章 564: Play Mahjong

"I don't have a New Year's gift, but I do have a red packet."

Song Wenchuan tapped her nose, his voice gentle and doting.

Grandfather Huo glanced at Huo Yunque, who seemed to be at ease, and snorted lightly.

Punk, you're even jealous of her brother?!

"Hey, there's still some time before the New Year's Eve dinner! Why don't we set up a table and play mahjong?"

"That's a good idea." Grandfather Huo began to throw out invites with a smile. "Wenchuan, why don't you join us? It just so happens that the four of us can form a table."

Song Wenchuan stood up. "Okay."

Thus, the group of people moved to the lounge.

Mahjong was an essential pastime for the Chinese people every new year, so Song Yaoyao was forced to take part.

She sat down in a daze and began to pick up the tiles.

Looking at the various colors, she was even more confused.

She began to wonder who she was, where she was, and what she wanted to do.