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Late in the evening, Chi Mu Jiu was captivated by Ling Yun's beauty, especially her alluring demeanor. She stared blankly for a while before snapping back to reality.
"Madam, don't get too dazzled, or I might get jealous," Du Cheng Yan said, his face betraying a hint of jealousy.
(Jealous over a woman watching?)(My wife can only feel that I’m looking! My wife can only praise me!)
"Boss Du, if your subordinates are not performing well, please don’t hold it against them. It’s truly an honor for you to attend the black gambling event this year; please, do come in."
Ling Yun slightly bowed and deliberately took two steps back while speaking to show her respect. The purple gown she wore swayed gently with her movements, resembling a blooming violet.
"I didn’t expect this black gambling event to be so lively; it seems my trip here wasn’t in vain."
Du Cheng Yan cast a calm glance at Ling Yun standing to the side. "Your presence is indeed unexpected; we’ve already arranged the best room for you inside. With the rain so heavy, it wouldn’t do for this beauty beside you to catch a chill."
Ling Yun was clever enough to notice that despite her repeated invitations, Du Cheng Yan showed no intention of entering. She quickly shifted the topic back to Chi Mu Jiu.
Her gaze lingered on Chi Mu Jiu for a moment, silently admiring her. Even with a mask covering her face, the unique charm of the beauty beside Du Cheng Yan was hard to conceal. In fact, the exquisite mask added an intriguing allure that made Ling Yun want to unveil it and see her true face.
Rumor had it that Boss Du was indifferent to women, yet here he was at such a high-profile black gambling event with a beautiful companion, even personally lifting her skirt.
This was no small matter.
What kind of charm did this beauty possess that could make the usually aloof Boss Du so smitten? Ling Yun was filled with curiosity but knew there were some things she should not ask. She could only speculate while carefully navigating the unpredictable nature of this enigmatic figure.
"You’re certainly more astute than some," Du Cheng Yan said, narrowing his eyes slightly, revealing a sharp glint as he snorted coldly.
Chi Mu Jiu immediately understood; Du Cheng Yan knew this beautiful woman before him.
The subordinates behind them also grasped their boss's meaning and moved in unison to put away their weapons, which had emitted a dangerous aura as if they had never appeared at all.
"Boss Du, Miss, please."
Ling Yun smiled again and bowed slightly once more.
"Boss Du, Miss, please."
Seeing Ling Yun treat Du Cheng Yan with such courtesy, those outside dared not be negligent. They all bowed deeply as if welcoming a noble king, each one careful not to show any disrespect.
The rain poured down with increasing ferocity, as if it intended to drown the entire realm. The crowd gathered for the gambling event grew larger, yet no one dared to step forward into such a terrifying situation. They parked their cars three meters away, waiting obediently, fearful of being swept into this volatile scene.
One notorious female assassin from the underground gambling world was already fearsome enough; adding another figure known as the living embodiment of death in the underworld made it clear that no one would dare approach. It would be akin to seeking one's own demise—one hundred lives wouldn't be enough to spare.
In front of the towering building, a man under a black umbrella gently lifted the hem of a beautiful woman's dress, drawing the attention of everyone present as they stepped through the entrance of the gambling den. His movements were graceful and tender, the black umbrella shielding them from the torrential rain, yet it could not conceal the powerful aura radiating from them.
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