Lu Ning's pupils constricted as she sucked in a breath of cold air. Yin Zhihan was one of the four seated at the main table.
He was here!
Yin Zhihan was wearing a navy blue sweater that opened into a V-neck. It complimented the pair of slim black pants he wore. Zhihan had styled his short brown hair in voluminous waves that framed his handsome features, enhancing his roguish charm under the warm light.
Beside him stood Ann.
"President Yin, your luck tonight is too good. You're cleaning us out!. The masque is about to start soon. How about this? Let's finish this with a bang. One game to play for keeps," one of the men suggested with an easy smile.
"Yes, yes. Let's do it that way. President Yin, bring all the chips. I'm sure President Yin is not short on money anyway. Haha..." echoed his fellow gamblers.
Yin Zhihan narrowed his eyes and turned to Ann, pinching her fair cheek. "Ann, why don't you decide?" he said casually.
