Qu Xiaoting disdainfully glanced at Qin Yu, "Scared now? If you're scared, stop pretending to be a big shot!"
Qin Yu was not annoyed in the least.
"Scared? The word 'scared' doesn't exist in my dictionary! I just said your stake isn't attractive to me, I didn't say I wouldn't bet! How about this, I'll propose a stake, see what you think? If I win, you'll compensate me for the broken chair, how does that sound?"
Huh? Just this request?
The hotel was owned by their Qu family anyway, it was just a chair, why the need for compensation?
Wasn't it something the Miss Qu could easily agree to with just a word?
"Fine, it's a deal!" Qu Xiaoting scoffed as she looked at Qin Yu.
"Good, then I'll begin now," Qin Yu said with a grin.
Qin Yu, smiling, stood up and walked over to an empty chair, resting one hand on the back of it.
At this moment, he was again thankful that he had saved that old lecher, thankful that he had learned a bit of martial arts.
