Jia - "..."
Thankfully, the crowd had left and only the trio was left or else Mingshen's claims would have caused a pandemonium.
"...How can you say it was rigged?"
"He wasn't so subtle in his proximity with the croupier. Who are you fooling anyway?"
With that question, Jia felt stupid. She lacked tears to shed.
So it wasn't my luck, after all?
Mingshen smiled. "I had some inside news about how certain gambling bets are played here."
She looked at him suspiciously. "Hang on. Even though Fei Nanyou might have had his setting with the dealer, why did he make me win all the rounds?"
"Who said only he was manipulating the result?"
Mingshen gave an expressionless side glance towards Zhuo Syaoran, who smiled back at him with poise.
"Why would I manipulate the game?"
"I never said that you were a straightforward man."
"I am a wheelchair bound person, Dr. Yang. What trickery do you expect from me?"
