Tang Jingyao sent a video over, behind him was the VIP room of the casino, with a sexy croupier dealing cards, a group of men and women gathered around the gambling table placing bets.
"Are you still at the hotel?" Tang Jingyao casually pushed the chips in front of him forward, the denomination of one hundred thousand per chip before him was nothing more than a pile of cheap plastic.
"Yeah." Fu Xingzhou tapped the screen with one hand, "What's up?"
"The guys thought you were back, wanted to invite you over for a few rounds." Tang Jingyao tapped off the ash from his cigarette, "Can you really sit still?"
"Why can't I sit still?"
"I thought Mr. Fu would rush back to play the hero."
Fu Xingzhou's hand movements didn't stop, his eyes and brows drooping coldly, "She's capable enough to solve it on her own, there's no need for me to meddle."
"Second young master, Brother Tang wants you to hurry back and play with him."
