"You're Ming Ge?"
Zhuang Jinshu's gaze was still cold and derisive as it critically fell on Ming Ge.
From her tone, it was evident that she had already learned about Ming Ge from Yin Hao.
As for what kind of understanding, judging by Zhuang Jinshu's attitude it wasn't hard to imagine how Yin Hao had subtly fanned the flames in front of her.
Ming Ge forced a smile, "Yes, that's right, it's me."
Zhuang Jinshu, with her arm entwined with Yin Hao's, lifted her chin as she looked down on someone, "How did you get into the underground gambling den?"
Ming Ge blinked and said, "I came in through the entrance, of course."
Though the girl's tone was calm and normal, Zhuang Jinshu couldn't help but feel a sense of condescension emanating from her.
— Are you stupid or something?
Grinding her teeth, Zhuang Jinshu emphasized, "I'm asking you, without an invitation, who vouched for you that you were able to come in?"