Nianyang frowned, just about to ask how you know that, but then thought of the Shi Family's background—it was normal for them to know.
"Second Young Master Shi, what exactly do you want to say?"
"I want to say, you don't need to show off. If you want me to lend you the Gambling Stone Master, you can just tell me directly."
Shi Feng stared closely at Nianyang, his tone carrying a hint of suggestion, but Nianyang's answer disappointed him.
"Oh, thank you, but I don't need it!"
Shi Feng was anxious, "How could you not need it? Without a Gambling Stone Master, how do you plan to gamble stones, just blindly guessing?"
"How I gamble stones has nothing to do with you. You're meddling too much."
Nianyang was somewhat impatient. She was always this cold; facing someone she liked, she was warm as spring, otherwise, she was as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
And it just so happened that Shi Feng was precisely the person she felt most impatient with!
