Sadness, love and pain are but a thread.

**

Xia Yimo stood at the washstand in the dressing room. She wiped the wine on her face with a paper towel and looked at herself in the mirror. She was not sad or unhappy, but had a touch of self-mockery in her eyes.

After swallowing hard, Xia Yimo sighed and washed her face, then took off the waiter's uniform and changed her clothes.

She wasn't surprised that such a thing would happen in the casino. After all, no one would be happy to lose money... Those people are naturally more angry. Since you enjoy the pleasure of others winning money to...