Clearly, the two men were shocked by the stakes laid out before them.
These two men were just ordinary guys, far from meeting Li Tingting's standards for a partner.
The gambling round worth two million RMB started again, and as the tall, skinny young man across them began dealing the cards, his expression shifted ever so slightly. This time, Li Tingting made the first move, speaking softly,
"You're not having good luck, I'll open this round for you."
Seeing the other party nod, Li Tingting took a deep breath, extended her tender, fair hand, and gently flipped over the playing cards before her.
The card's face was high, at least much higher than any of Chu Mo's previous hands. Just as Li Tingting thought she had the winning hand, Yin Yao also revealed his cards, and then, without any suspense, he won the round again.
"Sorry, Brother Chu, I've won this round again."
This was Yin Yao's tenth consecutive win.
