Wen Jing realized she had lost her composure and felt embarrassed. She glanced at Zhou Sicheng with a huff, "Eat it or not; it's your choice, so picky."
She turned around to look for Wen Weiping.
Xu Meihong glanced at Wen Jing and then turned her gaze back to Zhou Sicheng, only to notice that his eyes were still on Wen Jing.
She suddenly understood something.
She pushed the cards in front of her away, "This game isn't fun. Xiaozhou, you've been giving him scoring hands all along."
As someone older, she really thought Qi Dong was very suitable, plus the two of them were currently dating.
Zhou Sicheng gave the impression of a playboy; he didn't seem reliable no matter how you looked at it.
This brazen interest in Wen Jing was inappropriate, and as an elder, she needed to maintain the decorum of one.
She couldn't just have lunch with someone's parents and then play cards with their love rival in the afternoon.