Ji Haoyu was wearing a black suit with a white shirt on the inside and a dark blue bow on the collar.
His short hair brought a trace of gentleness to his handsome face that was as sharp as a knife. His every move seemed casual, but in reality, he inadvertently revealed an unyielding and elegant demeanor that made others unable to look away.
It was the same feeling Jian Ai had when she first met him. This man's aura was always contradictory but somehow, it was not conflicting. Two completely different auras were vividly displayed on him.
With a straight flush, Ji Haoyu won another round. Tens of millions of yuan worth of chips were pushed towards him, but his expression remained the same. It was as if to him, no amount of money could enter his eyes.
"Young Master Ji's luck today is not bad."
The players at the same table recognized him, so they couldn't help but laugh.
