great-warnovel Chapter 161 Billiards Table Slam! The Fourth Brother pinned her to the edge of the table: Sister-in-
Chapter 161 Billiards Table Slam! The Fourth Brother pinned her to the edge of the table: Sister-in-
"Snapped!"
A crisp yet muffled impact echoed beneath the luxurious dome of the Royal Billiards Club.
Magistrate Fang watched helplessly as the white ball, as if it had eyes, traced a strange arc across the green velvet tabletop, precisely and ruthlessly smashing his black ball, which he could have easily pocketed with a gentle push, to pieces, sending it flying off the table.
"Oh, Lord Fang, you flatter me."
Standing opposite him, Master Sun was no longer the timid and subservient figure he had been in the county office. He held a gold-inlaid sandalwood golf club, adjusted the non-prescription gold-rimmed glasses he'd gotten from Master Qin, and grinned like a weasel that'd stolen a chicken.
"This snooker game was taught to me personally by Master Qin. What's it called... 'The Decisive Move'."
"A...a fatal blow?"
Magistrate Fang's hands trembled as he touched his waist.
There used to hang a piece of his ancestral mutton-fat jade pendant there, a family heirloom of the Fang family, and also his last gamble tonight.
But now, that jade pendant is quietly lying in Master Sun's pocket.
"Sun Wukong! You...you conspired together! You set a trap for me!"
Magistrate Fang was so angry that he trembled all over and pointed at Master Sun's nose, about to curse him.
"Sir, you can't just say things like that."
Master Sun leisurely wiped the end of the pole with the blue chocolate powder, making a "shush" sound.
"This is called 'technical exchange.' Besides, this is the Qin family's territory. If you cause a scene... it wouldn't be very respectable, would it?"
Upon hearing the name "Qin family," Magistrate Fang's flaring anger was instantly extinguished, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head.
He instinctively shrank back, his gaze drifting fearfully towards the VIP area in the center of the hall, illuminated as brightly as day by the crystal chandelier.
That place is the real battlefield.
If his side is a battle of wits, then over there, a lively and engaging "teaching session" is unfolding.
There stood a specially made snooker table, larger than a regular one.
Qin Yue (the fourth brother) was leaning lazily against the edge of the table.
Tonight he wore a wine-red velvet vest with a strong Western Regions feel, over which was a snow-white shirt, with the cuffs rolled up to reveal a section of his fair but well-defined forearm.
Those peach blossom eyes, which always carried a hint of a smile and a hint of calculation, were now fixed intently on the petite figure in front of him.
Su Wan.
She had just been taught how to hold the bar by Qin Yun (Old Six), and now Old Six was sent away by Qin Yue under the pretext of "going to get the best chocolate powder".
At this moment, the Fourth Master, who controls the economic lifeline of the Qin family, is personally taking over this "teaching" session.
"Sister-in-law, what Lao Liu taught you just now was wrong."
Qin Yue gently tapped the golf club on the ground, making a muffled thud. He walked behind Su Wan, his voice deep and resonant, possessing a magnetic quality like aged red wine:
"Old Liu is a novice; he only knows how to use brute force. This billiards... is all about skill and finesse."
"Also... a posture."
Su Wan was currently lying face down on the pool table.
The tight-fitting riding outfit accentuated her figure perfectly. To aim at the distant red ball, she had to lower her upper body extremely low, almost touching the dark green velvet rug.
This posture caused her back to arch in a breathtaking curve, while her pert buttocks were raised high, like a ripe peach, exuding a silent allure under the light.
Qin Yue's Adam's apple bobbed violently.
He didn't start teaching immediately.
Instead, he stood directly behind her, his gaze brazenly, greedily, and unabashedly following her cloud-like hair, slender neck, and sunken waist, all the way down to the taut curve of her hips.
That look in his eyes... he wasn't watching the game at all.
They were clearly eyeing their prey.
"Sister-in-law, you need to lower your waist a little more."
Qin Yue took a long stride forward.
