The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

Zhou Xingnan's face looked a little ugly, and he didn't know what to do now.

"Follow me."

Lan Luochen had a cold face. Lan Wangshu's behavior was obviously telling them that she was going to do something very dangerous by herself, otherwise she would not have to change her gender and disguise herself.

Mo Yici was of course worried seeing her like this. How could a girl walk out like this? She would be recognized even if she dressed up as a man.

Lan Wangshu walked to the Sihai Casino, took out half a mask from his sleeve, then took out a ball made of unknown material, took a sip, and walked straight in.

Lan Luochen's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that his sister would go to such a place. Mo Yici didn't think that Lan Wangshu was a gambler.

"Jingyang, whose shop is this?"

"It's that playboy from Kyoto."

Zhou Xingnan pointed to a bunch of peach blossoms on the side of the plaque, which was exactly the same as the logos of those flower shops in Kyoto.

This playboy from Kyoto is a typical dandy. He owns many businesses in brothels, theaters, and gambling houses, all of which are places of extravagance and decadence. Mo Yici did not expect that this gambling house belonged to him. Since he was an acquaintance, there was no problem so he followed him in to take a look.

They went straight in through the back door, with the dagger against the boy's waist.

"I'm from Kyoto. Take us to see your boss."

When the servant heard the word Kyoto, he hurriedly took his people upstairs.

The shopkeeper didn't recognize the visitor, so Mo Yici took out his own seal.

"I don't know if it's the little general."

The shopkeeper bowed and Zhou Xingnan stuck his head out.

"Okay, I'm Zhou Xingnan, and I'm a good friend of your master."

"It turned out to be Young Master Zhou."

The shopkeeper's face showed a bit more sincerity. Who couldn't help but know this little devil? He quickly asked everyone to sit down, and his face became much more amiable.

Mo Yici never thought that one day he would have to rely on this younger brother's aura.

"I wonder why you gentlemen are here?"

The shopkeeper cautiously asked a question. Zhou Xingnan was already anxious and pulled the shopkeeper to look downstairs.

"See that person in black with a half mask on her face? Help her with whatever she's doing."

The shopkeeper gave a look and the servant beside him went downstairs with a hunched back.

"Dear guest, please take a seat first."

As long as you are not here to cause trouble, the shopkeeper is very easy to talk to.

Lan Wangshu was also a master of gambling in modern times. The reason was that he watched too many God of Gamblers movies and studied and practiced many techniques diligently, so that even his ears became a tool.

As soon as she entered, she found her original cheap second uncle and stood beside him and watched for a while.

He quickly made a judgment in his heart that he was a typical gambler. If he won, he wanted to win more, and if he lost, he wanted to make a comeback.

The dealer makes the decision and everyone starts betting on big and small numbers.

“Buy big, buy small, and never leave until you’re done.”

She glanced at it, pressed down on the small, pretending to accidentally hold Lan Qinghe's hand. The man's hand shook, and the silver coins fell on the small.

"Hey, you little brat, I'm going to bet big."

Lan Qinghe became a little anxious, and rolled up his sleeves. With red eyes, he wanted to understand. Lan Wangshu made a hushing gesture, signaling him to look back.

"The banker opens, small."

"Yes, yes, thank you, little brother."

Lan Qinghe was smiling from ear to ear and kept complimenting her. Lan Wangshu curled his lips in a smile, but his eyes and brows were cold behind the mask.

Smile, smile happily. I hope you can always be so happy and will be able to laugh later.

This cycle repeated itself over and over again, and Lan Qinghe and Lan Wangshu were always able to win the prize, and even the shopkeeper upstairs couldn't sit still anymore.

"Go and bring the people up."

The servant walked up to Lan Wangshu and said something. She nodded. She had finally waited for something.

Lan Wangshu glanced at Lan Qinghe, implying that the two were together. The servant had received the shopkeeper's instructions and happily brought Lan Qinghe up as well.

Lan Luochen saw the man's face clearly and stood up in an instant.

"Luo Chen, what's wrong, do you know him?"

"It's the second son of the Lan family."

Lan Luochen understood Lan Wangshu's purpose. His sister was going to take action. For some reason, in addition to worry, he also felt a little excited.

Mo Yici glanced at Lan Luochen, whose eyes kept changing. These two siblings were crazy.

"Shopkeeper, is there a place where we can see them but they can't see us?"

Zhou Xingnan moved over, winked, and stuffed two gold leaves into the shopkeeper's hand.

"No, no, please come in, my dear guest."

The shopkeeper smiled and pushed the gold leaves back, opened the wall behind him and let the three people go in. The servant brought the two of them up and whispered something in the shopkeeper's ear. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes. It turned out that the person was a gambling expert. It seemed that he was deliberately trying to attract his attention, but he didn't know what he was asking for.

"Brothers, why don't we gamble a little bit?"

"Okay."

Lan Wangshu spoke in a sharp voice, and even the three people who knew her opened their eyes wide.

"Why are you standing there? Don't laugh at my voice. It's not my nature. The casino still depends on skills."

Lan Wangshu sat down opposite the shopkeeper in a very arrogant manner, with a sense of natural elegance and his chin slightly raised.