As memories of the past resurfaced, a hint of cold ruthlessness appeared in Nan Yan's eyes.
Quickly, she suppressed them, forcing herself not to dwell on those thoughts anymore.
There was no use in thinking about them now.
When she had enough power in the future, she could think about them then.
Shen Junqing sensed a fleeting coldness emanating from her and speculated that she might have recalled something unpleasant.
However, she had excellent emotional control, and in an instant, she returned to normal.
Everyone has their own secrets, and he had no intention of prying.
He merely reached out and patted her head, which was covered with a cap, and smirked, "Alright, today, Third Brother will see how Yan Yan dominates the gambling world."
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Inside the casino, the boss had a grim expression.