No social distancing was maintained.
His chest pressed directly against Su Wan's back.
"Well……"
Su Wan froze.
Even through two layers of clothing, she could clearly feel the man's burning body temperature behind her, as well as the vibrations caused by his rapid heartbeat.
"Fourth brother...we're too close..."
Su Wan tried to straighten up, but Qin Yue pressed down on her shoulder with one hand.
"Don't move."
Qin Yue's voice became a little hoarse. He leaned down, gently resting his chin on Su Wan's shoulder, and turned his head so that his lips almost covered her small, delicate earlobe.
"If this shot goes wide... Lord Fang's side will lose so badly that he won't even be able to keep his official seal."
"What?" Su Wan was startled and subconsciously looked at Magistrate Fang in the far corner.
Magistrate Fang was seen with a mournful face, clutching the bronze seal that symbolized his status as an official of the imperial court, looking as if he had lost his parents.
"My sister-in-law's shot is not just about the ball, but also about people's hearts."
Qin Yue chuckled softly, his warm breath sending a shiver of pleasure through her ear.
"So...I need to concentrate."
As he spoke, he extended his long, jade-like hand, which he usually only used for counting money and operating an abacus, and covered Su Wan's right hand that was holding the golf club.
His hands were large, dry, and warm, with calluses on his fingertips from years of handling jade.
He didn't use force, but rather with an extremely ambiguous caress, enveloping each of her fingers one by one.
"Don't grip the club too tightly."
Qin Yue guided her hand, sliding it back and forth along the smooth maple wood club as if testing it:
"It should be held as if...as if holding the most precious thing."
"Sizzle—sizzle—"
That was the sound of a wooden pole rubbing against skin.
In the quiet VIP box,
"Did your sister-in-law sense it?"
Qin Yue pressed against her back, and with each swing of his club, his hip inevitably swayed.
Su Wan's face instantly turned bright red, as if she had been thrown into a boiling pot of rouge. She could easily see the double meaning in the old fox's words!
"Qin Yue! You...you need to be serious!"
She tried to pull her hand away in shame and anger, but Qin Yue held it even tighter.
"I'm very serious."
Qin Yue looked completely innocent, but his peach blossom eyes were full of mockery:
"Did my sister-in-law misunderstand?"
Or perhaps...
He suddenly lowered his body, pressing Su Wan down onto the table even harder.
The dark green velvet sagged slightly as it bore the weight of the two people.
Su Wan felt a tightness in her chest, and the pressure from behind made it hard for her to breathe.
She was like a white rabbit pinned down by a cunning fox, with nowhere to escape.
Qin Yue bit her ear and whispered maliciously.
"No...no..." Su Wan pleaded, her voice trembling with tears, "Hurry up and finish this ball..."
"Okay, I'll do whatever you say, sister-in-law."
Qin Yue curled his lips in triumph.
He stopped teasing her and instead composed himself, his gaze instantly becoming sharp.
He took Su Wan's hand and aimed at the red ball that was stopped at the bottom pocket.
"I've got my eye on it."
"That's it."
"Take a deep breath..."
Qin Yue's arm muscles were taut, and the sense of power ready to be unleashed was transmitted to Su Wan without reservation through their close physical contact.
"Strike!"
"Bang!"
A crisp sound.
The white ball struck the red ball heavily, like a white lightning bolt.
The red ball fell into the pocket.
But it's not over yet.
As if by magic, the white ball produced an extremely strong low spin after the impact, slowly but steadily rolling back to the position next to Su Wan.
Come to a complete stop.
Just like where Qin Yue was standing, he was in control of the entire situation.
"nice shot!"
Magistrate Fang, watching from afar, was dumbfounded and subconsciously exclaimed "Good!"
The power, the positioning, the control... it's simply divine!
"It's in."
Qin Yue did not get up immediately.
He remained in the position of pressing down on Su Wan's back, watching the red ball fall into the bag, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
"My sister-in-law is amazing."
