Don't Cry Too Pitifully If You Lose

"I don't need you, Third Prince, to lecture me on what I should do. If you're too afraid to accept the challenge, then admit defeat now. We won't look down on you for it," Su Yingxue said confidently as she touched the red jade soft whip that Lin Sisi had given her, her red lips curling with pride.

Her stunning face exuded an air of boldness and recklessness, captivating all the men present and igniting a desire to conquer her, to possess her beauty.

"Su Yingxue, you're asking for trouble! Tomorrow, I will make the two of you women kneel before me and beg!" Chu Xiuwen's face turned red with anger, his teeth clenched. Despite playing with women for so many years, there wasn't a single one he couldn't tame.

"Third Brother!" Chu Chengye attempted to advise him against impulsiveness.