Chapter 521 How About Two Games?

"Okay, I gave you a chance. If you lose, don't say I'm merciless."

Jules smiled slightly, turned to Connie, bowed, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, if I win by chance, would it be an honor to invite Your Highness to watch the horse race tomorrow?"

Mickey's face turned red with anger at Jules' words. Before the competition, this guy had already started thinking about winning, and even used it to invite Princess Connie!

How could this make me feel so embarrassed?

Brewer next to him frowned, with a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, and said softly: "His Royal Highness has a busy schedule, so I'm afraid I don't have time to agree to your invitation. Jules, you'd better concentrate on the game."

Jules was stunned for a moment and looked at Brewer. Brewer narrowed his eyes slightly and his eyes were a little sharper.

The two people's eyes met in the air, seeming to spark invisible sparks.

Jules seemed to be no match for Brewer's sharp eyes. He lowered his gaze and said softly: "Your Highness, I'm sorry, I was rude."

Jules turned around and stared at Mickey, with a cold look in his eyes: "Come on, Mickey."

Qin Yang looked at this scene and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

interesting.

This Jules seems to have some interest in Connie, but it is obvious that Brewer also has the same interest. Jules invited Connie, which obviously made Brewer unhappy. The two looked at each other, and Jules obviously couldn't resist the defeat. Array is coming.

I just don’t know the origin of this Brewer, but I guess it’s not that simple.

Connie smiled reservedly and looked at everything in front of her without speaking.

Qin Yang couldn't help but wonder, does this kind of scene happen so often that Connie can handle it with ease?

Qin Yang was looking at it interestingly. Connie turned her head and looked at Qin Yang's raised eyebrows, which seemed to be a smile. The smile on her face suddenly became unbearable.

There was no way she could help it. When she saw Qin Yang now, she couldn't help but think of those two words.

The sense of substitution is too deep and too vivid.

She walked up to Qin Yang calmly, sat down next to Qin Yang without any hesitation, bit her lip, glared at Qin Yang, and hummed: "Is it funny?"

Qin Yang held back his laughter and whispered: "It's quite funny. Are you usually surrounded by people like this?"

Connie blinked: "Absolutely."

Qin Yang chuckled and said, "How do you feel?"

Connie whispered helplessly: "It's actually quite boring. In fact, I don't know. These people value my identity more than me as a person."

Qin Yang comforted him with a smile: "Don't belittle yourself. Although you are a princess, you are also very beautiful. Others may not be attracted to you."

Connie rolled her eyes at Qin Yang and said, "Are you enjoying watching the fun?"

Qin Yang nodded frankly: "It's quite interesting. It's much more interesting than the activities of the previous two days."

Connie turned her eyes and looked at Jules and Mickey who had already picked up their clubs at the bottom of the steps: "What do you think of this game?"

Qin Yang smiled: "I guess that Mickey will lose again."

Connie asked with a smile: "Why do you say that?"

Qin Yang picked up the water glass next to him and took a sip: "No matter what kind of competition or sport, a restless mind will always bring bad negative effects, especially in a game like billiards that requires precise control of force and angle. A restless mind will only make people lose their temper." He has lost his level, and from Jules’s confident look, he knows that he must be good at this. This result seems to go without saying. "

Connie smiled and said, "You see it quite clearly. Can you play?"

Qin Yang smiled: "Of course I can play billiards. This sport is not complicated."

Connie's face showed a look of anticipation: "Looking at your expression, your skills should be pretty good. Are you interested in playing around?"

Qin Yang turned to look at Connie: "With you?"

Connie chuckled: "Why, do you think girls can't play well?"

"Of course not. We in China have a nine-goal queen. She is beautiful and her skills are very good..."

Connie gave her a look that told you she could talk: "We are just going out to play anyway. Wouldn't it be too boring if we just sit like this all the time?"

Qin Yang retorted: "Don't you find your party boring? I don't seem to see you doing anything practical, so you are busy with etiquette, self-bragging and compliments."

Connie rolled her eyes at Qin Yang: "You have a deep prejudice against the British nobles."

Qin Yang touched his nose and smiled: "I just like to be simple and rough, and I don't like to be circuitous, especially doing things that everyone is obviously impatient and don't want to do, but have to do. I like to live It has to be simple.”

There was a hint of envy in Connie's eyes: "Actually, I envy your life. You have the ability to make your own decisions. You can live however you want. I carry the name of a princess, but I can't live as freely as you. , there are always a lot of things you can’t help yourself with.”

Qin Yang nodded understandingly: "You only see the surface. Who doesn't have things they can't control? I'm not the same."

Connie asked curiously: "What is it that you can't help yourself about? Is it something about the company?"

Qin Yang shook his head: "No, I basically give up on everything in the company. Things related to money are not big things and I can put them aside. However, relationships and grudges cannot be put aside. My master has some enemies. , because of this, I need to fight with others, whether I want to or not."

Connie looked at Qin Yang with some sympathy: "I thought you didn't have any worries, but I didn't expect you did."

Qin Yang smiled helplessly: "Who doesn't have worries, especially after entering society..."

Connie hummed and didn't ask any more questions.

The two turned their eyes and looked at Jules and Mickey who were playing at the bottom of the stairs. Just as Qin Yang had expected, although Mickey's skills were really good, he was made impatient by Jules, and the gap widened after a few strokes.

Mickey, who was getting more and more impatient, made mistakes continuously, and then lost three games in a row, and directly lost the bet between himself and Jules.

After Jules won, his face was still reserved, as if everything was within his expectations, and he looked unperturbed by honor and disgrace. In Qin Yang's opinion, this expression was very annoying.

Mickey gritted his teeth and looked at Jules with a red face, but he was helpless. He knew that he made mistakes today, but he could only blame himself and no one else.

"You win!"

Although Mickey was embarrassed, he still admitted defeat with gritted teeth. After admitting defeat, he turned around, his face flushed, and he looked like he was ready to leave.

Qin Yang's heart moved. If Mickey left, he would lose a chance to get close to him.

Qin Yang stood up, put his water cup on the table next to him, and smiled at Jules: "Mr. Jules, seeing how exciting you guys are playing, I'm a little itchy too. Are you interested in playing two games?"