite a sharp tongue.

"Petty, I won’t argue with you." Ling Xue withdrew her gaze from Ye Fan and Mengyao, then looked at Qiu Wen and said, "Considering Ye Fan’s guts to accept the challenge, I won’t hold you accountable for pushing me, nor will I sue you."

"Having a sharp tongue is useless for a lady, remember your bet involves running in your birthday suit," Qiu Wen reminded without responding to Ling Xue’s words.

"Hmph, overestimating oneself," Ling Xue snorted and then turned to leave.

After Ling Xue walked out, she slammed the door forcefully, running into Song Meimei, who was coming to invite Ye Fan and the others for breakfast.

"Little Gambling God, what’s the matter? Your face is longer than a donkey’s," Song Meimei curiously asked.

"Xiaomei," Ling Xue adjusted her mood, then smiled and said, "It’s nothing, just ran into a few people that give me a headache."

From the way Song Meimei and Ling Xue addressed each other and their tone, it was clear that they were very close friends.

"Oh." Song Meimei became interested and asked, "Are you referring to extraordinary men or women?"

"Why do you ask? Sigh, never mind, let’s not talk about it. Come have breakfast with me, I’m exhausted and starving," Ling Xue had no interest in talking about the Chu Group members.

"Wait, I’ll go call Ye Fan, then we’ll all have breakfast together," Song Meimei said happily.

"Birds of a feather flock together, why are you having breakfast with them? Are you out of your mind?" Ling Xue immediately widened her eyes.