About fifteen minutes later, the man’s hand holding the cards was trembling.
He placed the cards on the gambling table and said with trepidation,
"Bai, Master Bai, I’ve lost all the money I brought today." He was very relieved that the chips he had just exchanged were few. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveIꜰire.net
Upon hearing this, the man’s expression darkened slightly as he threw his cards out.
An impatient voice came from him, tinged with haste, yet clear and pleasant to hear.
The other onlookers, hearing this, wanted to dodge but couldn’t.
In Holy City, you can provoke Ais without fear of death, but with this man before you... I advise you not to harbor such suicidal thoughts.
Seeing no one dare to continue gambling with him, the man’s expression became more and more unsightly. Already in a bad mood, he was about to blow up, but in the end, he couldn’t even be bothered to.
Just as he was about to rise and leave, a voice cheerful like a child’s called out.
Before he could locate the owner of the voice, a lively figure darted past him and then sat across the gambling table.
Bai Tang blinked, surprised to see such a... a soft and cuddly young girl pop up in the casino.
The other male onlookers saw a young girl take the seat in front of them and exchanged glances, curious.
They all bent down, intending to get a look at who this young girl was.
With one glance, they couldn’t help but feel their hearts stir and admire her beauty.
It’s just... she looked too young, if only they could take her home and raise her for a few years, that would be quite nice.
Wen Xiao’ai, who had been hoping to make some money, was somewhat excited, yet didn’t expect them to crowd around and stare at her.
She suddenly felt uncomfortable.
"You, what are you looking at me for?"
"Where did this little milk baby come from, weaned off yet?" A man close to Wen Xiao’ai teased.
Wen Xiao’ai furrowed her brow and looked at him irritably, "What’s it to you, looking down on those who haven’t weaned? I’m... I’m older than your great grandma."
Hmph, what’s wrong with not having weaned, am I drinking your family’s milk?
"Hey miss, watch how you speak."
Being so bluntly contradicted by a young girl in front of so many people, the man felt he was losing face. He was about to give her a lesson, but then he felt a sharp gaze laced with a warning on his face.
Following the gaze, his heart sank the moment he met Bai Tang’s grim eyes.
Bai Tang’s face was expressionless as he uttered three words.
"Master Bai, I’m sorry, so sorry." The man bowed continuously to apologize.
This man was also the president of a listed company; him apologizing so humbly didn’t make anyone think any less of him, let alone mock him.
Because if they were in his shoes and had upset this master, they would be just as cowed.
Seeing the man speak up for her, Wen Xiao’ai’s impression of him improved involuntarily.
Well, he’s rather handsome too.
Still, I prefer Jun Moyan’s second brother, so gentle and soft-spoken, with an especially lovely voice.
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai stare unabashedly at him, Bai Tang withdrew his gaze from that man and met her eyes instead.
Such beautiful eyes, but were they colored contacts or... of mixed heritage?
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai daring to hold his gaze, openly curious about him, Bai Tang’s interest was piqued.
"You want to gamble with me?" He looked at Wen Xiao’ai with a wry smile.
"If not to gamble, why sit down?"
Wen Xiao’ai picked up the cards in front of her and looked at them, then asked, "Does it mean I get money if I win?"