The first of the updates,
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In a private room, the lighting was dim.
Miao Junfeng sat quietly on the leather sofa, cradling a stemmed glass in his hand, the red wine inside gently swaying with the movement of his hand.
He didn't bother to watch the gambling games on the casino floor—he had been so ruthlessly rebuked by that woman, almost losing all face.
Even without stepping out, he knew he had become the biggest joke among the young masters of Jincheng, especially since that woman actually used her own body to bet with another man, making it seem as though his head was instantly glowing green with cuckoldry.
The door to the private room opened and a slightly thin young man cautiously entered from outside.
"Is it over?"
Miao Junfeng didn't look at him, and asked in a very indifferent tone.
