"Ah?"

Nancy looked at Luna with a glum expression and then sent another red packet using Charlie's phone.

Luna opened it again, and this time it was eighty-eight dollars She burst into laughter, "Hahaha... I finally understand the joy of these little red packets, hahaha..."

Nancy nodded solemnly, "Yeah, there’s no bad mood that a red packet can't cure. If there is, then send two red packets."

While they were chatting happily, Charlie's phone beeped again.

Nancy, thrilled like a little bee, almost flew up in excitement, "Hahaha, won again, time to collect red packets."

In the afternoon, the door to the ward opened, and Linda entered curiously, "What are you guys doing? I could hear Nancy's laughter all the way at the door..."

Nancy smiled and waved at her, "They are playing Fight the Landlord."

Linda walked over, puzzled, "If they're playing Fight the Landlord, why are you so happy?"

"Well...."

Nancy's face was almost splitting with laughter, her eyes sparkling with joy, "Because my husband won, I'm collecting money. How can I not be happy?"

"Ah ha?"

Linda looked at the three people seated around the table. Andrew was still composed, but Alexander's face was particularly sour.

Linda nudged him playfully, "Lost?"

"Hmph!"

Alexander huffed angrily, furiously slamming his cards on the table, "I haven’t won a single round! Not even one!"

"Oh dear..."

Linda looked at him sympathetically, "That's so sad."

"That's not even the worst part!"

Alexander was fuming, finally finding someone to vent to, "Losing money is one thing, but these two..."

He pointed at Charlie and Nancy, yelling, "They were shamelessly flirting while playing cards. I couldn’t even eat my lunch; I was fed up with their lovey-dovey antics!"

"Hmm?"

Linda was first stunned, then burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha... hahaha... hahaha..."

Her laughter was unreserved, embarrassing Alexander even more.

"Have you no humanity? I'm already so miserable, and you're kicking me while I'm down, laughing at me? Isn't that a bit unkind?"

"Hahaha... hahaha..."

Linda couldn't stop laughing.

Alexander, already handsome, stood 182 cm tall, with fair skin and flawless features, especially his charming eyes, which could captivate any woman.

To Linda, he looked like an adorable, dazed puppy, a bit clumsy, and even his anger seemed cute. Instead of being scared by his shouting, she found him even more endearing.

"Forget it, laugh then."

Alexander, dejected, pushed the cards on the table aside, "I'm done playing. Charlie, if you want my money, just say it. There's no need to do it this way."

Charlie glanced at him indifferently, collecting the cards, "Your little fortune, I'm not interested."

Alexander, "..."

Charlie, could your words be any more poisonous?