Suddenly, the atmosphere sank.
Wen Wan glanced at Rong Xiya and suddenly found it amusing. They had already had such an unpleasant altercation that day, yet she was here to stir up more trouble today? Could it be that she wasn't giving up yet?
"Xiya, can't you be more magnanimous?" Mo Si'ai couldn't help but accuse, "My brother doesn't like petty women."
Rong Xiya felt somewhat embarrassed and promptly went to the restroom.
Soon, the dead atmosphere was revitalized by a startling move from Rong Zifeng.
"Haha, a clean sweep!" Rong Zifeng was ecstatic, "Damn, I finally won one."
"Damn! Just now you were talking about your bad luck!" Ling Xiangyu glanced over and cursed.
Mo Siluo squinted at Rong Zifeng's cards, instantly understanding everything.
Seeing Mo Siluo's probing gaze, Wen Wan felt somewhat uneasy, "Why are you looking at me? I dealt you two cards already, it's your own bad luck, can you blame me?"
"Come here!" Mo Siluo ordered directly.
