Shi Lin said plainly: "Who has a personality disorder?"
Xiao Zimo was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly, "It seems that both your little uncles have personality disorders..."
Shi Lin froze.
He thought for a moment.
Indeed!
Then he laughed too.
An Ning suddenly looked a bit nervous and tugged at Xiao Zimo's sleeve, her face a little excited, "Did I... did I mess up?"
Xiao Zimo was so engrossed in chatting with Shi Lin that he hadn't looked at An Ning's cards. Her nervous expression was very cute, rosy white like a little cherry. He glanced at her cards, then his face broke into a broad smile, shouting: "Haha, a clean sweep! Everyone, pay up!"
Then An Ning laid down her cards, and the faces of Shi Lin, Lin Che, and Quan Yu turned green.
Quan Yu was a bit displeased.
"Next time, I'll bring my significant other along too. I just lost all the money I won."
Everyone handed the money from the drawer over to An Ning.
