Zhou Yuwen said, "Go ahead and play. If you win, your boss will reward you."
Xiao Ru turned her head and glanced at Liu Shuo.
Liu Shuo said, "Why are you looking at me? What my brother says counts as what I say."
"Oh."
Meanwhile, Lu Lin had also picked her cue stick and came over, noticing that Zhou Yuwen wasn’t going to play with her. She felt a bit moody and pouted slightly, "I was hoping to get lucky while playing on your side. Now you’re not joining me, no fun."
Zhou Yuwen wrapped his arms around Lu Lin’s little waist and kissed her lipstick-coated lips, tasting a faint flavor of lemon candy.
Zhou Yuwen said, "You’ll get your reward if you beat her too."
"Really?"
"Yes, what do you want?" Zhou Yuwen asked.
Lu Lin really felt shy to say it out loud, stretched in a lazy fashion, and wrapped her arms around Zhou Yuwen’s neck, "I want a motorcycle."
Zhou Yuwen was slightly surprised, "You can drive that?"
Lu Lin smiled.
"Then go for it. Win against her, and I’ll buy you one." Zhou Yuwen was never afraid of girls asking for gifts, only afraid of them asking for nothing at all.
Although Zhou Yuwen had previously told Lu Lin he would give her 2000 yuan a month for living expenses, in reality, in their three months together, Lu Lin rarely asked him for money.
Even up to now, it made Zhou Yuwen feel a bit odd.
It was best when Lu Lin asked for things.
Lu Lin nestled against Zhou Yuwen, wrapped her arms around his waist, and said, "You said it, I’ll hold you to it if I win."
Zhou Yuwen slapped her pert bottom and said, "Let’s talk after you win."
At the corner of her mouth, Lu Lin couldn’t help but curl up a sly look, seemingly confident of her victory.
Xiao Ru, after all, was a veteran in the billiard rooms, and should be considered a high amateur. Zhou Yuwen could tell that Lu Lin was a practitioner and decided to make things a bit more challenging for Lu Lin.
He shouted to Xiao Ru, telling her to take it seriously, promising a 200 RMB red envelope if she won.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ru asked Zhou Yuwen if he was serious.
Liu Shuo said discontentedly, "What are you talking about? Would my brother lie to you?"
Xiao Ru, being a year younger than Zhou Yuwen and the others and a secondary vocational student, immediately smiled with her eyes forming crescents and said to Lu Lin, "So, sis, shall I take it seriously?"
"You start." Lu Lin said indifferently.
And with that, Xiao Ru happily went to break. She was skilled; her opening shot pocketed a ball, followed swiftly by two more.
Seeing this, Liu Shuo said to Zhou Yuwen, "Bro, she’s got skills, hasn’t she?"
Zhou Yuwen nodded, acknowledging her abilities.
"Your sister-in-law feels the pressure now." Zhou Yuwen seemingly said to Liu Shuo, but actually meant for Lu Lin to hear.
Lu Lin didn’t say anything.
When Xiao Ru missed her third shot, it was Lu Lin’s turn to play.
Lu Lin took a small hair tie out of her pocket and tied her hair up.
She looked the part.
Zhou Yuwen, however, said to Xiao Ru, "Don’t panic, you have plenty of school supplies."
Lu Lin, hearing this, gave Zhou Yuwen a big eye-roll.
Then, she took a shot.
Crack!
She pocketed a ball.
Crack! Another ball went in.
Just three shots, and she had caught up.
Xiao Ru, who had been leisurely after her turn, suddenly looked a bit uneasy upon seeing how Lu Lin played.
Mainly because Lu Lin’s initial moves clearly showed she was an expert, and watching her play was quite elegant, like during the third shot, when one cheek bounded by jeans sat on the pool table, then the cue stick, moving from below upward, gently touched and the cue ball started spinning, sending the colored ball right into the pocket.
There was one move played from behind the waist.
In the blink of an eye, four balls had gone in, yet Lu Lin still looked completely at ease.
This series of moves indeed astonished everyone, even passersby couldn’t help but take a second look—her playing was too impressive.
One of the shots was even a trick shot.
Then there was that type where, although the cue ball was blocked by the opponent’s two balls, Lu Lin actually managed to make the cue ball jump and hit her own ball.
In a twinkling, only the eight ball was left on Lu Lin’s side.
Lu Lin gently hit it, but didn’t touch the eight ball.
Clearly, Lu Lin was deliberately letting Xiao Ru win.
However, seeing the group of people beside them open-mouthed, Lu Lin was already very happy and looking at Zhou Yuwen, Lu Lin walked over to him in front of everyone and hugged him, smiling and winking, "Motorcycle, remember?"
Zhou Yuwen looked at her smug expression and said, "There’s still one ball left, what’s the rush?"
"Humph~"
At this moment, Xiao Ru did indeed feel threatened. Initially, she thought she could easily beat this amateur, as she was a professional in the billiard room. She didn’t expect the opponent to be an expert. Clearly, the last ball was let on purpose by Lu Lin.
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But Xiao Ru wanted to give it a try anyway.
So under the expectant eyes of the crowd, Xiao Ru, under pressure, hit one ball after another.
Meanwhile, Lu Lin appeared confident of winning, leaning on Zhou Yuwen while polishing her cue stick.
Zhou Yuwen quietly asked her, "You were supposed to learn business, and you’re utterly clueless about it."
Yet, you naturally excel in these leisure activities.
"You’re quite happy, aren’t you?"
Zhou Yuwen pinched the soft flesh around Lu Lin’s waist.
Lu Lin couldn’t help laughing and rolled her eyes at Zhou Yuwen.
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Zhou Yuwen asked Lu Lin if she really wanted the motorcycle.
Lu Lin confidently stated, "Now the question is whether you want to give it or not, the motorcycle is already mine."
"Unless you don’t want to give it," Lu Lin said.
Zhou Yuwen said, "If you put it that way, should I personally take the field?"
Lu Lin said, "Then get in the game."
Zhou Yuwen replied, "Alright then."
He then asked Xiao Ru to hand him the cue stick.
Xiao Ru, as if pardoned, handed the stick to Zhou Yuwen, who then asked Lu Lin if he should let her win.
Seeing Zhou Yuwen say this, Lu Lin actually felt a bit nervous, but based on her confidence in her own skills, she thought it shouldn’t be a problem.
She then told Zhou Yuwen, "Just play however you want."
Zhou Yuwen assumed his stance and said, "Alright then."
And just like that, with a smack of his cue.
The ball went in,
followed by a second shot.
Smack.
He pocketed two consecutive balls, and in the blink of an eye, only the eight ball and one of Zhou Yuwen’s balls were left on the table. Zhou Yuwen just had to finish his ball and then pocket the eight ball to win.
Lu Lin, who was initially full of confidence, now appeared somewhat less confident.
Zhou Yuwen saw the confidence that was rarely visible in her eyes, a pretense she tried to maintain in front of Zhou Yuwen but which he easily shattered, Zhou Yuwen found it amusing. Zhou Yuwen asked her if she still thought she could win the motorcycle?
Lu Lin, after hearing this, rolled her eyes at Zhou Yuwen and stopped looking at him.
Zhou Yuwen said, "How about this—beg me, and I’ll let you win a ball?"