Chapter 41: What Are You Doing...

Gu Mingzhu tried to maintain her composure and watched the surveillance footage with him for a while. With feigned curiosity, she softly asked, "Young Master, why are you watching this?"

While smoking, Yan Jingcheng casually replied, "Four years ago, this woman won against me all night."

After a brief silence, Gu Mingzhu murmured, "She was really lucky then..."

Yan Jingcheng chuckled and cast a cold glance at her, not saying anything more.

That single look sent chills down Gu Mingzhu's spine, as if he knew everything.

Turning her attention to the screen, she pretended to be "serious," but she was actually thinking about how to escape.

When half of the footage played, Gu Mingzhu stood up, "I need to go to the bathroom."

Yan Jingcheng didn't stop her, just held his cigarette and let her go.

The more he acted this way, the more anxious Gu Mingzhu became. What exactly did this man want?

As she was about to leave the room, A Zhao stopped her, "Miss Gu, there's a bathroom inside the private room."

Gu Mingzhu hesitated for a moment and followed A Zhao's gaze. Indeed, the room was spacious, equipped with a bathroom and even a smoking lounge.

With no choice, Gu Mingzhu turned back, her movements sluggish. Inside the bathroom, she looked for any possible escape routes but found none.

Gu Mingzhu bit her lip, frustration evident in her beautiful eyes.

After wasting a considerable amount of time, realizing she couldn't escape, she reluctantly returned to Yan Jingcheng.

Nearly twenty minutes passed, and Gu Mingzhu felt increasingly restless.

"This surveillance footage, why is Young Master so interested in it?" she asked again.

Yan Jingcheng, with a cigarette in his mouth, smirked, "To see how you cheated."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Mingzhu bolted up.

But before she could think further, Yan Jingcheng's large hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

His eyes were cold, a cruel smile forming on his lips. "Where do you think you're going?"

Knowing the rules of the casino, when caught cheating, she had to leave something behind.

In desperation, she bit down hard on his wrist, then pulled away and dashed towards the door.

A Zhao blocked her path. Frustrated, Gu Mingzhu kicked him.

Yan Jingcheng's gaze darkened as he approached her step by step.

Gu Mingzhu retreated slowly, but his patience was clearly running out. With a forceful pull, he pressed her against the nearby gambling table.

She hit the edge of the table, her eyes watering from the pain.

Chips on the table scattered with a crisp sound.

Yan Jingcheng stared at her, his eyes cold. "Everyone, out."

Immediately, A Zhao and the two bodyguards respectfully left, locking the door behind them.

Gu Mingzhu sat on the table in a compromising position. Her dress had fallen open, revealing a long, fair thigh.

Her breath hitched, her voice hoarse, "Yan Jingcheng, what are you doing..."

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