"Of course I'm waiting for the guy who upset me to come coax me and pick me up himself!"
Ye Yizhou tilted his chin up and raised his brows slightly, sounding a little haughty. "I've got a temper too, okay?"
"You're something else. You've really got Yan Qingdu wrapped around your finger."
Jiang Li'an and the other two reached out to applaud in perfect unison. They had to admit, Ye Yizhou really knew what he was doing!
What a role model!
"Do you even know how to play?"
Jiang Li'an threw his cards onto the table and glared at Wei Yanqiao.
Wei Yanqiao said, "What?"
"I played a three, and you played a rocket? Is he the landlord, or am I?"
Going over the last round, Jiang Li'an pointed at himself, then Zhou Niansheng, then himself again.
"Just tell me, did we win in the end?" Wei Yanqiao asked calmly.
"We won, but you..."
"Then isn't that enough? Even the landlord who lost isn't running his mouth as much as you."
Wei Yanqiao couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Left speechless by that retort, Jiang Li'an grew even angrier. He glared viciously at Wei Yanqiao, his mouth moving as he silently cursed him with all sorts of foul language.
Zhou Niansheng leaned against the sofa, quietly eating fruit as he watched the two winning peasants argue, finding it rather baffling.
When Yan Qingdu pushed open the door to the private room, he heard what they were arguing about.
But Yan Qingdu's gaze went straight to Ye Yizhou, who was lounging on his side on the sofa, his shirt collar wide open and somewhat disheveled.
Ye Yizhou's cheeks were flushed and his eyes hazy. His right hand supported his face, while his left hung down to the floor, still swaying a glass