Xiao Luye raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "If Rong Yan knows that Mo Jingshen was married to one woman—you—and that he took you with him even when he came to Beijing, she should know she has got no chance and stop pestering him."
"Yes, Miss Rong has given up, but her brother has not."
"That's not up to him. I know he may hate you because he always gets his sister anything she likes. Now his sister finally falls for a man, and Rong Cheng won't easily give up, even if Mo Jingshen has no interest in his sister."
Ji Nuan glanced upstairs where Rong Cheng had gone. She took a look at Xiao Luye. "Shall I go upstairs? Who is upstairs? Will they hit me?"
Xiao Luye smiled. "No one can hit you. With me here, no one dares to do anything to you. Just stay beside me and play the cards. It's easy to win millions."
"Really? You guys really have money to burn."
"Sort of." Xiao Luye smiled.
