The corner of the young girl's lips curved into a charming smile.
Her brows and lashes relaxed.
Her entire figure was lively and eye-catching.
The bank notes were returned.
With just one round, she had earned a potful of spoils.
Among the envious gazes from the crowd, someone exclaimed, "That's such unbelievable luck!"
"Which sir's young son is this? Impressive!"
"It's mainly because he's rich, daring enough to bet huge banknotes! If I win this round, I'll bet like that too!"
The words came out with a sour tone.
The sourness of a lemon couldn't hide it.
With a glance from Lu Jingzhi, Qing Wuya walked away from the table.
The boat was fully equipped, and even had wine and cakes, making people couldn't help but praise, "Truly a place for pleasure-seeking."
They changed locations, and Lu Jingzhi consumed a piece of pastry in just two bites, mumbling, "I'm starved."
