"Dad, what's wrong with you today?" Miao Ying stood in front of Zhao Yu and said, "We are all criminal policemen. Why are you letting Zhao Yu gamble with you? What are you thinking?"
"Never mind that!" Miao Kun laughed and said, "Just have fun! Officer Zhao, do you have money with you? If not, maybe I can lend you some!"
"Don't be unreasonable!" Miao Ying was getting angry, and she took Zhao Yu's arm and wanted to leave. "Zhao Yu, let's go!"
"Ying! I won't force him to make a bet if he doesn't want to. Just stay here," Miao Kun said.
A wealthy man, who was beside Miao Ying, said to her with a laugh, "Men have to stand up for themselves. Besides, it's just for fun. Don't take it so seriously!"
"Hmm..." Miao Ying's face looked gloomy and sullen. However, in the face of such rich and distinguished guests, she was unable to say anything.