Just at that moment, Su Nan pushed open the door, holding a seductive woman with his left arm, and walked in gracefully.
His eyes searched around the room but didn't see Bao Shaojin, showing a bit of disappointment. However, he was instantly drawn to the center table that was pried open, "You guys are relentless. Is this mahjong playing or mahjong battling? You're quite wild!" Su Nan's words were full of roguish charm.
Everyone present understood!
But they just laughed lightly.
On the contrary, Young Master Liu strode lightly over to Su Nan, eyes shining, "Brother Nan, our big brother is injured."
Su Nan raised an eyebrow, his forehead showing a faint wrinkle, "Speak clearly."
"Big brother's hand got caught in the mahjong table, and it even bled." Young Master Liu, fearing he wouldn't believe it, turned to the distressed woman and struck a chord, "Miss Shu, isn't that right!"
