The Glowing Porridge
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Huhuhu, so merciless. You're not a man!"
Zhao Liangying looked at the slow tortoise in her hands and felt sad all of a sudden. She started crying out of the blue and felt incredibly aggrieved.
She had never been so distressed in her entire life.
Ye Lingchen was rather speechless. He was chided for not being a man if he did not fight her but was accused of the same even though he won a fight against her. That woman was really hard to please.
However, he touched his nose and felt somewhat guilty.
His gambling skills were simply too good, almost to the point of being integrated into his bones. Although he did not shuffle or cut the cards, he could quickly draw whatever cards he required from the deck, with complete imperceptibility. Furthermore, he could identify the cards in Xiao Feifei's and Zhao Liangying's hands without even needing to rack his brains.
For him, it had become instinctive, and it was improper to use it to bully a little girl.