After glancing at Tang Xiaoyue and her group, the bearded man slammed his fist on the steering wheel, cursed, and drove off with a screeching of tires.
Seeing this, Tang Hai breathed a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate that as long as the target wasn't the young lady, it was fine.
Tang Xiaoyue anxiously said, "Uncle Hai, let's quickly follow them."
...
"Ning Fan, what do you think of Miss Tang?"
"What about her?"
Mary hesitated, "Do you think I should help her?"
She indeed didn't understand gambling techniques, but the ghost's innate abilities could make up for the technical gap.
"That's up to you to decide."
Ning Fan said nonchalantly, "Help if you want, or just watch TV if you don't. Do whatever you feel like."
"I think Miss Tang's a decent person."
Mary's words basically provided the answer.
Just then, Vivian suddenly said, "But that bug might not accept your good intentions."
