When the man finished speaking, he lifted his right arm and slapped his own mouth.
Ye Wanwan was rendered speechless. Bro Flattop truly had a merciless reputation in the Independent State...
"Enough nonsense, take our president inside already." Autumn Water was a bit impatient.
"Right right right. Come and play however you wish, esteemed guests. Please enter..."
The man in a suit instantly nodded and led Ye Wanwan, Big Dipper, and Autumn Water into the casino's inner area.
Ye Wanwan soon stopped in front of a gambling table.
There were five men sitting around the table, and the dealer was currently dealing the cards.
Ye Wanwan knew nothing about gambling. If it was some dice game, perhaps she could play a few rounds, but she'd never touched card games before, nor did she have any interest in them.
However, Bro Flattop's gambling skills were reported to be very good and she would visit all the major casinos and play a few rounds nearly every week, winning more than losing. Unfortunately, Ye Wanwan didn't know how to gamble and had no choice but to serve as a money giver.
Ye Wanwan was forced to sit down unwillingly.
"Everyone, you lost again."
Ye Wanwan had just sat down when an extremely beautiful man in a tracksuit whose ink hair reached his waist announced aloofly and he collected all the gambling chips for himself.
The other four people sighed simultaneously and tossed their cards onto the table before leaving.
"F*ck me..."
Big Dipper was taken back when he saw the beautiful man. His expression drastically changed, and he reflexively wanted to leave.
Ye Wanwan's only reaction was a slight raise of her brows as she thought: Is the average person in the Independent State this attractive?'
She was able to run into such a good-looking person at a random casino.
However, Ye Wanwan was merely thinking objectively. It was like seeing a beautiful flower and being unable to help but glance at it a few more times.
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