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Sun Xiyu didn't stand on ceremony, and when Jiang Chen said he didn't want it, he actually took the opportunity to back down and really didn't give it.

Zheng Jingjing felt incredibly pained, as if the money had flown away from her own pocket, but after all, she hadn't won it, so she couldn't ask for it from someone else.

Prodigal!

Idiot!

Pighead!

From then on, Jiang Chen had a few more nicknames in her heart.

The setting sun cast its slanted rays.

After playing cards for a while, it was time for dinner.

Zhong Yongfeng probably still felt stifled inside, and went out to smoke with a few gents.

Sun Xiyu said he was going to fetch something from the car and also left the private room.

"Thanks."

Li Shuru was looking at the menu.

Sitting by her side, Jiang Chen, who had just been possessed by the gambling god, suddenly spoke.

If this was truly a banquet set for a trap.