Mo Shu was taken aback by the number.
Thirty million in less than an hour was indeed a terrifying figure.
Seeing Aunt Yu's joyous demeanor, Mo Shu thought of a rumor he had heard earlier about the casino.
The rumor was that the casino would let customers win for a while until they had savored the sweetness of victory, then slowly lead them to lose.
At first, customers would think they were just unlucky, but they would lose far more than they ever won.
By the time customers realized what was happening, it was undoubtedly like being trapped in a quagmire, sinking deeper and unable to extricate themselves.
Mo Shu looked at Aunt Yu's smiling face and silently said nothing.
Aunt Yu's gaze fell on Mo Shu and said, "My nephew's wife is indeed beautiful, just like a Heavenly Immortal. I thought she was gorgeous yesterday, Si Qiao is really fortunate."
Mo Shu smiled faintly, still saying nothing.
