Growing Fond of You, Mr. Nian (1200+)

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Chapter 1228: Will He Forbid Me From Marrying You if I Displeased Him?

After he was finished talking, Nian Junting gave Jiang Yuning a glimpse. The latter was carefully looking at his cards.

He hurriedly took a deep breath and told himself to calm down.

The boy was only a scientist. How could a scientist possibly be better than him, except at science?

Nian Xi snorted, patted Jiang Yuning on the back and said, “I don’t need your guarantee. I only want you to win my money back.

Jiang Yuning paused briefly, then wore a bitter face and said, “But he’s your brother. Will he forbid me from marrying you if I displease him?”

His voice wasn’t loud, but everyone else heard what he said.

Nian Xi blushed.

Xiao Si burst into laughter and said, “Oh, you’re thinking long term, aren’t you? Don’t worry, our Junting has always been a generous guy.”

“You’re lying,” said Jiang Yuning.

Nian Xi glared at Xiao Si, then said to Jiang Yuning, “Ignore my brother. If I decided to marry you, no one will be able to stop me.”

Hearing that, Jiang Yuning’s eyes glowed. “Good. I have your word now. I’ll do what you want.”

After saying that, he leaned toward Nian Xi and said to her, “It’s gonna be easy. Your brother is terrible at this game.”

Nian Xi glanced at Nian Junting’s proud face and wondered if he would die of anger hearing what Jiang Yuning said.

Nian Junting narrowed his eyes. The boy had infuriated him.

However, he could not maintain the proud look on his face when he lost to Jiang Yuning over and over again. He had no idea what the boy was thinking. He won seven rounds out of ten, and sometimes he won double in one round. For the other three rounds, he didn’t win because he took someone else’s bomb, meaning that he didn’t need to pay.

Mo Liuxi and Xiao Si weren’t doing any better than Nian Junting. They had both lost a lot of money.

It had only been an hour since the game started, but they had already lost what they won from Nian Xi.

“Ouch… I’ve been sitting here too long. I think my arms are sore. Junlei, I’m glad that you’re here. Come over and take my place.” Xiao Si stretched his arms, attempting to stand up.

“Your arms are sore?” Nan Xi smilingly walked over, clenched her fists and said, “Would you like me to give you a few punches? I assure you the soreness will immediately go away.”

“Xi…” Xiao Si wanted to cry.

“Si, you invited us to the game. You can’t shrink back after losing money. I didn’t run away when I lost. Where is your card-player’s quality? Nuanyi is still sitting here. Is it appropriate for you to act like this in front of her?” Nian Xi said.

Ji Nuanyi patted Xiao Si on the back and said, “Just play the game. I’ll give you my money if you lose all yours.”

“No. How can I let a girl pay for me?” Xiao Si instantly straightened his back. He could not run away, no matter what.

Blandly, Mo Liuxi said, “You can win my money. I don’t have a girlfriend anyway. No one is spending my money.”

“Poor boy.” Nian Xi felt sorry for him. “Yuning, don’t make him lose too much.”

“Sure.” Nian Xi had never talked so gently to him. He was so excited.

It turned out that winning the game could make Nian Xi happy. He had to win.

At half-past five in the afternoon, cries and howls echoed through every corner of the room. Nian Junting looked very pale at the moment. He had asked Luosang for money three times, going to the bathroom as an excuse.

Luosang looked at him and said, “You have lost over a hundred thousand today. I hate to say this, but you’re terrible at card-playing, yet you insisted on doing it.”

“What do you mean that I’m terrible at it?” Nian Junting argued with her.

Luosang snorted and said, “You’ve been losing since the first time I saw you play at your family’s house when I was helping you picking your cards. Am I right?”

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