I Can’t Be This Protagonist

The room was extremely quiet, and only Qi Feiyun handled the wounds for the two of them.

Ji Wensong first looked at the dark night outside the window, and after a moment of silence, he walked to the corner.

Ji Yao and Qin Yubai both stared at each other, Yu Guang noticed Ji Wensong's movement, and turned his eyes at the same time.

The back of the chair behind him was held down by slender arms, and a tall shadow was cast over his head. Yan Shuang shrank back and slowly raised his face.

There was no expression on Ji Wensong's face.

He is usually very gentle, although that kind of gentleness also has a strong sense of oppression, but the expressionless appearance like this is not only described as horror, ordinary people just glanced at it like this, Your legs will feel weak.

And Yan Shuang, who was staring at him, still looked blank and innocent.

"The two of them can't win or lose," Ji Wensong said lightly, "Tell me, who do you choose."

In an instant, several lines of sight in the house focused on Yan Shuang alone.

The too hot eyes are simply dazzling.

There is also a secretly prying gaze, looming, but it is full of presence.

Yan Shuang was under the pressure of several lines of sight from the front and back, as if sitting in the center of a storm, and even the chair he was sitting on seemed to be shaky.

Everyone is waiting for his answer.

Yan Shuang turned his face slowly and looked at the two people who were sitting face to face, both scarred by him.

The expressions on the faces of the two men were almost identical.

Nervousness, worry, anxiety and... fear.

They are fearing that the chosen person is not them.

Maybe they didn't even realize that they had placed themselves on both ends of the scale for Yan Shuang to weigh them, and jumped up on their own initiative.

Like a commodity that is up for sale.

Yan Shuang's eyes wandered back and forth between the two, and as his eyes fell on the faces of different people, the expressions of the two of them also changed constantly with his eyes.

However, Yan Shuang's eyes were always swaying, tears were quietly pouring out of his eyes, and it seemed that he was about to collapse because he didn't know who to choose.

In the end, he bowed his head in evasion amid the eager gazes of the two of them.

Ji Wensong smiled when he saw this, he turned his face, looked at the two, and sneered: "Your little baby is very greedy."

"no--"

The fierce denial sounded immediately.

"not like this……"

Tears filled his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. Yan Shuang raised his face and argued excitedly. His arguments had no content and could only repeat the denials in a pale and empty manner. There is no choice between people, insatiable greed.

But neither of them felt that way.

Qin Yubai stood up and faced Ji Wensong directly, with a deep tone, "Mr. Ji, this is my family matter, please don't make it difficult for my brother."

Ji Yao also stood up and said briefly, "Father, don't force him."

"You two are of one mind at this time."

Ji Wensong shook his head lightly, he straightened up and gave a meaningful look at Yan Shuang who was crying so much.

To be honest, he has also seen a lot of emotional liars who are good at playing with emotions, and some even make a living by doing it.

But they are not as good as Yan Shuang.

It's like an innate talent.

What's even more frightening is that Ji Wensong didn't realize what Yan Shuang really wanted.

He hides his own desires and plays with the desires of others.

In such a fundamentally unfair game, anyone who participates in it is doomed to be his defeat.

Ji Wensong retracted his eyes, "There was a special program planned for tonight, but your program is special enough." Ji Wensong reached out and nodded in the air, "It's just an exchange."

The bodyguard outside came in with a few boxes, and quickly placed chips and poker in the middle of the table facing the two.

"One game," Ji Wensong said slowly, "Stud, one game determines the outcome," he beckoned to Qi Feiyun, "You come to deal the cards, so as not to say that I am partial to my son."

gambling?

Use this method to decide Yan Shuang's "belonging"?

Qin Yubai was about to refuse subconsciously.

Why? Yan Shuang was originally his!

His eyes swept to Yan Shuang, who was curled up in the chair, but he couldn't say what he wanted to take Yan Shuang to leave immediately.

Yan Shuang is shaking.

He is not swaying, but he doesn't know who he is and where he should go. His brain is struggling and confused between truth and falsehood.

...and it's all because of him.

"I object," Ji Yao said coldly, "As I said, he is not an item."

"...I also oppose it." Qin Yubai took advantage of the situation.

Ji Wensong said with a smile: "It was a tough fight just now, but now it's like this. Well, he doesn't choose, you don't choose either, I'll choose for you."

Ji Wensong waved his hand lightly, and the bodyguard behind him immediately moved to the corner of Yan Shuangwai.

