Su Yuhan was so angry by the end that she couldn't help but laugh. It was true—the minds of all compulsive gamblers worked the same way. They all thought they were some god of gambling, convinced their winning hand was just one more round away.
As long as they had money, they could keep playing and win it all back.
"How much money do you want?"
Hearing this, Su Shoukun assumed he'd found her weakness and forced her to cave.
"Give me however much you have on you. You've already hooked a few rich guys anyway. You're not going to be short on cash from now on. Give it all to me so you can make room to earn more, right?"
"And then keep earning to fund your gambling, is that it?"
"Hahaha, you've been a smart kid since you were little. Didn't I always say you'd be successful when you grew up? Look, just look how right I was!"
