Just like before, nearly everyone bet ten million, except for the Gu family’s sisters who are still young and unemployed.
But the sisters have strength in numbers, and their total isn’t bad either.
As they placed their bets, Nangong Ran was filled with tears of excitement, sighing, "Back when Sister Xiaxia and Qibao were having their babies, my gambling money was scraped together from selling pots and borrowing! Poor thing!"
Everyone laughed heartily thinking about that funny scene in the past with Nangong Ran, and Nangong Jin finally felt less nervous.
"Now there’s no pressure for you to bet ten million, Second Young Madam," Gu Qibao teased with a smile.
"Of course," Nangong Ran chuckled, "I’m a person of means now."
"Indeed, you’re carrying two future money-makers," Di Xiaxia laughed.
Everyone laughed and pulled out their phones to make money, while Di Mingchen watched Nangong Ran with a smile.
Nangong Jin also pulled out his phone, clapped his hands, and declared boldly, "I’m betting one hundred million on a daughter!"
Everyone’s eyes widened.
"Wow, Third Brother is bleeding money, that’s impressive," Nangong Ran clapped and shouted immediately.
Then, lamenting, "When I was broke, you all bet ten million and fifty million, and now that I finally have some money, you bet one hundred million! How’s anyone supposed to live? You wicked capitalists, I hate you!"
Nangong Ran’s antics drew another round of laughter from everyone.
"Looks like Brother Jin is desperate for a daughter," Di Xiaxia said, clutching her aching sides, "If it’s a son, he’ll probably be all worked up."
"Don’t say that, it has to be a daughter," Nangong Jin sternly looked at Di Xiaxia and said.
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