"Everyone's playing? Then I'll play too. I'll bet one million."
Jin Jing was happy to stir up trouble.
With a smirk, Meng Yan added, "Count me in."
Song Li chimed in last, "One million."
Calculating the total... that's already 5.2 million!
Thinking about that number, Qin Miaomiao felt a wave of excitement—just one perfect shot and she'd win 5.2 million! But if she lost, she'd owe 5.2 million!
To bet, or not to bet?
Lu Qing, clearly enjoying her dilemma, teased, "Wife, looks like this round is going to get intense."
Qin Miaomiao shot him a glare. If she lost, it was the household's money she'd lose, okay? Don't you feel even a little bit distressed?
Yan Lv raised his hand. "Little Lu, to ensure fairness, we need to blindfold your wife, just to prevent you from cheating."
He found a piece of black cloth to blindfold her, blocking out every bit of light. Forget cheating—she couldn't even tell east from west anymore. Did it really have to be this extreme?