He gently blew a breath into her ear:
"So accurate on the first try."
"It seems my sister-in-law is very talented."
"You must come to my place often in the future. I will teach you every night."
Su Wan was completely limp at this point, and if she hadn't been supporting herself on the table, she would have slid off long ago.
She was panting heavily, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead and a few strands of hair sticking to her cheeks, making her look both disheveled and alluring.
"Get up...get up..."
She nudged Qin Yue's arm.
Qin Yue then slowly straightened up and casually tidied his slightly disheveled cuffs.
But he did not let Su Wan go.
He reached out and gently wiped the sweat from Su Wan's forehead with his fingertips, then casually pursed his lips.
"My sister-in-law is sweating."
"Billiards...it really is a physically demanding sport."
"I'm sorry to have tired you out, sister-in-law."
Their eyes and tone made it seem as if what they had just done wasn't a billiards lesson, but rather... a fight between fairies.
……
At this moment, Magistrate Fang, who had lost everything except his underwear (an exaggeration), finally walked over with a mournful face.
"Fourth Master Qin... Madam Qin..."
Magistrate Fang held the heavy official seal in his hands, his hands trembling:
"I...I have lost everything."
"Could this seal... be used to offset some of the silver?"
Qin Yue turned around, his ambiguous expression instantly vanishing, replaced by the shrewd face of a businessman.
He took the official seal from Magistrate Fang and weighed it in his hand.
"Lord Fang, this thing... is worthless to me."
Qin Yue casually tossed the official seal, a symbol of power, onto the billiard table.
"Clang!"
The official seal rolled a few times on the table before finally stopping next to the black ball.
"This..." Magistrate Fang's face turned ashen.
"However..."
Qin Yue changed the subject, picked up a blue chocolate powder, and slowly wiped the end of the stick:
"If you're willing to do me a small favor... not only can I get this seal back, but the bill of three thousand eight hundred taels can also be wiped clean."
"What kind of help? Fourth Master, just say it! As long as it doesn't involve murder or arson, I'll do it!" Magistrate Fang said as if he had grasped at a straw.
Qin Yue smiled.
He walked to Su Wan's side, and very naturally reached out to put his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace and letting her head rest against his chest.
"It's very simple."
Qin Yue pointed to the pool table:
"Our Qin family is planning to start a 'billiards league' and needs official endorsement."
"As long as Lord Fang goes back and issues an official document, he should say that billiards is a gentleman's sport that is 'beneficial to the mind and body,' and call on all the people of the county to participate actively."
"besides……"
He lowered his head, playing with the ribbon hanging from Su Wan's waist:
"Clear out that empty space in the backyard of the county government office and make it my branch."
"As for the rent... we'll use this stamp to pay it off."
Upon hearing this, Magistrate Fang nearly fainted.
Turn the county government office into a billiards hall?!
This is... this is putting the imperial court's face on the ground!
But look at that exorbitant bill, and then look at those Qin family security guards standing in the shadows, watching with predatory eyes.
Magistrate Fang swallowed hard.
"OK!"
"I...I'll go back and write the official document right away!"
"Billiards... is definitely good for the mind! It's definitely good for the body!"
"Especially that move that Fourth Master taught Madam Qin just now... it was simply... truly..."
After hesitating for a long time, looking at Qin Yue's ambiguous smile, Magistrate Fang finally managed to utter a sentence:
"It's simply a masterpiece of nature! Profound yet simple! Straight to the heart of the matter!"
"puff--"
Su Wan couldn't help but laugh out loud, then blushed and buried her head in Qin Yue's arms.
Qin Yue nodded in satisfaction, reached into his pocket and took out a land deed that he had prepared long ago (it was all planned in advance), and pushed it in front of Magistrate Fang along with the official seal.
"Then I'll trouble you, Lord Fang... to leave your fingerprint."
Magistrate Fang shakily reached out and pressed a button into the red clay box.
Then, he pressed down heavily on that document that resembled a contract of servitude.
