Tonight's party was an extremely unforgettable one for Lin Zhenghui.
Not to mention the session he had with Han Yue'er, the top-notch beauty CEO, in the restroom.
He even took off her little undergarments and sold them to these post-90s rich heirs for one million yuan,
Especially Chen Tianjie, he just couldn't understand where he had lost.
If he had lost to another wealthy young master, he could have accepted it, but losing to a mere farmer filled him with unwillingness.
Thinking of the woman he liked most, fooling around with a mere farmer in the restroom, and that farmer taking off her panties and selling them to them,
He really squatted in the restroom clutching his head, grabbing his hair, feeling like Lin Zhenghui was rubbing his face against the floor, over and over again.
"Damn peasant, goddamn peasant, even if I can't have her, I won't let you have it easy, shit..." Chen Tianjie cursed through gritted teeth.
This wasn't the first time he'd said this.
