Walking back to Huo Jingting, he pulled her over so she sat on his lap and kissed her cheek, "You've improved a lot."
Seeing her progress so much, Linlin couldn't help but feel the pressure.
Her mind was on high alert, and it took several deep breaths before she swung her club.
The ball boy measured the distance, reporting it to be twelve meters.
Gu Nanqiao lost again.
Although the margin was smaller this time, the bet was tenfold, and she lost another six million on that swing.
Feeling somewhat dejected by the loss, Linlin, on the other hand, became increasingly elated, running up to President Meng, wrapping her arms around his neck, and acting coy.
After a boastful display of her golfing skills, filled with exaggeration, she turned to Gu Nanqiao and said, "Miss Gu, how about we play one last game?"
Before she could speak, Huo Jingting answered on her behalf, "Fine, the stakes for the third game will add another zero, ten million per meter."
