Blood Rose’s beautiful eyes flickered, and she tilted her head to dodge Qin Jiang’s hand. She lowered her head slightly, pitifully saying, “This little woman admires Young Master Qin, but I’m already a withered flower, no longer pure. I dare not harbor delusions, lest I stain Young Master Qin’s hands. I beg your forgiveness.”
“A mature woman?” Qin Jiang’s expression lit up with excitement. “I love mature women the most.”
Blood Rose’s charming face froze. Damn! She had tried to be clever but ended up trapping herself.
But now that she had said it, she couldn’t take it back. If she offended Qin Jiang, then…
Blood Rose wanted to cry. Her mind spun, trying to figure out how to escape the clutches of this demon. Suddenly, her eyes brightened and she said with a hint of grievance, “This little woman is willing to serve Young Master Qin, but if others find out, your reputation will be ruined by me. The Qin Family’s name will also be dragged down. I fear I can’t bear such guilt…”
“It’s fine!” Qin Jiang interrupted before she finished, waving his hand carelessly. “Reputation is worthless! As long as you give me a child, you can ruin my reputation all you like!”
What?
Have a child?
Blood Rose almost burst into tears. Nooo! I don’t want to have a child!
Her eyes welled with tears. She was genuinely afraid now. Was this really the Qin Family’s Young Master? Why did he act like some rogue scoundrel?
But she didn’t dare to resist.
Reasoning wouldn’t work. She couldn’t beat him. And it seemed like… she had walked into this trap herself.
Blood Rose deeply regretted it. If she’d known earlier, she would’ve never shown her face.
“You seem unwilling,” Qin Jiang said coldly.
Blood Rose snapped back to her senses and quickly shook her head, forcing a smile, “No, I’m just worried…”
Seeing her forced expression, unable to even fake a proper smile, Qin Jiang shook his head and sighed, “I hate forcing people the most. How about this—we gamble. If I win, you’re mine. If I lose, I’ll walk away. How about it?”
Blood Rose’s eyes lit up. This was an opportunity! But she still feigned hesitation and asked cautiously, “What does Young Master Qin want to bet on?”
“Dice.” Qin Jiang said casually, “But I’ll choose who I gamble with.”
As he spoke, he looked at a young man who had been staring at Blood Rose ever since she appeared. When Qin Jiang teased her, the youth’s eyes burned with killing intent.
“You. Come out,” Qin Jiang said, pointing at the young man.
Blood Rose glanced over and secretly sighed in relief. She had been a bit worried Qin Jiang would pick someone weak, but this boy was no problem!
He had only been at the casino a few days, but she remembered him clearly. His gambling skills were outstanding—even she had lost to him personally.
She recalled that the youth’s name was Xuan Ye.
Noticing her relaxation, Qin Jiang smirked, “Think I’m doomed to lose?”
“No,” she replied.
The young man stepped forward, expression cold but with a hint of excitement. Wasn’t this his chance to play the hero and rescue the beauty?
His real name was Ye Xuan, and he had infiltrated the casino under an alias—originally for Blood Rose, or rather, for the powerful assassin organization behind her.
But once he saw Blood Rose in person, his objective changed slightly.
Such a beauty—wasn’t she more important than some assassin group?
From that moment on, Ye Xuan had considered Blood Rose his woman. Now seeing her nestled in Qin Jiang’s arms, his killing intent surged.
Soon, under Blood Rose’s arrangements, the two sat at the gambling table.
Qin Jiang sat comfortably in his chair, pulling Blood Rose into his lap.
Ye Xuan fumed with rage.
Especially when Qin Jiang gave Blood Rose’s waist a little squeeze.
Aaaah! Jealousy!
Taking a deep breath, Ye Xuan asked, “Young Master Qin, how shall we play? One round to determine the winner?”
Qin Jiang yawned and shook his head, “I’ll stop once I win the whole casino.”
“Hah, Young Master Qin really knows how to joke,” Ye Xuan sneered.
Blood Rose frowned slightly, a faint sense of unease creeping into her heart.
Qin Jiang waved his hand, “Let’s begin. You shake, I guess high or low.”
Ye Xuan’s eyes flashed. Wasn’t this suicidal?
He pulled out a dice cup and showed it to Qin Jiang before starting to shake.
Qin Jiang didn’t even bother watching. Before the shaking ended, he said lazily, “Bet 1 billion spirit stones. Low.”
One billion?
The onlookers erupted. Starting with such a huge bet—definitely worthy of the Qin Family!
Blood Rose’s heart trembled. She gave Ye Xuan a signal with her eyes.
Ye Xuan understood instantly and smirked coldly. The dice cup landed on the table.
“Young Master Qin, shall I open it?”
“Go ahead.”
Ye Xuan opened it—four, four, six. High!
Qin Jiang raised an eyebrow and gave Ye Xuan a deep look. “Just one round. Let’s keep going.”
“But you haven’t paid yet.”
“What? Worried the Qin Family won’t pay?”
“The Qin Family might not, but Young Master Qin…”
Before he could finish, Blood Rose interrupted coldly, “Xuan Ye! Do your job. Don’t meddle in other matters.”
Her rebuke made Ye Xuan’s face darken.
He took a deep breath, picked up the dice cup again, and began shaking.
Qin Jiang said calmly, “10 billion. Low.”
Ye Xuan sneered. Qin Jiang lost again.
“100 billion. Still low.”
Seeing Qin Jiang’s calm demeanor made Ye Xuan uneasy—especially after being scolded by Blood Rose.
“Keep acting!” he cursed inwardly.
The cup opened—four, five, six. High again!
Without even glancing, Qin Jiang said, “1 trillion. Still betting low.”
Blood Rose clenched her fists tightly. Her brows furrowed as she looked up at Qin Jiang’s relaxed face. A suspicion began forming in her heart.
At the same time, Qin Jiang lowered his head, smirking, “Scared?”
Blood Rose gave a bitter smile. If this kept up, even with the Qin Family’s wealth, Qin Jiang would lose everything. But…
Would she dare to collect the debt?
No!
More importantly, what if Qin Jiang bet the entire Qin Family next? Would she dare to win?
Also no!
If she actually won, the Qin Family wouldn’t wait for her to collect. They’d come directly to her—an enormous disgrace to their name. Even if Qin Jiang said he didn’t care about reputation, did she dare believe that?
She didn’t dare win!
But with stakes this high, if Qin Jiang won, how could she pay? Even the entire casino wasn’t enough!
Realizing this, Blood Rose felt bitter. This wasn’t gambling—it was a contest of background and power.
She forced a smile, looked at the unbothered Qin Jiang, and muttered, “Young Master Qin, may I say… you’re shameless?”
Qin Jiang smiled faintly, “Thanks for the compliment.”