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Inside the private room of Charm Clubhouse:

As the situation on the billiards table became tense, the atmosphere in the room also grew frantic.

Jing Rui, having his sore spot poked by Gu Nian, wasn't annoyed at all; after all, the woman Fu Jingshen fancied wasn't stupid.

But a woman being too smart wasn't necessarily a good thing.

Especially one who was beautiful, alluring, and smart—she was even more tempting to commit a crime for.

Jing Rui did not respond to Gu Nian's words, but instead let his flirtatious and mischievous eyes rest on the pool table in front of him, filled with playful roguishness.

"My turn."

"Mhm."

It was now down to the crucial shot, and the current play was trick billiards.

Generally speaking, one had to calculate the angles well, control the force, and use the angles to make the cue ball hit the object ball into the pocket.

Gu Nian's heart tightened; the game had actually gone beyond her estimation.