Weren’t those girls’ scathing remarks out of the rules?
Just listen to what they were saying!
The hall was noisy with voices, but no one issued a question.
Miss Jun smiled as she set down her veil.
"If anybody has any doubts, then come check it for yourself. I will throw, free of charge," she said. "Although this is all just for fun, it does involve money, so we must guarantee fairness."
Not waiting for the volume of the discussion to increase, the pitch-pot director standing next to her opened his mouth.
"No, if anyone has doubts, please take it up with the Jinyun Hall. This has nothing to do with Young Miss. Our Jinyun Hall has been running for a hundred years. Although we do not rival the De Sheng Chang, we make quite a bit of money. We do not need to stoop so low as to swindle everyone’s money."
His gaze slowly roamed around the hall, his voice enunciating every word clearly, just like an old shopkeeper feeling uneasy because of criticism.
But when he said this, no guest rushed to defend their honor. Instead, the conversation in the hall slowly dissipated.
Cheating is not something one person could do on their own.
You are questioning us?
The Jinyun Hall?
In this stagnant air, Fang Jinxiu’s laugh was heard loud and clear.
"That’s right, if you don’t have money, don’t play, if you are a sore loser, don’t play. When you don’t win, you accuse others of cheating. You may look down on us because we are young, but in any case, the Jinyun Hall is a long-standing organization. Really…"
She clicked her tongue twice.
The implications of her words were too obvious.
Jinchuan couldn't stop herself from tugging on Fang Jinxiu’s sleeve and calling her name.
Although Third Miss had a poor temper, she would keep propriety while outside. Perhaps it was because of the excitement of Miss Jun’s pitch-pot game, but her speech just now was too extravagant.
Jinchuan eyed Miss Jun who was standing on the stage silently.
To be honest, what Third Miss just did was just like Miss Jun would do.
Ning Yunyan was already struck foolish.
"Sophistry! I said that she cheated, not the Jinyun Hall," she shrieked.
Fang Jinxiu was waiting for her to say this.
"The pitch-pot director was standing right next to her. Would he not be able to see cheating?" She snorted. "You’re saying Sir Director has no eyes, that the Jinyun Hall has no eyes?"
What was this girl saying.
"Although the truth is the truth, you shouldn’t say it so frankly," the director murmured.
He thought of what he had head heard about the granddaughter the De Sheng Chang Fang Family had taken under their wing. She had an extremely unbridled temperament and knew not of propriety. She started all sorts of trouble with the Fang Family and the Ning Family.
Most likely this was that Miss Jun.
Ning Yunyan almost went mad with anger. Who was this? Who was so blind to oppose her like this?
This voice was coming from...
Ning Yunyan stuck her torso out and caught sight of Fang Jinxiu plastered against the window.
She did not recognize Fang Jinxiu, but she knew that room. Immediately she was struck dumb.
Lin Jin’er?
What was going on? Wasn’t that room Lin Jin’er’s? She wanted to order a servant to ask what had happened to Lin Jin’er, and why was a stranger in that room!
This situation was not right!
"You…" She opened her mouth to shout when the door to the room was forcefully pulled open. A young man strode in.
The girls crowded together, shrieking out subconsciously.
"Yanyan, don’t stir up trouble."
The man in the room had a gentle and mellow voice.
The girls immediately calmed down from their excitement, rushing to tidy their appearances, while their faces were still white in panic. Though their gazes were already bashful as they looked at the noble son who had just entered.
They were familiar with this voice.
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