Back in the room, Gong Ting shook off her hand, storming into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Xiao Yu stood in the middle of the room, still thinking about her check.
She hated gambling. If it weren't for Fu Jiu going to gamble and owing five million in high-interest loans, she wouldn't have been kept by Gong Ting.
But tonight, seeing how easily money came, she suddenly understood why people would lose everything and still want to gamble. It's because the money came too easily, almost effortlessly, they could save in a night what might take her ten years to gather.
The phone chimed, and she opened the message, "I've got the check for you, I'll give it to you another day. He... didn't give you a hard time, did he?"
Xiao Yu instinctively glanced at the misty bathroom and quickly replied, "No, his temper isn't that bad actually. Don't worry."
