On this night, at the Huan Wolf Club, in the SVIP private room.
When Shen Qian walked in, he found He Huai and Qin Zeyan engaged in a game of pool. It happened to be Qin Zeyan's turn to make a shot, while He Huai stood by the table, looking rather uninterested.
"Ah Qian, you're here!"
"Yeah." He relaxed his tie, hung his coat on the sofa, and glanced at the table. Qin Zeyan skillfully aimed at the cue ball, performed a flawless side shot, and smoothly pocketed the black ball. "Well done!"
Qin Zeyan put down the cue stick, wiped the chalk off his fingertips, and said, "Ah Huai, let's gamble."
He Huai grimaced and took out his car keys, tossing them to Qin Zeyan. "I can afford to lose! Let's go again."
"Forget it; I'm afraid you'll end up singing 'Liáng Liáng' in tears later."
He Huai didn't give a reply but cursed inwardly.
Qin Zeyan raised his chin towards Shen Qian. "How about a game?"
