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Chapter 162 - doesn’t have anything to say to me?
Chapter 162 - doesn’t have anything to say to me?
Chapter 162: Chapter 162 doesn’t have anything to say to me?
Author:?Su Zhishui?MACHINE TRANSLATION
This matter had finally come to an end.
Fang Shaoan drank two cans of wine before he completely collected his thoughts.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly remembered something and looked at Xia Jinqi in astonishment. “sister-in-law, you said that the dozen or so people who appeared to fight against Fatty Hua’s people back then were here to protect us? Second Young Master Yan’s people? ”
” … ” Xia Jinqi couldn’t swallow a mouthful of fruit juice and choked. “COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH! ”
After choking for a long time, Xia Jinqi hurriedly nodded. “I think it must be Yan Jun’s people too… ”
“Oh… ” Fang Shaoan nodded blankly. He didn’t know if it was just his imagination, but why did he feel that his sister-in-law’s expression seemed a little guilty?
The bodyguards behind the two looked at each other. Was it someone arranged by the young master Why didn’t they know?
“…”
After wandering around outside, Xia Jinqi returned to the hotel.
The room was naturally the presidential suite that belonged to her and Yan Jun..
Ever since the two of them got together, she seemed to have gotten used to the two of them living together.
There were bodyguards guarding the door. When they saw that it was Xia Jinqi, they hurriedly opened the door. “Young Madam, this way please. ”
Xia Jinqi nodded. The moment she entered the room, she looked sideways and asked, “is Yan Jun back? ”
“young master came back half an hour ago. ”
“Oh… ” Xia Jinqi replied before she happily entered the room.
When she heard that Yan Jun had returned, her mood started to soar uncontrollably again.
She quickly searched around the house and finally found Yan Jun on the wide balcony.
He seemed to have showered. He was wrapped in a bathrobe and his collar was slightly open. He leaned against the Rattan Chair and felt an inexplicable sense of Xing.
There was a laptop on the glass table in front of him. His pitch-black eyes were narrowed dangerously as he focused on something.
Beside his right hand was a crystal wine glass and a brandy bottle that was already one-third drunk.
It was already so late, yet he was still drinking… …
Xia Jinqi silently sized him up, and she let out a sigh of relief in her heart.
Looking at him like this, he didn’t seem to be angry or anything. He probably didn’t see her at the Casino, right?
With a fawning smile on her face, she walked over in small steps and took the initiative to greet him. “You’re back? Did the discussion go smoothly? ”
Her slightly raised voice carried the unique crispness of a young girl, as well as… … It couldn’t be any more obvious and deliberate …
Yan Jun lifted his eyes when he heard the sound, and his interested gaze focused on her delicate little face.
“It went very smoothly, ” he replied before asking, “Is there anything you want to tell me? ”
“En? No… ” Xia Jinqi shook her head in a daze. Did she want to tell him something?
While she was puzzled, she met Yan Jun’s threatening gaze. Xia Jinqi instinctively said, “congratulations, congratulations… ”
So, he wanted her to congratulate him on the smooth negotiation of the matter?
Seeing that she was pretending to be dumb, Yan Jun did not beat around the Bush anymore. He directly turned the computer to an angle and pointed the screen in Xia Jinqi’s direction. He pressed the play button.
“Let’s gamble! Who’s afraid of WHO? ! ”
“Go dig a hole outside the city and bury it. ”
On the computer, Xia Jinqi’s majestic demeanor on the gambling table was played out one by one… …
Xia Jinqi,”…”
God, what happened to the matter that we agreed to protect me from being seen by Yan Jun?
Why did it have to be recorded?
And it had to be seen by Yan Jun… …
It was very depressing.
The smile on her face suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Xia Jinqi was like a frosted eggplant, completely listless.
With her head drooping, she stood by the side obediently, like a child caught by the head teacher for doing something wrong.