Rebirth of an Ugly Girl Turned Around

"Cousin, is No. 7 really better than No. 6? Who do you think is better between No. 6 and No. 7?" Pei Mingming sat aside, chatting like a little sparrow and asking, "Who did you choose before?" No. 6, and later he said No. 7 was better, so who is better? Can you tell?"

"Number 6 and No. 7 seem to be performing well...I'm not very sure." Pei Yayuan said with some uncertainty, she was completely uncertain now, and she didn't know how to answer Pei Mingming's question.

"Cousin, why don't you know?" Pei Mingming almost raised her eyebrows, looked at Pei Yayuan and said, "If number 6 was better, we should have bought number 6 at that time! If number 7 was better, we should have said 7 The number is better!”

"Then No. 7 should be better..."

Pei Yayuan was a little impatient. She had promised not to put pressure on her and only use her words as a reference. She would not be blamed for winning or losing. But now Pei Mingming keeps asking her what she means? Pei Yayuan was irritated in her heart, but she didn't show it at all on her face. Instead, she showed a gentle smile and said, "Mingming, I haven't learned much from my mother about betting on stones...wait a minute, how about you choose?" Well, just let everyone be happy."

Pei Yayuan's gentle look and caring eyes are exactly like a big sister looking at an unreasonable child.

Pei Mingming flinched under everyone's gaze and turned red. Although the cousin's tone was gentle, Pei Mingming felt that her face was burned as if she was in a bad mood. She let go of Pei Yayuan's wrist and smiled awkwardly, "Cousin, am I kidding? Wait a minute It’s up to you to choose.”

"Mingming, don't keep making a fuss here and put pressure on Yayuan." Pei Xing scolded with a frown.

"The deposit has been made. There is nothing to discuss. Let's just sit here and wait for the result." Pei Hao picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

As an outsider, Cao Kangcheng couldn't tell Pei Mingming's fault, so he could only frown and look at Pei Mingming with a look of disapproval. The performance of the few people immediately made Pei Mingming extremely wronged. She held her mouth, turned her head and held her breath, and did not speak. The nameless grievance and anger made Pei Mingming not know how to vent. She bit her lip and her eyes were red.

Seeing Pei Mingming, who had been angry with him, silently suffering a loss, Qiao Yi'an, who was sitting aside watching the show, almost laughed out loud.

Pei Yayuan's act of pretending to be generous but making others suffer, I have enjoyed it many times in the past... This kind of suffering is unspeakable, but everyone is still helping Pei Yayuan to speak, it is really uncomfortable.

However, although Qiao Yi'an understood Pei Mingming's grievances, she didn't have the slightest intention of helping him. This little girl always targeted herself for Pei Yayuan along the way, so she had to taste the bitter fruit herself.

As time passed by, everyone in the bar had already made their bets.

The waiters under the stage brought the boxes containing chips to the stage one after another, and placed them one by one in front of the woolen materials marked with numbers. Qiao Yi'an looked intently, and saw that among the ten pieces of wool, No. 9 and No. 6 had the most chip boxes in front of them, which were small for a circle, while No. 7 and No. 4 were the worst, with only modestly small ones. There are three or two cats.

Qiao Yian looked at the shells of No. 9 and No. 6 wool and nodded secretly in his heart. Unexpectedly, there were quite a few of these second and third generations who knew some stone gambling techniques.