Quiet.
Everyone was stunned.
After a brief moment of shock, all eyes simultaneously fell on the hand of tiles Qiao Jing had just laid down.
Hiss—
A pure suit!
Was her luck off the charts?
They had just shuffled the mahjong tiles!
Well, they had no choice but to start over.
Qiao Jing: "Bang!"
Qiao Jing: "Chow."
Qiao Jing: "Kong."
Qiao Jing: "Self-drawn."
"..."
"Aiyo—" Su Manhan rubbed her stomach, about to reach for a tissue to end the game when suddenly another wave hit her.
It must have been the fruit she ate too much of.
How was Qiao Jing doing playing for her by now?
This girl was so clueless she hadn't even touched mahjong tiles before.
The more Su Manhan thought about it, the less she thought of Qiao Jing.
Twenty minutes later, Su Manhan came out of the bathroom leaning on the wall, and Qiao Jing was still sitting at the table playing.