"I care about my boyfriend's money even if you don't care about your own!" Cheng Weiyue defended. "Don't give me all this nonsense. Be normal."
When she said 'my boyfriend,' anyone could hear the protective tone in her voice.
Jiang Jinran's face suddenly turned much paler.
He sat back down and slowly said, "Then let's play something else."
The four of them began playing little kitten fishing.
There was really no skill involved. It all came down to who had better luck.
Even so, when Lan Rong saw the thick stack of cards Cheng Weiyue had won, he couldn't help but feel that her luck was just too good!
In contrast, he had only a few cards left in his hand.
Lan Rong muttered a bit disgruntled, "Am I possessed by the god of bad luck today?"
"Don't say that," Jiang Jinran swayed the two cards in his hand, "I have even fewer than you."
Lan Rong looked at Cheng Weiyue with a face full of shocked admiration, exclaiming, "You won all of our cards?"