The atmosphere was awkward; although there were four people in the room, no one was in a hurry to speak.
"Uh, little brother, I'm just here to say hello."
Father Bi was the first to walk over, patting Qin Hao on the shoulder with a look full of innuendo: "Little brother, you really have lots of energy, and that look in your eyes is spot on!"
He gave a thumbs up, his eyes darting to Luo Jingwei.
Luo Jingwei had already put on her clothes; her face started to flush deeper red when she was looked at so suggestively by the gambler, feeling even more ashamed, and she wished she could hide under the sofa.
Qin Hao was dumbfounded and speechless: What was going on? The old gambler didn't seem to be upset? And what did his masculine gaze mean? Encouraging me?
