Inside the room, Yu Han glanced at Yan Xia, who entered with Tang Jin, and said nothing.
As it turned out, Yan Xia was indeed a pro.
In less than half an hour of play, Yan Xia won several hands, every one of them from Yu Han's tiles.
Tang Jin excitedly extended his arms and wrapped them around her shoulders, "Xiaxia, you're my god of wealth!"
"Indeed," Yan Xia looked at him smugly.
Yu Han furrowed his brow, feeling rather irritable.
Since when had Yan Xia and Tang Jin become this close? How did he not know?
"Xia Yiwan, come and play in my place," Yu Han opened his mouth to say.
Si Mo gave him a sidelong glance, "You play yourself, she's going to replace me."
After saying that, Si Mo stood up and pulled Xia Yiwan, who was reading a novel on the sofa, over, "Come replace me in the game."
"I don't know how," said Xia Yiwan.
"I'll teach you."
Ignoring her refusal, Si Mo led her to the mahjong table, pressed her down onto the seat, and then sat closely next to her.
