I stormed down the mountain, took down all the big shots in the city, and the female CEO dragged me

Longshan Hot Spring Resort is a private high-end business venue that includes a golf course, horse farm, casino and other facilities.

The most famous part is the medicinal herb planting area on the back hill of the resort.

Due to its unique environment, it is a state-approved breeding base. Very few of the medicinal herbs produced there are sold to the public; those who can buy them are mostly upper-class individuals, and the majority are sent directly to research centers in Beijing.

The car passed through the stone archway and officially entered the resort. In the distance, luxury cars could be seen stopping at the entrance of the reception area from time to time, and the people getting out of the cars were all wealthy and powerful.

"Mr. Xu, rest assured, this place is absolutely safe. If the robbers really come after us, they're just asking for death."

Uncle Wang gave a reminder, and the car slowly came to a stop. A waiter in a suit stepped forward and opened the car door.

"Wake up, we're here."

Xu Yuan gently shook Zhang Ruonan, who was sleeping in his arms. She clung to Xu Yuan like a koala and refused to wake up.

"Are we there?" Zhang Ruonan rubbed against Xu Yuan's chest a couple of times, still half asleep.

A warm figure stepped forward from outside the car: "Miss Ruonan..."

With his hair covered in wax, Song Wenxuan reached out to help Zhang Ruonan out of the car, but when he saw her nestled in another man's arms, he stopped in his tracks.

His gaze fell on Xu Yuan, filled with doubt and gloom.

Zhang Ruonan stretched as she got out of the car, and Song Wenxuan's displeasure vanished instantly, replaced by a gentle smile.

"Ruonan, you must be exhausted from the journey. Would you like to go to your room and rest for a bit?"

Zhang Ruonan ignored his outstretched hand and politely declined, saying, "No need, I came here to have fun, not to sleep."

He turned around, took Xu Yuan's hand, and introduced her to Song Wenxuan: "This is Xu Yuan, my boyfriend."

"He is Song Wenxuan, the host this time."

"Boyfriend?" Song Wenxuan looked Xu Yuan up and down again. Apart from being fairer-skinned and having long hair, he wasn't much better looking than him.

He was determined to get Zhang Ruonan, as he needed the Zhang family's help for both the family business and his own personal gain.

Zhang Ruonan's looks are considered top-tier in the entertainment industry; anyone who can win over a woman like her will have a lot of face.

Song Wenxuan searched his mind for the name he had wished for, but couldn't recall which family's young master it belonged to.

Where did this foxtail grass come from?

Song Wenxuan was displeased to see Zhang Ruonan holding another man's arm, but he still maintained a good facade.

He glanced at the expensive watch on his wrist: "There's an auction before the banquet, so we'll have to wait a while. Everyone else has gone to the horse farm. Would you like to go have some fun?"

"To ensure everyone has a great time, we've arranged several extra horse races, which you don't usually get to see."

"Horse racing?"

Zhang Ruonan looked at Xu Yuan with her big, watery eyes: "Brother Yuan, do you want to go?"

"You can bet on horse racing, I wonder if you've ever played it before?" Song Wenxuan introduced to Xu Yuan with a smile.

"If the horse you bet on comes in first place, your winnings will double. It's a rare opportunity!"

"Of course, you don't necessarily have to bet on the first one. If you have a good eye, bet on a certain horse to come in third, and it really does come in third, then your principal will be multiplied."

"Horse racing? I've never actually seen it before," Xu Yuan said curiously.

"Let's go take a look together."

Song Wenxuan enthusiastically led the way.

He could tell from Xu Yuan's reaction that he had never played this kind of thing before.

For the bookmaker, dragging Xiaobai into the scheme is definitely profitable.

He wants to win more after winning, and he wants to turn the tables after losing. Today, he plans to see Xu Yuan make a fool of himself while winning a large sum of money from him.

Let's also take a look at Xu Yuan's family background.

After passing through the reception area, Xu Yuan and his companions boarded a shuttle bus and arrived at the horse farm. The horse farm was surrounded by stands, and a large, clear screen was playing footage of the horse farm.

I hope that when they enter the VIP stands, they can clearly see every detail of the racecourse.

The wealthy men and women in the VIP stands held glasses of red wine, looking down at the stadium and commenting on the game.

Upon seeing Zhang Ruonan, someone recognized her and stood up to greet her.

"Miss Zhang, you've arrived. Have you fully recovered?"

"You have no idea how worried I was. While you were asleep, I introduced your mother to so many doctors."

The woman, adorned with jewelry, held Zhang Ruonan's hand as if she were looking at her own daughter.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang," Zhang Ruonan replied politely.

Zhang Ruonan kept greeting people, while Xu Yuan stood to the side, looking down at the horse farm. As the countdown ended, seven horses were released at the same time, and the riders frantically cracked their whips, running forward as fast as they could.

"Number Seven..."

"Number Six..."

He could hear the shouts of the bettors around him. They would occasionally glance at the racecourse below and sometimes look down at the tablet in their hands, where the rapidly moving red dots were the numbers they had bet on.

"How about it? Want to play a round?"

Song Wenxuan's seductive voice rang in Xu Yuan's ear: "Since you're just idling around anyway, if you're lucky, you might even make a fortune."

"By the way, I haven't asked where you work, bro?"

"Professionally a gigolo."

"What?" Song Wenxuan thought he had misheard, and his eyes almost popped out of his head.

Does he know what it means to be a gigolo?

Everyone else keeps things to themselves, but you just blurted it out?

"Just kidding," Xu Yuan smiled calmly. "You can take it as meaning you're unemployed."

"Brother Xu is quite humorous." Song Wenxuan smiled awkwardly, already convinced that Xu Yuan was a prostitute.

I don't know what Zhang Ruonan was thinking. How could she have fallen for such a guy?

Maybe it's just for fun.

Once she's had her fill of fun and regains her senses, she'll realize that I'm the one most suitable for her.

Song Wenxuan secretly guessed that his hopes had greatly increased; it turned out that he was just a shield that Zhang Ruonan had found.

"Brother, let me tell you, a man must have money; you can't get by without it."

Song Wenxuan spoke earnestly to Xu Yuan: "You've come to the right place."

He pointed to the racehorses on the field: "Do you see them?"

"If you play just one game and win, you can turn your life around, own luxury cars and villas, and enjoy the rest of your life."

"Is it really that profitable?" Xu Yuan asked skeptically, as he had never played it before.

"Of course, would I lie to you?"

Song Wenxuan casually picked up a tablet, opened it, and handed it to Xu Yuan: "Listen to me, this time bet on number seven to come in first place, we'll definitely win."

Xu Yuan hesitated for a moment, and Song Wenxuan, seeing his interest, immediately added fuel to the fire.

"Are you broke?"

"How about I get you some to use first?"

Human desires are all hooked; once someone indulges in something, regardless of winning or losing, there will definitely be a next time.

"Look, they won ten million in one game."

Song Wenxuan pointed to the prize redemption voucher that the staff member next to him handed to the middle-aged man.

He patted Xu Yuan hard on the back: "You're not scared, are you? You're such a coward."

"What's the difference between a man who doesn't even have the courage to take a gamble and a woman?"

Xu Yuan knew he was deliberately using reverse psychology: "Then let's give it a try?"

He came down the mountain to experience all sorts of new and exciting things; the more unknown something is, the more interesting it becomes.

"That's right."

Song Wenxuan was overjoyed and quickly called the waiter over: "How much are you betting for your first round?"

Xu Yuan fumbled in his pockets and pulled out only a large bill.

"Excuse me, sir, our minimum price here is 20,000."