"Oh, you won! You won again! Uncle Xia is the best."
At this moment, Little Tangtang was happily hugging Wen Qiong as she watched the music box in the plastic ring, completely forgetting about the booth owner across from them.
If one win was a fluke, then a second was skill. The owner grew anxious; he just wanted to make a little extra cash and never expected to run into an expert. The owner approached with a forced smile, attempting to speak with Xia Liang, but how could Wen Qiong let him get his way?
She said to Xia Liang, "Xia Liang, I want the green frog from the back row, too."
Then she turned to Little Tangtang. "This owner isn't a good person. Let's have your Uncle Xia win all the expensive prizes, okay?"
Little Tangtang nodded excitedly. Although she hadn't seen the owner try to scare her, she also disliked the plump and unpleasant-looking man.
