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Chapter 362

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The little girl snorted:

"Great-grandfather Yu, don't try to lie to me. My aunt and father both know that I'm not easy to lie to now. If you lie to me, I'll be able to tell! You and Great-grandfather Lin are actually poor people with no money, right? Only poor people would be so unhappy! "

"…"

Lu Qidong could not help but curl his lips slightly.

Seeing Yu Rende and Lin Yulu's gloomy faces, the old man laughed and said pretentiously:

"Sigh, the child is insensible. You won't argue with her, right?"

Yu Rende and Lin Yulu's faces darkened even more.

At this moment, the freshly washed mahjong tiles were brought up from the table. Yu Rende seemed to have found his confidence. He sneered:

"Of course not."

Although he said that, he was already prepared. Once the old man lost later, he would definitely repay him double!

Unexpectedly, just as he finished touching the tiles and was folding them, he heard Lu Fanen say loudly, "I won by myself!"

He looked up in disbelief. He hadn't even played his tiles yet.

Old Master Song was also in disbelief. He looked at the tiles and indeed won. He smiled. "Looks like your good luck is coming soon!"

"That's right." The old man was mocked by Yu Rende before. Now that he had won two rounds in a row, he had a lot of confidence. He used Yu Rende's own words to return the favor. "Sigh, looks like my luck is really good now. I haven't even started yet and I've already won. It's really a good sign!"

How could Yu Rende not know that his words were directed at him? His face darkened.

Even Lin Yulu's expression was not much better.

He had won by himself again.

It was equivalent to winning two rounds compared to their previous six rounds!

If he continued to win by himself, he would probably win back the money he lost in 36 rounds!

"Great-grandfather, did we win again?"

The old man's face was flushed. "Yes! We won again! "

The little girl was still a little confused. How could they win before they even played their tiles? However, winning was a good thing, so she was also very happy:

"That's great! We're really amazing! "

As she spoke, the little girl was a little worried:

"In that case, won't great-grandpa Yu and great-grandpa Lin be even poorer?"

The old man glanced at the sullen faces of Yu Rende and Lin Yulu and laughed: "Yes, even poorer!"

The little girl choked with sobs.

"Then they are so pitiful. They are already paupers, and now they are even poorer. They have become paupers! How can they be so poor! "

Yu Rende: "…"

Lin Yulu: "…"

Lu Qidong couldn't hold back his laughter.

Li Li's words were really accurate. Moreover, unlike Yu Rende and Lin Yulu's hypocritical words, the little girl's words were sincere. It was because of this that people felt even more stifled.

Lu Qidong smiled and turned his head. Suddenly, he saw that Song Ching-wan's face was slightly pale. Her hand was pressed against her stomach, as if she was enduring something.

His heart skipped a beat as he hurried over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine." Song Ching-wan's face was pale as she took a deep breath. After a while, she said, "My stomach might be a little uncomfortable."

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