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Fang Zejian dodged unnaturally, and Lin Ziao bumped him with his elbow, "What are you doing, sneaky."

That's right, Fang Zejian suddenly reacted, and Zhong Qiao didn't recognize him.

After understanding this, he felt much more comfortable. He sat in the corner and secretly looked around.

There are two people here that Fang Zejian has met. They are both frequent visitors to Fengyue Field. The celebrities and Internet celebrities around them rotate constantly. Even bigger than him, he only plays small stars at most. There are some big celebrities who have no shortage of connections and don't pay attention to him.

But these two people, as he knew, had promoted several top celebrities, both male and female, and they were both vegetarian and vegan.

The person who had just assigned him a job was one of the two people. At this time, this person asked Zhong Qiao very attentively, "What can I drink? Is milk okay?"

Milk? May I?

Fang Zejian twitched the corner of his mouth. When will these people become so gentle?

I usually drink wine directly.

He used his cell phone to distract himself.

Zhong Qiao: "Just a cocktail."

She picked the same drink as Yu Ying.

Since coming across, most of the characters Zhong Qiao has come into contact with were mentioned in the original article, but Yu Ying is different.

This character has no words in the original text, but in Zhong Qiao's view, it is completely new.

As her name suggests, she gives people a very heroic feeling, and she is very close to her, and she feels like an old friend at first sight.

She was chatting happily, picked up the glass on the table, and was about to take a sip when a strong gaze fell on her.

Fu Yanchen's dark eyes stared motionlessly at the cup in her hand, his eyebrows lowered, with a hint of worry, and a hint of helplessness in his worry.

Zhong Qiao raised his eyes, placed his index finger on his lips, perpendicular to the lip line, and made a "1" gesture.

Just drink a little bit, it's a cocktail, it's fine.

Fu Yanchen frowned and saw that she really only took a small sip, so he looked away and continued to focus on the cards.

Zhong Qiao heard that he seemed to have good luck and won a lot.

Lin Yan held a cigarette in his mouth and held cards in his hand. When he spoke, white air leaked from his mouth. He curled his lips and said, "What is this called? If you don't play, it will be a blockbuster. I haven't played cards for a long time." , He was the only one who won today."

Fu Yanchen glanced at him, "Is this how the idiom is used?"

Someone laughed, and laughter had several meanings.

But here, it only means to cheer and enliven the atmosphere.

They didn't dare to laugh at Lin Yan's usage of the idiom.

Here, only Fu Yanchen can make fun of Lin Yan.

They praised, "But Brother Fu is really lucky today!"

Fu Yanchen glanced at Zhong Qiao inadvertently and raised the corner of his lower lip, "It's all my wife's credit."

"My wife's credit-" The crowd was booing, especially Lin Yan, who was shouting vigorously.

Zhong Qiao didn't know what was going on, but when she noticed that everyone's eyes were on her, she looked a little puzzled.

Yu Ying whispered something in her ear.

Her cheeks instantly became hot, and her eyes subconsciously looked for Fu Yanchen, just in time to look into his eyes as deep as a pool of water.

Fu Yanchen looked at her calmly, his eyelids raised, his emotions indistinguishable, "Okay, let's play your cards."

Everyone kept silent knowingly.

Lin Yan knew, however, that this guy was definitely in a good mood and was just pretending to be in front of his wife.

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhongqiao curiously.

He and Zhong Qiao hadn't seen each other for several years.

See him once and he will become a different person.

He remembered that when he saw her for the first time, he was very stunning. She was wearing a light gray jeans and a high ponytail. She had that fresh and beautiful white moonlight feeling. The little girl is also very lovable, very courageous, yet ignorant and cute.

The second time they met was after she married Fu Yanchen. Zhong Qiao changed drastically, giving people a feeling of being half-dead, with no light and no love in his eyes. He and Fu Yanchen looked nothing like a newlywed couple, as if The man who married her was an old man in his seventies or eighties.

And now, it's turned upside down again in an instant.

Luo Luo is generous, the sun is shining brightly, and Fu Yanchen and the two of them are also very good at mixing honey with oil.

Women are so unpredictable.

He shook his head and met Yu Ying's eyes. He grinned and winked at Yu Ying.

