Lan Xiao was impressed by song Qiaoqiao.
This girl was very open. Even though she lost, she didn't see any jealousy or anger in song Qiaoqiao's eyes.
He lost with grace.
He could afford to gamble, but he could also afford to lose.
"Miss song, this is the first time I've seen a rich young lady like you. I won't be modest, and I don't want to say any more polite words. We'll meet again." Lan Xiao reached out his hand, as if he was going to shake song Qiaoqiao's hand and make peace.
Song Qiaoqiao wasn't bashful. She smiled and reached out to shake Lan Xiao's hand.
"My trip to Ling city today was not in vain. We will meet again."
Mo chengyun's eyes flickered as he looked at all of this. He glanced at song Qiaoqiao several times.
He leaned closer to brother Jiang and said,"this little girl is not bad. She doesn't hate him out of jealousy."
"The song family's youngest daughter has always been honest. Don't you know that?" brother Jiang smiled.
