Just when the second game started, Master Minglian told the rules.

Ye Xuanji was distracted at that time and could not hear clearly.

It is natural to feel that the prices of these three games should be the same.

"It's not half a hundred thousand taels..."

Mo Qingcheng's apologies were even heavier.

Ye Xuanji's face turned slightly pale and she forced a smile: "How many ten thousand taels is that? Don't keep it a secret, okay?"

"Double!" Mo Qingcheng answered two words.

Doubled?! Ye Xuanji felt a breath of blood rushing to the top door: "In other words, you lost 1.4 million taels in this game?"

"Xuan Ji, you are so smart."

Mo Qingcheng smiled and flattered her.

Ye Xuanji only felt stars appearing in his eyes.

These Venus turned into a line of big words in front of her eyes: Become a pauper again! Become a pauper again!

A man held her arm, and the elegant voice rang in her ear: "Xuan Ji, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Xuanji calmed down, and finally no longer had any more flowers in front of him. He looked at him coldly: "Let go!"

She was afraid that she would not be able to help but pounce on him and strangle him to death.

This guy played two games of chess, which made her feel like she was riding a roller coaster, and the ups and downs made her want to vomit blood...

Mo Qingcheng looked at her yaksha face and finally let go.

Sighing: "Xuan Ji, aren't you hungry? I still want to take you to eat."

Hungry? She's so angry!

If I hadn't said I was hungry just now and wanted to go out to eat, this guy wouldn't have played the wrong chess, nor would he lose so badly...

Ye Xuanji was almost in tears.

He slapped the 700,000 taels of silver notes in his hand on the table, turned around and left without saying a word.

"Slow!" Master Minglian, who had been watching the wall, suddenly spoke: "You still have a chance to play."

What?

Ye Xuanji was stunned for a moment and turned around.

Isn't it a three-game decision?
Chapter completed!