Mù Qiānxún carelessly sat on a chair, looking at the Xin Xianglian's group while flashing a playful smile on her face, "Why not have your two friends here lend you their cards to make good use of? They seem quite well off given their fancy dresses. Borrowing from them? Shall we continue the 'battle'? I haven't had enough fun yet!"
As her words rang out, Ren Xuanyuan and An Meng both turned pale.
They realized that Mù Qiānxún's card might be nothing ordinary. Otherwise, how could she be so confident?
They did have money, with considerable credit limits on their cards. But if they really lent them to Xin Xianglian...
Xin Xianglian's cards were already maxed out, even her credit card must be problematic. Did they still expect Xin Xianglian to repay them?
This was a thankless task.
