The food was brought over, and Qin Guanglin happily slipped his phone into his pocket.
The beans had already surpassed fifty thousand, but there was still a bit less than half to go. He had to be more cautious, especially since he could only play in high-stakes games now—where winning big and losing big were both possible. A stretch of bad luck could set him right back to square one.
Sun Wen frowned as he looked at the sour and spicy cabbage over rice in front of him, feeling even sicker than before.
Eating vegetarian and still having to argue, what kind of life was this?!
How did he end up like this?
"Eating vegetarian is good, healthy," Qin Guanglin saw his expression and knew what he was thinking, so he offered some advice.
"My body can't survive on just vegetables."
Sun Wen sighed, pushed the vegetables to one side, and began eating his rice with just a little bit of vegetables.
