HRPM – Chapter 417 Loss at the Casino

The madam no longer dared to resist and immediately ordered everyone in the main hall to stop fighting.

Before long, the foreign girl, Aya, pushed Xiao Luo out of the hall in his wheelchair. Aya was still visibly shaken, her face deathly pale, looking rather pitiful.

Xiao Luo, however, remained as calm and elegant as ever. Despite having just been through a fight, there wasn’t the slightest sign of it on him.

The moment he came out, his eyes hurriedly searched for Jin Luoluo. Only after seeing that she was safe and unharmed did the anxiety in his eyes finally disappear.

“Luoluo!”

When Jin Luoluo looked toward him, he instinctively called her name in a gentle voice.

“Hmph.”

Jin Luoluo lifted her chin proudly and couldn’t be bothered to acknowledge him.

She forced the madam to arrange carriages and kept her hostage all the way back to the Jin family’s villa.

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The next day, when they resumed their journey, there was one more passenger in the carriage—a young foreign beauty named Bulaya, full of exotic charm.

The trip was boring as usual, so they naturally passed the time playing mahjong.

Today’s game, however, was different. Xiao Luo’s special treatment had been revoked by Jin Luoluo. As a result, with one player missing, Xiao Che successfully took his place at the mahjong table.

Jin Luoluo thought to herself that Xiao Luo was probably having the time of his life with a beautiful woman keeping him company.

Having Zhao Lin wasn’t enough for him; now he’d even managed to charm a foreign girl. He must be twice as happy now. Why would he have any interest in playing mahjong?

In reality, the moment Bulaya got into the carriage, she enthusiastically clung to Xiao Luo. The two conversed in the language of her ethnic tribe, leaving everyone else completely clueless about what they were saying.

Judging only from her expressions, Bulaya alternated between joy and sorrow. Sometimes she even grabbed Xiao Luo’s hand while tears streamed down her cheeks. She was certainly someone with very expressive emotions.

“Luoluo, do you have a handkerchief? Could you lend one to Aya?”

Seeing Bulaya’s face covered in tears like a little tabby cat, Xiao Luo found it both amusing and helpless. It wouldn’t be appropriate to let her wipe her face on her sleeves.

Jin Luoluo nearly exploded.

In truth, she had been dividing her attention all along. Although she looked completely absorbed in the mahjong game, she hadn’t ignored a single word of the incomprehensible language Xiao Luo and Bulaya were speaking. Even though she couldn’t understand it, she simply couldn’t stop herself from paying attention to them.

Now, hearing Xiao Luo actually ask her for a handkerchief to give that Aya nearly drove her mad.

He was trying to comfort another girl, yet he wanted to use her belongings to do it?

What did he think she was—the logistics department?

“I don’t have one. I don’t go around crying all day, so why would I carry something like that?”

Jin Luoluo casually discarded a Three Wan tile.

“Pung! Hahaha! Jin Luoluo, after playing for so long, I finally won a hand! Pay up, pay up!”