This subordinate wasn't the previous Ah Yong, and he had no idea what had happened.
He scratched his head in confusion, "Brother Chen, there was only her gambling table empty downstairs, so I called her up."
A faint smile hung on the edge of He Chen's thin lips, his eyes darting between Li Qiao and Shang Yu, then he waved to the dealer, "Come in and deal the cards, and remember to keep your eyes in check."
The innocent-looking dealer's face showed a hint of embarrassment, but she was also afraid of He Chen's means and power, carefully squeezing into the gambling table, yet her gaze still uncontrollably glanced at Shang Yu.
Li Qiao sharply sensed some unusual information and, when she looked at the dealer, she happened to catch her stealing glances at Shang Yu.
Admiration, reverence, shy and timid.
Well, that looked rather irritating.
