438 Anger Directed at the Winner

She did not know why she was actually anticipating something.

She anticipated if he would be flare up after she still refused to leave with him after he had pushed all of the casino's chips in front of her. Would he directly take out a gun and kill her?

She had sworn never to commit suicide, but if he killed her, it did not concern her anymore.

In a flash, she thought about her baby. Unfortunately, she could not die yet. She habitually placed her hand on her lower abdomen and protected her child with a gentle posture.

Du Yunfeng was still hollering about something, but Xia Ling stopped paying attention a while ago. She quietly looked at the increasing pile of chips in front of her. The entire casino was alarmed, and everyone came to watch. Some people even started to persuade him against it, but due to his status, they did not dare to pull him away.

Until suddenly, a fist heavily punched him in the face.