Xi Lanting lit a cigarette and puffed out a puff of mist: "I've never been angry before."
When he left, he didn't take any chips, but instead put down a small yellow croaker as a reward.
It seemed that he had calmed down.
Yun Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, blinked at the two frightened socialites, and left with Xi Lanting.
The two prostitutes looked at the reward money and chips on the table, feeling like they had narrowly escaped death, and their backs were wet.
"That young lady is too cruel. We can't beat her alone. She has been giving cards to that man."
"She is so beautiful, I thought she was an idiot."
"I have never seen such a beautiful and intelligent woman."
"Has some brains? Look at these chips. It's no exaggeration to say that she is extremely smart."
The two took the chips and small yellow croakers and went downstairs to make business. The boss was really happy and gave them both generous rewards. The two women were extremely grateful.
At this time, night has quietly fallen. The street lights are on, and the warm orange light shines on the street, which is diluted by the moonlight, making it bustling and noisy.
Yun Qiao asked Xi Lanting: "Go home now?"
You should have a lot of fun this afternoon, right?
Xi Lanting said, "I'm going back to listen to the opera. I'm not a theater fan, so I feel upset when I hear it."
Yun Qiao kept accommodating him and asked him where he wanted to go.
Xi Lanting thought about it, and suddenly said: "The open-air casino seems to be fun, let's go and gamble a bit."
"Then you want to lose?"
"You look down on my card skills?"
"No. If you win, those gamblers may take revenge and won't let us go." Yun Qiao said, "So, it's better to lose a little."
Xi Lanting: "It doesn't matter if you win or lose."
Yun Qiao was very tired now. Playing cards all afternoon had almost exhausted her energy, and she felt dizzy.
After getting in the car, she thought about closing her eyes and resting for a while, but she fell asleep unknowingly.
When she woke up, she heard the chirping of insects and smelled the smell of river water.
She sat up.
She was the only one in the car, and there were no lights around her. Only the flowers spread all over the place, making the surroundings look like daylight.
This is by the river outside Xi's house.
Yun Qiao pushed the car away and could hear the sound of gongs and drums in the distance. It must be that a stage was set up in the inner courtyard of the Xi family and a theater troupe was invited to sing.
Xi Lanting, still wearing the same ivory white clothes, sat on the river embankment, drinking something from time to time. Yun Qiao approached and smelled the faint aroma of wine first.
He looked sideways at Yun Qiao.
"I sleep so deeply that I don't even know if I sold you." As Xi Lanting spoke, the aroma of wine overflowed. I don't know how much he drank.
Yun Qiao: "Uncle Qi is not short of this little money."
"I want to sell you even if I don't lack money." Xi Lanting said, "I am such a bad person."
Yun Qiao: "..."
She didn't answer.
Xi Lanting had a wine jar and a large wine bowl in his hand. He poured it out carelessly, without spilling a drop. Yun Qiao judged from this that he was not drunk.
He handed the bowl to Yun Qiao: "Osmanthus brew, it's perfect for the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Yun Qiao tasted it.
It's soft and sweet, with a strong sweet-scented osmanthus flavor, but also has a strong aftertaste.
She nodded: "It tastes really good."
Xi Lanting: "Drink less, there is no food, we haven't had dinner yet, drinking on an empty stomach is the easiest way to get drunk."
Yun Qiao then remembered that she hadn't eaten dinner, no wonder she was hungry.
The water waves by the river are sparkling, illuminated by the moonlight; the weeping willows on the opposite bank cast beautiful shadows.
When Yun Qiao was about to take a second sip, he heard Xi Lanting sigh softly.
"Uncle Qi, are you worried?"
"Yes." He answered her after a moment of silence.
"Can you tell me?"
"Yes." Xi Lanting said.
Yun Qiao waited for a moment, but he stopped making any sound.
Yes, you can tell me.
"Not now." Xi Lanting seemed to have succeeded in teasing her, and couldn't help but smile a little, "You are still too young, you don't understand what's on my mind."