The Genius System Without Equal

Just when Chu Yue and Bai Ling were about to open the car door, a man with a dry, raspy voice approached them from behind. He came out of nowhere, and it creeped them out.   “Please wait, ladies!”   His voice sent shivers up their spine. They felt uneasy being alone on an empty […]

So, the cat was out of the bag: Xiao Luo knew all along that Chu Yue was the one who’d cooked up this nefarious scheme. Standing face to face with his stormy gaze and dagger eyes, she felt a pang of guilt, as if she had committed a serious crime.   The other guests were

“Do you have evidence that I stole something?”   Xiao Luo looked at the security guard square in the eye and denied taking anything from the villa.   The other security guards took a step forward in solidarity, bracing themselves for a confrontation. They gave Xiao Luo a cold stare of disdain.   Gritting his

The Ka-drrum of red and black balls being potted into holes was like a giant drum beating on everyone’s soul.   As the referee, the Fu Family’s butler re-spotted the colored balls and said, “He has already potted ten balls in a row!”   Moreover, aside from the ten-consecutive pottings, all the balls potted after

Without a word, Ye Yingying walked to the table with exceptionally focused eyes.   In this game, she wanted to showcase all of what she was capable of unreservedly, win back her bank card and watch, and all the more, let Xiao Luo lick her heels clean in front of everyone, so as to vent

All the guests were stunned. Chu Yue and Bai Ling, who were far away, also straightened up their bodies.   Yikes! The ball went in!   The pink ball was potted into a hole!   A brute-force thrust that sent the white ball bumping around like a headless fly hit the pink ball. And not

Ka-drrum   Ka-drrum   Following the crisp sounds of balls potting into holes, the number of red balls on the table were decreasing at speeds visible to the naked eye. Ye Yingying’s score was also steadily increasing from 10 to 17, 25, 30.   “Yingying is going to clear the table!”   “Even the veteran

Xiao Luo ignored the crowd’s taunting, waved the cue stick, and said to Ye Yingying, “Can you let me practice for three minutes? It’s been a while. I’m rusty.”   Ye Yingying sneered, “Three minutes? I can give you ten or thirty minutes if you want.”   “Nah, three minutes will do. And please brief

Snooker?   Xiao Luo was quiet. This plan was another one of Chu Yue’s tricks. He unconsciously revealed a smooth arc at the corner of his mouth as he replied, “I’ve only played pool. Never tried snooker before!”   Fu Jiawei chuckled in his heart: It would be odd if you’d tried something as high

She revealed a devilish grin.   Bai Ling’s body quivered. She crossed her hands in front of her chest, feigned a delicate and charming look, and said sweetly, “Young Mistress Chu, I’ve accidentally spoken out of turn. I beg your forgiveness, for I’ve displayed much sincerity.” Then, she quickly diverted Chu Yue’s attention. “Look, Xiao