A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

Chapter 621

Xia Ye's temperature just so happened to be right. A breeze blew in from the air, causing people to instantly feel relaxed and happy.

Jin Beiseng led Zhou Manzhen along the soft sand. The sea water lapped against the white sand from time to time. The sea breeze was salty, and the waves were like the clouds in the sky. This kind of summer night was refreshing and cool.

Zhao Tianyu silently followed behind Zhou Manzhen and Jin Beisheng, looking at the two people walking in front of him, and his heart instantly sank like a reef at the bottom of the sea.

Why did he have to come out and humiliate himself? Zhao Tianyu also understood that Jin Beisheng was just trying to show off to him how much love he and Zhou Weiqing had for each other. However, he missed her too much, so no matter how vicious Jin Beisheng's words were, Zhao Tianyu would still tolerate it!

Zhao Tianyu tightly clenched his fists, his eyes filled with a sense of shrewdness, his gaze firmly fixed on Zhou Manzhen's back, his fiery red skirt giving off an even more enchanting vibe in the night. Zhou Manzhen's figure appeared even more petite by Jin Beisan's side, but the two of them seemed to have a very harmonious view, giving off a very close feeling.

Zhou Manzhen and Jin Beiseng were also deep in their own thoughts. Although their fingers were interlocked, they didn't say anything.

Jin Beisheng was waiting for Zhao Tianyu to speak first, but Zhou Manzhu didn't have any thoughts, he only hoped for a war to break out tonight!

After the three of them walked in silence for about 20 minutes, a billiard room suddenly appeared in front of them. Jin Beisan looked back at Zhao Tianyu expressionlessly and asked, "Do you know how to play billiards?"

"Of course." Zhao Tianyu smiled confidently. As long as he was a man, he would definitely play pool.

"Go in and fight?" Jin Beisen narrowed his eyes and said mysteriously.

"Alright, what about the bet?" Zhao Tianyu did not have anyone to hold hands with, so he could only stick one hand into his pocket. His expression was calm, but he had already made up his mind.

"What kind of bet do you want?" Jin Beisen suddenly frowned, his cold tone clearly showed his dissatisfaction. He could guess with his toes that the bet Zhao Tianyu wanted was definitely related to Zhou Manzhen.

"Let's just play a game, a game to decide the victor. If I win, then give me half an hour to have a private conversation with Little Pure. The two of them once had an agreement." A trace of greed and longing flashed across Zhao Tianyu's handsome face. He looked at Zhou Manzhu, his eyes filled with longing.

Jin Beisan narrowed his eyes. A promise? What agreement? He was silent for a while. Just as Zhou Manzhen thought that the situation was about to turn cold, a gentle smile appeared on the handsome face of the man, "Okay, on the premise that you win against me. But what if you lose?"

With that, Jin Beisan's sharp eyes swept over Zhao Tianyu. His meaning was, Zhao Tianyu, you don't have the qualifications to bet with me, you don't even have the capital, yet you're still delusional!

"If I lose, the conditions are up to you." The eyes of the man in front of him were filled with ambition. Zhao Tianyu thought that he was good at billiards, but there was a fifty percent chance that he would lose. He and Jin Beisan had never sparred before, and neither side knew the true level of the other.

"Then take one of your fingers." The corners of Jin Beisheng's mouth curled up in a rare smile, carrying a hint of ruthlessness and chilliness.

One finger!

Zhou Manzhen looked at Jin Beisheng with a face full of shock, silently cursing him in his heart, was he joking? What's wrong with a bet, a single finger, Jin Beiseng was really vicious!

Zhao Tianyu clenched his teeth as his thoughts sunk into contemplation. If he won, he could talk to Zhou Manzhu alone, and he could gain Zhou Manzhu's true forgiveness. If he lost, he would lose a finger!

After weighing the pros and cons, a layer of haze appeared on Zhao Tianyu's pretty face. Just as Zhou Weiqing thought that he would refuse, a loud and clear male voice suddenly resounded in the air, "Alright."

Walking into the billiard room, Jin Beiseng opened a private room, the waiter arranged the billiard ball, closed the door and walked out.

He had not expected that he would become the wager between these two men. On one side was his husband, Jin Beiseng, and on the other was his first love boyfriend. If it was a wager that was neither painful nor itchy, Zhou Manzhu would definitely want Sen Bei Sen to win, but the wager between the two was still different. If Zhao Tianyu lost, it would be equivalent to losing one of his fingers!

This bet, which was a bit bloody and heavy, made the game even more nervous.

Zhou Weiqing was well aware that Zhao Tianyu knew how to play billiards. In high school, he had often made friends with him to play billiards, table te

is and the like. Based on Zhao Tianyu's past battle experience, his chances of wi

ing today were rather high.

But, the one fighting him was no one else, but Jin Beisheng!

Zhou had never seen Jin play billiards, and couldn't help but have some expectations. After living with him for such a long time, Zhou had no idea that Jin could play billiards.

In fact, Jin Beisheng hadn't played pool for a long time, but the moment his hand touched the pole, he felt full of confidence. He definitely couldn't lose, he couldn't lose the woman he loved the most!

"Northson." Before the match began, Zhou Manzhen's soft voice called out to Jin Beisheng.

"What's wrong?" Jin Beisheng held his billiard club up high in his hand, looking at Zhou Manzhen with eyes filled with deep emotion.

"Good luck." Glimmers danced in Zhou Man's eyes as the light reflected off the top of her head. It made her skin appear even whiter, as if she were a bright, vibrant star.

"With your words, I will definitely win." With a doting smile on his face, Jin Beisheng suddenly hooked his arm, embracing Zhou Manzhen, and kissed on her snow-white forehead.

Zhao Tianyu felt as if glass had cut through his cornea. His heart felt sour as he blinked, shifted his gaze, and clenched his fists tightly. The veins on the back of his hands bulged. He could only blame himself for going the wrong way and turning back now.

"You can start first." Jin Beisen loosened his grip on Zhou Manzhen's waist, and his cold voice was heard.

Zhao Tianyu expressionlessly looked at Jin Beisheng, and he naturally knew in his heart what Jin Beisheng's goal was to get him to kick the ball. Since Jin Beisheng looked down on him wholeheartedly, he couldn't afford to lose!

Zhao Tianyu was holding onto a billiard ball as he laid on the billiard table. With a slight push of his left hand, the billiards on the table scattered in all directions. The balls hit each other and Zhao Tianyu got three big balls in one go!

When it was Jin Beisheng's turn, he didn't seem to care about the three balls that Zhao Tianyu just scored.