"Father--"

"Mr. Ji-"

Again, they cried out anxiously in unison.

"Okay, okay," Ji Wensong waved his hand, "I know you two have reconciled, so tonight, I'll take this little kid home and torture him. Who does he want to follow in his heart, so that you don't just pinch each other when you meet? It's not worth it. The right thing to do."

"I bet."

Qin Yu's face was blue, "Don't touch him, I bet."

He couldn't let Yan Shuang get hurt a little bit because of him.

Ji Wensong glanced at his son.

Ji Yao's face was gloomy, he didn't speak, but sat down silently.

"Okay," Ji Wensong said, "this is sensible."

One chip a million.

There were fifty large chips in front of the two of them.

The total amount of 100 million is the amount originally provided for all guests to play together.

"You can admit defeat at any time," Ji Wensong lit a cigarette, took a sip with great interest, and said to Qin Yubai and Yan Yue, "Don't worry, if he loses, I won't give him a penny."

Ji Yao is over 18 years old, and his total trust amount is quite large, some of which are real estate, and he is not allowed to sell it before marriage. The remaining cash flow stocks, funds, and bonds can only be used for a year at most. The 10% limit is almost 50 million.

His father still felt that his control over him was not enough, and wanted to use this gamble to make him lose everything in the short term.

Unless he... concedes defeat now.

When he asked his father for help in Switzerland, his father once said a word.

"You've learned to bow your head now, and that's the first thing that makes me feel good about you as an adult."

However, there are some things you can't keep your head down.

Ji Yao raised his eyes and said to Qin Yu: "As far as I know, President Qin's cash flow is a little tight now."

Qin Yubai tightened his hands and said lightly, "Don't worry about Ji Shao."

The more Ji Wensong watched the scene, the more interesting it became. He raised his chin and gestured to the quiet doctor, "Let's deal the cards."

Stud, only five cards are dealt in total, and five cards determine the outcome.

Qi Feiyun issued the first card.

The first card was a hidden card, which was placed on the table. Ji Yao and Qin Yubai both chose not to look at it.

The second card starts with an open card.

Ji Yao's is the 8 of hearts, and Qin Yubai's is the 4 of the plum blossom.

Ji Yao with a bigger board can bet first.

He pushed ten chips.

Qin Yu's white face did not change, "I will follow."

Qi Feiyun continued to deal cards.

Ji Yao's is still hearts, even a 7 which is close to the 8 of hearts.

Two adjacent flushes, Qin Yubai's eyes flickered as soon as the cards came out, and his expression turned slightly after seeing his diamond 4.

He didn't doubt that Ji Wensong would deliberately trick, so he didn't believe that Ji Yao's luck would really be good enough to get a straight flush.

After Ji Yao continued to place ten chips, Qin Yubai still chose to call without hesitation.

Ji Wensong raised her legs and glanced at Yan Shuang in the corner.

Yan Shuang still looked like he was immersed in his own world with a downcast face. He didn't seem to know that the two of them had piled up tens of millions of chips on the gambling table for him in just one minute.

Qi Feiyun dealt the cards consecutively, and the two of them had no scruples at all. No matter who put out the chips, the other followed up without a second pause.

From the very beginning of this game, they were prepared to buy tickets with 50 million.

The rest is left to God.

Fate is doomed by God, this seems really fair.

The last card is dealt.

Ji Yao's card is really not a flush, there are only two 7s and 8s of hearts, and the rest is a 6 of spades and a 10 of clubs.

Qin Yubai's card is more dominant from the point of view of the open card, three 4's of different suits, and a 9 with a diamond.

If Ji Yao's hole card is not 9, Ji Yao will definitely lose.

And Qin Yu already had a 9 of diamonds in his hand, so the probability of Ji Yao holding a 9 was even smaller.

This is not a movie, and Qin Yubai doesn't believe in miracles. He has a high probability of winning this game!

One hundred million chips have been piled up on the table.

This is actually a "clear card" bet, because they both know that the other side cannot let go.

The loser can only lose the whole game.

"Let's unveil it." Qin Yubai said calmly.

Ji Yao's expression didn't change either. He had already made up his mind that "even if he loses now, he will definitely win back".

When the finger touched the hidden card, a voice came from the corner.

"etc."

Yan Shuang, who had been silent all this time, got down from the chair.

His eyes were slightly red and swollen, and tears remained on his face, but his expression finally calmed down.

Qin Yubai looked at him, and involuntarily let go of his folded hands, "Shuangshuang, I'm going to win soon, wait a while, I'll take you home."