"Smack."
The red mark fell.
The smile in Qin Yue's eyes deepened.
He ignored Magistrate Fang and instead looked down at Su Wan in his arms.
"Sister-in-law, look."
"How's my business going...?"
Su Wan looked up at him, her peach blossom eyes sparkling with smugness, just like a fox that had just stolen a chicken and was wagging its tail for praise.
"You...you schemed against me," Su Wan muttered softly.
"I only scheme against outsiders."
Qin Yue lowered his head, his nose affectionately brushing against hers, his voice so gentle it could melt your heart:
"To my sister-in-law..."
"I never scheme."
"I just... want to give my sister-in-law the best."
"Including my money, my shop, and..."
He grabbed Su Wan's hand and placed it over his heart, which was hidden beneath his suit vest:
"And here too."
……
It was almost dawn when I left the billiards club.
Magistrate Fang seemed to have his soul drained away as he drifted back to the county office.
Looking at the empty backyard, and thinking about how construction would begin tomorrow to turn it into a billiards hall, he felt a pang of sadness.
"This official position... is untenable."
"The Qin family... they're trying to sideline me!"
And just then...
The sound of horses' hooves broke the silence of dawn.
Qin Meng, the third son of the Qin family, rode a magnificent and tall horse, rushing to the entrance of the billiard hall like a whirlwind.
"sister in law!"
Qin Meng dismounted with a swift and dashing movement, exuding a fierce and powerful aura.
He was carrying a bamboo basket that was still dripping with dew.
"I just went to the back hill and the strawberries are ripe!"
Qin Meng rushed to Su Wan in a few steps, completely ignoring Qin Yue beside him.
He lifted the leaves from the basket as if presenting a treasure.
Inside lay bright red strawberries, each about the size of an egg.
"I guarded this all night, keeping out the birds, especially for my sister-in-law!"
Qin Meng's rugged face wore a simple, honest smile, and morning dew still clung to his forehead.
"Sister-in-law, try it! Is it sweet?"
Su Wan had just emerged from the ambiguous atmosphere at the pool table, and seeing Qin Meng's sincere and enthusiastic demeanor warmed her heart.
She picked up a strawberry and took a bite.
Juice overflows.
"Sweet." She smiled, her eyes crinkling.
"Hehe, as long as it's sweet!"
Qin Meng chuckled and scratched his head, then suddenly leaned closer, his wild eyes fixed on Su Wan's lips:
"Sister-in-law...why are your lips so red?"
"Did the fourth brother bully you?"
As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head and glared at Qin Yue, like a vicious dog guarding its food:
"Fourth brother! Did you take your wife out to do some shady stuff again?!"
Qin Yue slowly adjusted his cuffs, smiling nonchalantly:
"Third Brother, this is called sports."
"Besides..."
He glanced at Su Wan's lips, which were even redder from the strawberry juice, and licked his teeth meaningfully:
"My sister-in-law really liked my 'pole technique' just now."
"What did you say?!" Although Qin Meng didn't quite understand, his intuition told him that this was not a serious matter, so he rolled up his sleeves and was ready to fight.
"Alright, alright!"
Su Wan quickly stepped between the two, grabbing one of them with each hand:
"Go home! I want to go home and sleep!"
……
The morning sun shines on the streets of the Wolf Fang Special Zone.
Magistrate Fang stood at the entrance of the county government office, watching the two brothers escort Su Wan away, one on each side.
A seemingly refined scoundrel, full of scheming.
A loyal and devoted dog, full of passion.
"This Madam Qin..."
Magistrate Fang shook his head and sighed deeply:
"This is hardly a life of luxury..."
"This is clearly...walking a tightrope!"
"If you're not careful... you'll be eaten alive, leaving not even a crumb!"
He touched the contract with his fingerprint on it in his pocket and suddenly felt...
Actually, she sold herself to the Qin family...
Also good.
At least in the future, I'll get a discount when playing billiards, right?