The first round would be the start of the battle!

Lin Ming was unwilling to accept this. He immediately said, "Chairman Jin, don't be happy too early. It's not certain who will win the second round."

Jin Beisan didn't reply to him. He thought to himself, 'Lin Minghao, you should be stubborn now.

Lin Minghao could only keep his mouth shut. Tonight, Jin Beisen would let Lin Minghao know what a complete loss was.

The roulette game began.

This time, it was a different location and a different dealer.

After a round, the victor was decided. Jin Beisheng calmly asked with a faint smile on his face, "Xiaochun, what's your lucky number?"

This question caused Zhou Manzhu to panic. Why did he ask her? What if he lost?

'Northson... "Me." Zhou Manzhen stammered as beads of sweat appeared on her nervous face. Why did she feel that she was even more nervous than Jin Beisen?

"There's no need to be nervous, just wait and see." Jin Beisan placed all his bets on Zhou Manzhen. He believed that Zhou Manzhen was his lucky goddess and would bring him good luck.

"Seventeen." Zhou Manzhen casually said, but his heart was clenching as he thought to himself: Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you!

Jin Beisheng tightly clenched Zhou Manzhen's palm, the usual calm smile on his lips.

"Twenty-two." Lin Minghao said with a cold expression, his eyes dark.

After both sides were done blocking the wall, the dealer started spi

ing the beads beside the wheel. The wheel started spi

ing rapidly, the beads were rotating rapidly, and it let out an exciting sound.

In the end, the rotation of the bead became slower and slower. In an instant, it stopped at the number seventeen.

Zhou Manzhu put her palms together. Until the dust settled, she did not even dare to believe her eyes!

He won?

He won so easily!

Jin Beisheng smiled calmly, but he pulled Zhou Manzhen into his arms, and lightly kissed her flushed and excited face.

As if provoking Lin Ming Hao, he said, "If I lose the bet, you will also lose to the woman beside him. You still have a billion chips and that piece of land."

Jin Beisen was undoubtedly the final wi

er. Because he won the first two rounds, there was no need to continue with the last round of the slot machines.

Lin Minghao was in an extremely bad mood. His indignant face contained anger, and his eyes were instantly dyed red. Not only did he fail to win this time in Las Vegas, he even lost all of his private money. It would be strange if his father didn't beat him to death when he returned.

"Jin Beisheng, did you have a screw loose?" Lin Ming Hao was unconvinced, he didn't believe that his luck would be so bad, didn't Jin Bei Sen not know how to gamble?

In the past, Lin Minghao had gambled with others and won nine times out of ten. He hadn't thought that he would lose everything this time around.

"Lin Minghao, don't slander me. You said I cheated, but I'm going to sue you in court. Lawyer Zhang, did you hear me?" There was a strange smile on Jin Beisheng's calm face. Indeed, he didn't commit suicide tonight, he was just lucky that he won.

"You may remain silent, Mr. Lin, but everything you say will be used as evidence." Lawyer Zhang said with a cold expression.

"If you lose, you have to admit your defeat. I'll give you three days to transfer one billion yuan into my account." Jin Beisheng smiled evilly, and said with an arrogant smile.

Lin Minghao stood up excitedly, but was stopped by Uncle Zou. Uncle Zou stood expressionlessly in front of Lin Minghao as he said with a fierce expression, "Mister Lin, I hope you don't get too excited."

"Jin Beisheng, don't be so complacent. The road ahead is still long, see you in City A." Lin Minghao fiercely said these words, his expression terrifyingly ferocious.

"Shouldn't you pray that you don't see me again?" Jin Beisan chuckled, his tone full of sarcasm.

That's right, Lin Minghao had met Jin Beisan, it was his misfortune, Lin Minghao had probably spent all of his good luck during the past 20 years or so, and from now on, his bad luck was about to arrive.

"Xiaochun, do you want to play?" Jin Beisan asked as he held Zhou Manzhen's shoulder and walked through the crowd of people in the casino. There was happiness and sadness on their faces.

Zhou Manzhen shook her head, "I don't want to play anymore. I don't like gambling."

"We've just made so much money, what are you afraid of?" Jin Beisheng asked with squinted eyes, a puzzled look appearing in them.

"Bei Sen, it's not that I'm afraid, I just don't like the feeling of being on tenterhooks. Gambling is too exciting, maybe..." "Not for me." At this moment, all she wanted to do was fly back to A City and get a good night's sleep on the bed in their bedroom at 520 Beach Road.

All of this happened too suddenly, as if it was all just a dream.

Zhou Manzhen did not expect the gambling to end so quickly, not even an hour, and she even suspected that she was dreaming.

"Idiot, with me by your side, you don't have to be afraid of anything." Jin Beisan held Zhou Manzhen's hand with a little more force, as if he was trying to give her strength.

"I want to go back." Zhou Manzhen raised her eyes as a hint of a smile flashed across her almond eyes.

"Alright, let's go home."

It was another day when they returned to A City.

After returning to the villa, Zhou Manzhu ran back to her bedroom to sleep. She was so excited that she didn't sleep all night, so at this moment, her eyes automatically closed.

Jin Beisen didn't feel too tired, she carried Zhou Manzhen upstairs, the bedroom was bright, the sunlight shone in, leaving a mottled shadow on the floor.

Closing the curtains, Jin Beiseng hugged Zhou Manzhen and slept like a fool. After sleeping for more than ten hours, the time difference was finally reversed.

Historian.

"Dad." Shi Mingge's voice came from the study room. A steady voice came from his throat, making it difficult to recognize the sadness and joy in his voice.

"Mingge." He put down the book he was reading and leaned over the recliner.

"Dad, do you think that there are really two faces that look so similar in this world?" The singer was holding a thick stack of photographs in a yellow manila envelope.

When he looked up, Shi Mingge had already arrived at his side.

Opening up the manila envelope, he saw a beautiful woman in the photo. Her white cheeks were adorned with fine features, and at first glance, she looked very attractive. The most memorable thing was her pair of bright, smiling eyes.

The woman was not exceptionally beautiful, but she looked very pure and adorable. She wore makeup and her rosy lips made people want to kiss her. Her blushing face was very alluring.