Chapter 182: Young Master Lan's Little God of Wealth_1
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He came closer from behind, tightened his grip around her waist, and whispered in her ear, "Relax, don't be nervous. Even if you lose, it's not your money to lose."
Those words were no comfort to Yuanya, as she was just an ordinary person.
Even though it wasn't her own money, she dared not treat it lightly!
She sneakily glanced at her cards and then, under the watchful eyes of everyone urging her, she made her bet.
"One hundred thousand..."
The big bosses in the room, looking at the lone one hundred thousand chip left on the table, had all sorts of feelings bubbling within them.
That amount was usually what they used just to tip the croupier, okay?
Lan Xiu had let a woman take the stage, and they had been surging with the hope of winning big, but this woman was too timid!
Unable to contain his amusement, Duan Jingwen chuckled and then also put forth a chip of one hundred thousand.
"I'm in!"