"Brother, you're amazing!"
Qiao Ying sat next to him, clasping her hands together, her voice sweetly exclaiming in shock.
The admiration and obsession nearly spilling out of her eyes could make any adolescent's head spin.
Xue Jing just smiled and didn't speak.
Qiao Ying silently clenched her teeth, thinking to herself that this man was incredibly difficult to deal with, completely unmoved by her reaction.
But the flames in her heart, fanned by Xue Jing's indifference, burned uncontrollably wilder, bordering on madness.
'I must have him...'
'If all else fails, even by force...'
Qiao Ying thought fiercely.
Although that would ruin most of the fun, she couldn't stand it any longer. If she couldn't have him, she felt she would surely suffocate.
Unaware of the strange thoughts of the woman next to him, Xue Jing pinched his chin, thinking to himself:
"It seems I really can become a Gambling God."
