Xi Shaoqi and Lin Mubai were sitting face-to-face, with Zuo Qingfeng and Lan Luo sitting on either side.
As the only boy in the Lan Family and Lin Mubai's cousin, Lan Luo's personality was always exceptionally lively. Wherever he was, there was never a worry about the atmosphere going cold.
Sure enough, his humorous nature came into play once again: "Ladies and gentlemen, on such a beautiful evening, how could we not make the most of it? Let's get happy, shall we?"
Xi Shaoqi and Zuo Qingfeng exchanged a glance while touching their mahjong tiles and smiled helplessly at each other. Only Lin Mubai frowned more and more tightly. Lan Luo, ready to continue raising his voice, caught this glimpse out of the corner of his eye, quickly straightened up and said, "Yes, yes, mahjong, let's play mahjong. It's my turn. Three bamboos."