Fu Yanchen: "Lin Yan, come and take my seat. I'm going to the bathroom."

"Hey, here we go." Lin Yan sat over and smiled coquettishly, "Don't worry, leave it to me, I will screw it up for you. "

Fu Yanchen curled his lower lip slightly, "Losing cards also requires brains."

Lin Yan reacted for a moment and widened his eyes. "Old Fu, I won't use curse words like you."

Zhong Qiao and Yu Ying. Laughing on the sidelines.

Yu Ying commented on Lin Yan, "Like a living treasure."

Zhong Qiao rolled his eyes: "You two complement each other quite well."

Yu Ying smiled and did not deny it.

So was Fu Yanchen and Zhong Qiao. She looked at Zhong Qiao with admiration.

With her bright appearance, outgoing personality, and a sense of indifference that has gone through vicissitudes of life, Zhong Qiao is a wonderful fusion of the alluring peony and the person as pale as a chrysanthemum.

She was curious about what Fu Yanchen would look for before, but now that she saw Zhong Qiao, she knew that everything was just right.

Thinking of the sentence "It's all my wife's credit", Yu Ying couldn't help but laugh at her aunt.

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At the public washbasin in the bathroom, Fu Yanchen noticed that the eyes of the people next to him seemed to fall on him.

He wiped his hands slowly, raised his eyes, looked at the person in the mirror, and asked with his eyes.

Fang Zejian quickly wiped his hands, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile, "Fu Dong."

Fu Yanchen was not in the habit of shaking hands with people after going to the bathroom, and only nodded slightly.

He recognized that this was the person who was in the box just now, looked at him lightly, and motioned for him to identify himself.

Fang Zejian retracted his hand in embarrassment, "I am Fang Zejian from the Fang family. I came here to see you this time just to tell you..."

"Stop." Fu Yanchen knew the other party's intention after hearing this. He raised his hand and said in a cold voice, "Your brother has already apologized for what happened to you."

Fang Jing is Fu Jiawen's psychiatrist, and the auxiliary treatment during this period has been very effective.

He accepted the favor and didn't care about Fang Zejian, but he didn't want to hear the old things mentioned again here.

"However, your brother's friendship with me is only enough for one time. I don't want this kind of thing to happen again." Fu Yanchen paused slightly and turned to look back at him with a very cold tone.

"Yes...yes, yes, yes." Fang Zejian swallowed slightly, and another layer of cold sweat broke out on his palms that he had just washed.

After Fu Yanchen had been gone for a while, he came back to his senses, returned to the sink, washed his face with cold water, and did not have the courage to stay any longer.

He sent a message to Lin Ziao saying that he was in an emergency and was leaving first.

Lin Ziao frowned in confusion when he received the news.

Fang Zejian was so eager to bring him to this bureau before, saying that he had done something wrong and wanted to find an opportunity to apologize to Fu Yanchen.

Why are people leaving now?

-Fu

Yanchen returned to his seat and deliberately lost two games.

He glanced at Zhong Qiao and said with a smile, "Honey, help me with the transfer."

Under this dim light, the yuppie in Fu Yanchen's appearance was revealed, the tail of his eyebrows was slightly raised, and he smiled When she calls her wife, she is very confusing.

Zhong Qiao tried his best to suppress his beating heartbeat, sat over and lowered his voice, "I can't."

They were playing Texas Hold'em, and she could play Landlords at most.

Lin Yan had a sharp ear and proactively suggested, "I've been playing Texas Hold'em for so long, how about playing dice for a while?"

"Okay, my hands just feel itchy." Others agreed.

The game was played with dice, but Zhongqiao had played it before.

I played a few games, half losing and half winning.

When Lin Zi'ao came on stage, Fu Yanchen raised the corner of his lower lip and said, "It's boring to play around. Let's bet on something."

Lin Zi'ao: "What are you betting on?"

Fu Yanchen tapped his knuckles on the table, and Lin Zi'ao's face turned slightly. Change.

This means gambling on the foundation and operating rights of a hotel.

Even if it's a luxury car or something, he'd bet on it, but he really didn't dare to go to this hotel because his family knew they would break his legs.

