Wedding Night: I Became the Female Supporting Character and Married the Villain!

55 Special Rules

That cocktail was bad news. It was slow-acting, but once it struck, it incapacitated just about anyone.

In the underground casino, there were some unspoken rules to this cocktail.

It was laced.

Some people who wanted to use this cocktail to win over a bunny girl attendant or a beauty would naturally make use of this rainbow cocktail.

Lin Xun was getting a little nervous.

This big-bellied masked man was obviously trying to trick Luo Ying. How could this be?

Luo Ying didn’t notice Lin Xun, who had come and gone in a hurry. Her eyes were focused on the cards.

The card-dealer girl held cards made of crystal in her hand and used wooden chips to distribute the cards to Luo Ying and Wu Wei.

According to the rules, the cards given to Luo Ying and Wu Wei were a mix of eight decks of cards.

This game seemed to be a test of luck, but people with skills could judge the cards by memory.

Wu Wei was a businessman, and his memory and calculation ability were solid. He did not think that he was going to lose against this petite and demure girl.

Wu Wei looked at the cards in his hand, his cloudy eyes gleaming.

The rules of this game were very simple. Whoever had 21 cards in their hands would win.

At that moment, the two players on the field had already dealt their fourth card.

Usually, when this happened, the winner would already be determined.

Wu Wei looked at the cards in his hand, and a lecherous smile appeared on his face. He had been in the casino for many years, and no one had been able to beat him on blackjack.

“Little girl, it’s not too late for you to admit defeat now. Before things turn ugly, why don’t we end this on a friendly note?”

Wu Wei looked at the cards he had just received and smiled.

He had just gotten a crucial card, and with this card, he had exactly 21 points.

Now that he had already won, he naturally wanted to see Luo Ying’s panic.

Luo Ying chuckled, and there was even some contempt in her eyes. She didn’t seem to have any intention to react to Wu Wei’s victory.

“Mr. Wu, there’s still one more card. Aren’t you calling it too soon?”

Luo Ying revealed the last card with a smile.

Luo Ying had a total of five cards in her hand, and the five cards added up to 12.

This was a very special rule for blackjack — five stars. If the five cards did not exceed 12 points, the players who had already formed 21 points on the field would be eliminated, and they would immediately win.

“What?” Wu Wei’s mouth was wide open in shock.

This rule could only be played if one was able to memorize more than ten decks of cards and was extremely lucky.

Luo Ying yawned and beckoned to the waiter to serve the wine.

Wu Wei gritted his teeth and ordered his men to bring Min Yu over.

Tears flowed down Min Yu’s face, and her entire body was trembling. She looked at Luo Ying with eyes full of gratitude.

“Mr. Wu, accept your defeat.”

Luo Ying picked up the cocktails and began to drink it, one by one.

Just as she was about to pick up the fourth glass, a pair of warm hands took the glass from her hand.

Immediately after, Wu Wei’s voice rose.

“What are you doing? Don’t you know who I am?”

The green wine dripped down Wu Wei’s face, making him look extremely pathetic.

Wu Wei took out a handkerchief and wiped the alcohol off his face. He looked at the man standing beside Luo Ying in disbelief.

The person standing beside Luo Ying was none other than Lu Zhao.

Lu Zhao had just taken the wine glass from Luo Ying’s hand and poured it directly on Wu Wei’s face.

“Mr. Wu, I congratulate you for D’Corporeal’s victory. Here’s a toast to you.”

Lin Ping, who was standing at the side, looked at Lu Zhao and frowned. “Mr. Lu, it is inadvisable to offend Mr. Wu.”

Before Lin Ping could finish his sentence, a glass of wine was splashed on his face.

Lin Ping took off his mask. His bangs were wet, and he looked very disheveled.

“Lu Zhao, you!” Lin Ping protested loudly.

“If you dare to touch my woman, I’ll splash it on anyone who’s here today, even if it’s your brother, your father, or your grandfather.” Lu Zhao’s voice seemed to be immersed in ice.

Lin Ping lowered his head when he heard this.

“Lin Ping, you’re on your own. Lin Xun, deal with Mr. Wu,” Lu Zhao said.