Ex-Shame

"I really don't know what these nerds are thinking. Isn't studying hard good enough? Why do they have to come to such a place?" Hai Lin gently fiddled with the car keys in his hand.

The car keys made a crisp sound.

"She's just a little girl. How can I lose?" Hai Lin sneered.

"Don't forget the Chinese man who lost to me three years ago. Wasn't he also a genius?"

At the mention of this person, the old man's face suddenly darkened. "You have the nerve to talk about that game. It was because of that game that we provoked people we shouldn't have. Otherwise, we wouldn't have suffered such heavy losses in that business war in Haicheng."

Hai Lin stuck out his tongue, revealing an innocent expression that didn't match his face at all.

"But didn't that man also have two broken ribs?" Hai Lin shrugged and gulped down the last mouthful of vodka.