Yan Shuang looked at Qi Feiyun, "This gentleman, can you explain to me how this game is played?"

Qi Feiyun said simply: "If Mr. Ji's card is not 9, then he loses."

"If it's 9, he wins, doesn't he?"

"That's right."

Yan Shuang nodded lightly, he looked at Ji Yao again, Ji Yao's expression was flat, he knew that he would probably lose, "It doesn't matter, I can afford to lose."

"How much... how much is it?"

"One hundred million."

Ji Wensong answered him.

Ji Wensong had only smoked one-third of his cigarette. This was an extremely fast game, and both parties at the table agreed that the value of this **** was far greater than the chips on their table.

Ji Wensong smiled deeply, "You are very valuable."

Ji Yao frowned slightly, he didn't like Ji Wensong's statement that money was linked to Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang nodded, without showing any shocked expression because of this amazing number. He turned around, stood at the end of the gaming table, and said to Qin Yubai, "I have a few questions to ask you."

His expression was extremely calm, as if he had finally woken up from the chaos.

Under his gaze, Qin Yubai felt a fear that he had never felt when he bet tens of millions of chips.

"Don't lie to me, okay?"

The tone is pleading, those beautiful eyes are covered with smoke, and they are begging him not to deceive him even once.

Qin Yubai was stiff for a long time. It wasn't that he didn't want to respond, but he felt that he couldn't control his body. After a long time, he nodded lightly.

"Qin Qing is your younger brother, isn't he?"

Adam's apple rolled hard, as if his throat was stuck.

"……Yes?"

Trembling to ask, people can no longer bear to deceive him.

"……Yes."

"I look a lot like him, don't I?"

"Yes."

"I'm..." Yan Shuang choked, swallowed the sound of crying, and said as calmly as possible, "Is he a substitute?"

"..."

Qin Yu Bai Ru was struck by lightning, and he couldn't say the answer.

Yes or no?

Yes.

It was with this idea that he approached Yan Shuang at first, and he always treated Yan Shuang as a "substitute".

Neither.

Tonight, he has already figured it out. He can accept that Qin Qing has always been his younger brother, but he obviously has a possessive desire for Yan Shuang beyond his status. people beside him.

So not.

Saying it, no, he didn't think that way. Qin Yubai tried to make a sound in his chest, but he looked at Yan Shuang's incomparably clear eyes, and he... couldn't tell any more lies.

"Okay, thank you."

Yan Shuang didn't ask him for an answer, he faced him and bowed deeply, "Thank you for your care during this time."

He turned around and looked at Ji Yao.

Ji Yao's expression was full of sympathy, distress, pity... and maybe other emotions.

Because in fact, regardless of whether his hole card is a 9, Qin Yubai has already lost.

He was the real winner of the gamble, and he should be happy.

"Ji Yao, can you also answer a question for me?"

Yan Shuang was cautious, the corners of his mouth seemed to want to rise, but he could barely lift a little arc.

Ji Yao said softly, "You ask."

"Before you met me... did you know Qin Qing?"

The reserved and indifferent expression fell into a panic in an instant, and the strong shock seemed to make this noble son, who has always been indifferent to emotions, unable to maintain that arrogant mask.

Seeing his reaction, Yan Shuang laughed, but it was worse than crying, "Thank you, I understand."

Yan Shuang turned around, the tears in his eyes seemed to fall, "Brother, this is the last time I call you that, I just want to remember a little, I'm an orphan, I'm from the Xingxing Welfare Institute, there... that's me s home."

He didn't look at Qin Yubai's reaction, turned to face Ji Wensong again, and bowed deeply again, "I'm sorry for disturbing today's banquet, please let it go."

He leaned over and took the two hole cards from the gaming table, holding them tightly in his palm.

"I'm worthless."

"Please don't waste so much money on me."

"...so much money, as long as you can donate a little bit, the brothers and sisters in the orphanage...will have meat for every meal..."

"thank you all."

He turned and left, taking the two unopened hole cards.

No one spoke, no one stopped him.

After opening the heavy door, Yan Shuang took a few steps with a bitter face, his expression became more and more relaxed, and he tore the two cards in his hand as he walked.

Where can there be a winner?

Aren't all the dealers killed?

The fingertips swayed freely, and the pieces of the cards fell one after another. Yan Shuang hooked his lips and unbuttoned his suit. Facing the autumn wind, he walked into the vast night alone.