Billionaire's Gold Digger - Chapter 147
Mini Theater – Warm Water VS Spring Breeze
After several rounds of competition, this is the final round. Andy gently pushes out the last few cards in her hand, her voice clear and steady,
“Mr. Zhao, you should still have a pair of Ks and a 7 in your hand. You want to use that pair of Ks to suppress Mr. Meng’s straight at the end, then use Zhou Xun’s single Ace to block my way.”
“Mr. Meng, your straight is beautiful, but the key card you’re missing was just broken up and played by Zhou Xun. You won’t get it.”
“Zhou Xun, your biggest reliance is the pair of 2s in your hole cards, hoping to save them for a comeback at the end. But unfortunately, when you calculated the cards, you missed two single cards that have already been played. My straight flush is just one level higher than yours.”
Clearly, Andy is the absolute winner.
She calmly reveals her cards on the table–a nearly flawless, killer hand.
Our Andy is as outstanding as ever!
The whole room is silent for a second, then bursts into enthusiastic cheers and exclamations!
The three men look at each other, finally all shaking their heads and smiling, admitting defeat wholeheartedly.
“Impressive.”
“Admit defeat wholeheartedly.”
“Brilliant.”
Bao Yifan is showing off to the extreme at this moment, standing out like a peacock with its tail spread.
He puts his arm around Andy’s shoulder and shouts to the whole room,
“Come on! Who else?! Who else?! What do you call this? This is husband basics, wife is not basic!”
Fan Shengmei puts her hands on her hips, smiling as she says to the group of men with helpless expressions,
“Be careful, don’t mess with us. We have Andy holding down the fort on the 22nd floor!”
Bao Yifan immediately clings to Andy’s arm, rests his head on her shoulder, and acts spoiled,
“Me too~ I have Andy protecting me too~”
Andy is amused by him and gently pats his head.
Bao Yifan follows up with a rainbow compliment, “Master, you helped me get revenge for all my past grudges with this move. So cool.”
He stares at the three academic elites across from him, looking smug,
“Lost, right? Serves you right! When you have to pay up later, that’s when you’ll really feel the pain!”
Andy raises her eyebrows and smiles, “Alright, thanks for letting us win this time, gentlemen. From now on, whenever our Baozi is around, our family will cover the bill!”
“Wow—-”
“Long live Andy!”
“Mr. Bao is so generous!”
The atmosphere in the room is instantly ignited, except for Bao Yifan, who turns around to look at Andy in shock and disbelief.
Andy smiles and pats his shoulder, “Strictly speaking, you’re the big brother-in-law of the 22nd floor. Be generous.”
Clearly, this statement pleases Bao Yifan. He turns and hugs Andy, waving his hand grandly,
“Buy! All expenses tonight, Young Master Bao will pay!”
Fan Shengmei, holding a glass of orange juice, walks over to Jiang Xiaoguo, who is quietly sitting in the corner, and hands her a glass.
“Interesting, isn’t it?”
Fan Shengmei asks with a smile, her gaze sweeping over the lively crowd.
Jiang Xiaoguo takes the orange juice, nods vigorously, her eyes showing a hint of envy and emotion,
“You’re all amazing.”
Fan Shengmei sits down beside her, her tone full of the sighs of someone who’s been through it all,
“I remember when I first came to this city to work hard, my biggest goal was to own a small apartment of my own. It felt like only then would I truly be rooted.”
“Me too!”
Jiang Xiaoguo seems to have found resonance, her words pouring out, “Back then, I worked desperately to save money for a house, trying to get promoted and a raise, and ended up falling out with my old company.”
She pauses, her voice lowering a bit, “It was Mr. Zhou’s previous company.”
“Used as a stepping stone by others, right?”
Fan Shengmei laughs. After years in the workplace, she’s seen it all,
“Looks like no matter which city or what stage we’re at, the obsession we girls have to work hard is often the same. We just want a space that truly belongs to us, and then step by step grow into our own confidence.”
“Fan-Jie,”
Jiang Xiaoguo looks at her sincerely, “You’re very lucky, but also truly outstanding. Congratulations, you got what you wanted.”
“Thank you.”
Fan Shengmei says softly, her gaze a bit distant, “I’ve taken detours too, been confused too. Only later did I gradually understand that the most important thing in life is to see clearly your truest feelings inside–what kind of life you want, what kind of person you want to be. Once the answer is clear, choosing the corresponding path won’t feel awkward.”
She looks into the distance, her words meaningful, “In this world, some people choose ‘warm water’–within reach, stable and comfortable. If you can truly accept it, it’s also a kind of simple happiness.”
“And some people choose ‘spring breeze.’ You can’t see it or touch it, but it quietly nourishes everything, helping you take root and sprout.”
Fan Shengmei chuckles, “Actually, any choice is happiness, and each has its risks. In the end, it depends on whether you can always maintain the mindset you had when you made the choice, whether you can always keep your original intention.”
She sighs softly, “Back then, I didn’t have that cup of warm water within reach.”
Her gaze falls on Meng Yanchen not far away, a smile at the corner of her mouth,
“Looking at it now, having no choice seems to be a kind of luck too.”
Jiang Xiaoguo listens quietly, her gaze unconsciously drifting toward Zhou Xun, who is talking quietly with Meng Yanchen in the distance, lost in thought…
