"Play one more round! I can definitely win!" Yao Ziyue gritted her teeth.
Of the three, she had lost the most.
Yao Ziyan had lost the least.
After all, she was the lucky emperor personally designated by Luo Chuan, and it had been proven many times over.
Yao Ziyue's desire to win a round remained unsatisfied.
That mindset was terrifying.
When many people played games until it was time to sleep, they would often think that they would go to bed after winning just one round.
The facts proved that the more they thought that way, the more likely they were to unknowingly play through the entire night.
"No!" Yao Ziyan refused outright.
Yao Ziyue could only sigh helplessly.
"Are you staying here, or going back?" Yao Ziyan asked.
Yao Ziyue glanced at the sky outside, thought for a moment, then said, "It's so late. I'm not leaving."
After washing up, Luo Chuan returned to his room.
He went to sleep.
The next day.
Morning.
He washed up and went downstairs.
He began his usual routine.
Watering the tree, picking leaves, playing with the Magic Phone.
After breakfast, Bu Lige arrived at Origin Mall right on time.
When she saw Yao Ziyue in the shop, her expression involuntarily changed slightly.
After remembering that the latter could be considered Origin Mall's volunteer clerk, she relaxed.
Today, she was still the first customer in the boss's shop.
"Boss, when will the shop get new products? It's been so long already." Bu Lige took a bite of the food in her hand, glanced at the shelves a couple of times, and could not help saying indistinctly.
"In another two days," Luo Chuan said casually.
Bu Lige curled her lips, just about to complain.
Luo Chuan's next words made her widen her eyes.
"Glory