He forced a smile and said, "Brother Fu, let's change."

Lin Yan was about to speak, but Fu Yanchen's eyes warned him. He stopped talking and looked at Lin Zi'ao with a frown.

This kid must have offended Fu Yanchen somewhere.

Fu Yanchen chuckled lightly, "Don't you dare?" He turned the wedding ring on his hand calmly, "If I bet you, I will bet you the land in Beiyuan."

Lin Zi'ao was sitting on pins and needles, and there were already people watching next to him. He laughed.

But the temptation of the land in Beiyuan is indeed not small.

My father has been thinking about it all the time, and has tried many ways to find it, but he can't find it.

If you don't accept the bet now, you will not only be laughed at, but you will also lose the opportunity to win the Beiyuan land.

After weighing it for only a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Bet, what's the way to play? Let's continue playing dice?"

Fu Yanchen raised his eyes, "Compare the size directly."

There was some trivial discussion next to him, "Damn, it's so exciting. "

Did Lin Ziao offend someone?"

"I don't know, please keep your voice down!"

"..."

Lin Ziao's heart was beating violently, and he resisted the pressure and sat opposite Fu Yanchen.

"Wait a minute." Fu Yanchen looked up at Zhong Qiao, "Honey, help me play a game."

Lin Ziao's eyes showed a hint of disbelief.

He didn't understand what Fu Yanchen meant.

Zhong Qiao didn't know why, so he sat next to Fu Yanchen and pinched his leg.

Fu Yanchen calmly grabbed her rebellious hand and gave her a reassuring look, "It's okay, little gambler. No matter the outcome, just have fun."

Everyone: "..."

Lin Yan also said slightly. He raised his eyebrows, do you call this a small gamble?

...

Zhong Qiao lost the first game.

Lin Ziao breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Yanchen was playing with the back of Zhong Qiao's hand. This bet, which could easily cost tens or even hundreds of millions, looked like a game to him.

The purpose is just for the players to be happy and for Zhong Qiao to be happy.

Zhong Qiao actually hasn't figured out the weight of the bet yet. She only saw Fu Yanchen knocking on the table and then saying something about Beiyuan.

She didn't quite understand, but Fu Yanchen let her play it as a game, and she devoted herself wholeheartedly.

As the dice Gu fell on the table, everyone held their breath.

In this round, Zhong Qiao won.

Everyone almost stopped breathing for a moment.

By the last round, Lin Ziao was sweating profusely and trying to calm his breathing.

Some even dare not open it.

As the dice Gu was lifted bit by bit, his heart was in his throat.

The moment he saw the number on the dice, all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away.

Zhongqiao won two out of three games.

Fu Yanchen looked at him with a half-smile.

Lin Ziao buried his head and grabbed his hair in frustration. When he raised his eyes again, the ends of his eyes were a little red.

Lin Yan stepped forward and spoke, "Old Fu."

He called out Fu Yanchen's name, but did not say the second half of the sentence.

The hotel they are in is the most luxurious five-star hotel in the CBD. Both the land and the hotel itself are not a small sum of money.

But this was indeed Lin Ziao's own bet, no one forced him.

Even if Lin Ziao is his cousin, he has no position to speak now.

All he could do was sigh.

Fu Yanchen glanced at Lin Yan, leaned on the back of the sofa, and sent a message to Zhong Qiao: [Want to take away the winning chips? ]

Wife: [? ]

F: [I just won the hotel and the land. 】

Zhong Qiao glanced at him with his peripheral vision in shock.

Wife: [.......]

F: [Do you want to? 】

Zhong Qiao finally understood what the sudden low pressure was about.

Such a big bet!

Remembering that Fu Yanchen still had 60 blackening points left, she panicked: [It's up to you...but don't bet so big next time, my heart is not good [smile]]

Fu Yanchen turned off the phone and tapped it with her fingertips. Click on the desktop.

From Lin Ziao's perspective, it was like a countdown to the verdict.

I didn't eat tonight and my head feels a little dizzy.

"I'm in a good mood today. The land belongs to me, and the operating rights are still left to you, but..." Fu Yanchen narrowed his eyes with a warning, "Next time, don't bring some cats and dogs in."