h4Chapter 344: Chapter 344: Honey~ Can We Not Gamble, Please?/h4

    "Of course." Yamamoto Yu raised an eyebrow.

    Ji Wei nodded knowingly. "Since that’s the case, hand Ji Chuyang over to me then." She shed a brilliant smile and extended her palm toward Yamamoto Yu.

    Yamamoto Yu was momentarily stunned before responding, "I can. But..." He cast a nce at Gu Moqian as he spoke. "Not until tonight is over, because Mr. Gu and I still have a bet. If I hand the stakes over to you, Mr. Gu probably won’t want to make the bet with me anymore."

    Ji Wei smiled. "You’ve already said I’m your goddaughter, so that makes Mo Qian your son-inw. With a rtionship like this, is there still any need for the bet?"

    Yamamoto Yu forced a slightly awkward smile. "That’s a separate matter. The bet and you bing my goddaughter do not conflict."

    Ji Wei remained silent, her smile unchanged.

    Round and round they went, but Yamamoto Yu clearly wouldn’t change his mind. His earlier im of giving her anything she wanted wasplete nonsense.

    She turned her head toward Gu Moqian, pouting her soft, rosy lips, and cooed in a yful tone, "Hubby~ How about we just don’t gamble, hmm? That good-for-nothing Ji Chuyang—if Mr. Yamamoto wants to keep him, let him! That parasite can’t do anything but eat and lounge around anyway. Mr. Yamamoto is super wealthy, so he doesn’t need to worry about being drained dry, right?"

    Gu Moqian nced at the woman, noting her rosyplexion and the cunning sparkle in her eyes. Understanding her intentions, he nodded faintly, "Alright."

    She was, after all, using reverse psychology.

    "Then let’s go," Ji Wei said cheerfully, her smile brimming with happiness.

    The two turned around and began walking away.

    "Wait!" Yamamoto Yu suddenly shouted in rm.

    The two stopped and turned back, feigning innocent confusion as they looked at Yamamoto Yu.

    "This bet is already set in stone. Whether you want to gamble or not isn’t up to you," Yamamoto Yu dered.

    "I don’t want to gamble. What now? Is Mr. Yamamoto nning to hold a knife to my neck and force me?" Gu Moqian sneered.

    "Mr. Gu, don’t speak so definitively. Let me show you someone," Yamamoto Yu said, ncing toward Beichuan at the door.

    Beichuan understood and turned to leave.

    A few minutester, Beichuan returned with another person in tow.

    When Ji Wei saw the man, his hands tied and bruises covering his face, she was so shocked she couldn’t say a word.

    Wasn’t this the driver who had taken her to Kanagawa? How had he been captured by Yamamoto Yu?

    A Cheng was equally taken aback to see Ji Wei. When his gaze met Gu Moqian’s, the two exchanged a tacit understanding.

    Yamamoto Yu walked over and pointed his cane at A Cheng. "This person was sneaking around outside my vi and was caught by my men this morning. I originally nned to shoot him in the head on the spot, but I’ve changed my mind."

    Yamamoto Yu looked at Gu Moqian, his eyes filling with shrewd calction. "I’ve decided to make him tonight’s fighter. If he wins, both he and Ji Chuyang will be yours. What do you think of that, Mr. Gu?"

    It was obvious Yamamoto Yu already knew A Cheng was their man. That’s why he was leveraging A Cheng’s life to force the bet to proceed.

    The old fox was utterly detestable!

    Ji Wei frowned, disgusted rising in her heart.

    But Gu Moqian’s expression remained unchanged—still that same cold, indifferent demeanor. "Fine. I agree."

    "Straightforward!"

    Yamamoto Yu pped his hands together,ughing smugly, clearly satisfied with himself.

    He had been certain Gu Moqian wouldn’t just stand by and let someone die.

    "Alright then, you two lovebirds enjoy your time together. I won’t disturb you further. I’ll have a car sent to pick you up for the fight this evening," Yamamoto Yu said before walking off. A Cheng, too, was dragged away by the men in ck.

    Ji Wei red at the old fox’s retreating figure, her teeth grinding in frustration.