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Han Jingmo was also surprised when he saw Lu Wanwan, he saw that there were many small pieces of paper stuck on her face in a mess, and her eyes were wide open, like a little kitten.

He couldn't help but chuckled, pulling the wound at the corner of his mouth, and he gasped in pain.

Lu Wanwan came to her senses and immediately raised her two paws to wipe off all the papers on her face. She tried her best to lose to Guan Yiwei with every roll of the dice. Is it easy for her? She was

really worried about her brother.

Lu Wanwan stood up, ran over, and looked at him worriedly with her little head tilted up: "What's the matter with you?" There was a bruise at the corner of his mouth, as if he had been beaten.

And Zhao Jingxing, there was a bruise on the corner of his eye, as if he was beaten.

Did these two people really fight?

There were no visible injuries on other parts of his body, but it was unknown whether there were any injuries covered by his clothes.

Han Jingmo remained calm and lied calmly: "Zhao Jingxing accidentally fell and hit the corner of his eye. I went to help him up, but I didn't stand steadily and touched the corner of his mouth."

Lu Wanwan: "..."

Excuse me, are you guys sent by monkeys? Only

a three-year-old child would believe such a childish lie!

Zhao Jingxing leaned against the door frame, touching the injured corner of his eye with his right index finger. It was very painful, but when he heard Han Jingmo's words, he laughed, a little evil: "It was obviously you who fell, and I went to help you."

Han Jingmo glanced at him with indifferent eyes.

Zhao Jingxing spread his hands and shut up.

Lu Wanwan was simply convinced. What was there to argue about such a stupid thing?

Others also noticed the situation here. They didn't bother to ask why Han Jingmo was here, and hurriedly asked the waiter to get the medical kit to clean their wounds.

In fact, the injury was not serious. Just apply medicine and put on a Band-Aid.

What was serious was that Lu Wanwan found that Lu Guanghan's hand was also injured! It was more serious than the injuries of Han Jingmo and Zhao Jingxing! The blood flowed like a river!

Upon closer inspection, there were small pieces of glass shards stuck in the flesh of the palm of his hand, and it was a bloody mess.

They say that the ten fingers are connected to the heart. How painful must this be.

But Lu Guanghan's expression did not change except for a slight frown on his brows.

Lu Wanwan asked reluctantly: "What happened to you?"

"The wine glass is broken." Lu Guanghan answered evasively.

Gu Qiaobei then realized that his hand was injured and was immediately shocked. He only punched him twice, why is there bleeding?

Could it be that the snapping sound just now was the glass being crushed by him?

While thinking about it, Lu Wanwan had already taken out a small pair of tweezers from the medical box and timidly helped him take out the glass fragments, but because of the shaking of his hands, the pain was aggravated. He

shook three times and felt pain three times.

Lu Guanghan could no longer bear it, his face turned black, and his tone was unfriendly: "Lu Wanwan, don't wait for an opportunity to retaliate, I still have another hand to beat you!"

Lu Wanwan: "..." There was only one word "unfairness", and she only said it once.

Looking at the bloody mess, Guan Yiwei felt her hands begin to hurt.

Tao Yichen wanted to say, "Let me do it," but Gu Qiaobei was one step ahead of him, saying apologetically, "Let me do it, my hands are steady."

Lu Wanwan nodded immediately, "Okay, okay!" She decisively gave up her seat, giving her brother an opportunity for close contact.

Han Jingmo watched with interest.

Suddenly, Lu Wanwan's cell phone rang. It was Lin Wei calling. She went outside the box to answer the phone: "Sister Lin Wei, it's so late, what's the matter?"

"This is it." Lin Wei said clearly: "In two months it will be the eighth anniversary celebration of "Drunken Dreams", and they are planning an exhibition match. Because you and Jing Mo are their spokespersons, they want to invite you to participate."

"Participate?" Lu Wanwan was surprised. This kind of exhibition match was not a simple live broadcast. It required showing up at the venue and personally operating the game to play in front of tens of thousands of fans.

"Yes." Lin Wei introduced: "Two plans have been planned now. One, you and Jing Mo are on the same team, leading the other three players to form a team of five, and PK with the other team; two, you and Jing Mo each lead a team, and your two teams will PK. No matter which plan, whether it is teammates or opponents, because of your boyfriend-girlfriend relationship with Jing Mo, it will be very interesting. You decide whether to choose one or two."

Needless to say, being on the same team with Han Jingmo will definitely win all the way, but being an opponent of Han Jingmo is very exciting. Lu Wanwan was a little curious: "I decide? Don't I need to ask Han Jingmo?"

"No need to ask, if you agree, he will definitely agree."

"..." What Lin Wei said made sense, and she couldn't refute it for a while.

Lu Wanwan coughed lightly: "Let me think about it. If you are not in a hurry, I will give you an answer in two days."

Lin Wei smiled: "Okay, I will call you later."

"Okay."

After talking about some details, she hung up the phone. Lu Wanwan calculated in her mind that whether she was on the same team with Han Jingmo or not, there must be other team members. The first choice must be the Ninth Prince and his team. In this case, she must tell the Ninth Prince in advance.

And in this case, they must meet, which makes her a little nervous. What

's more nervous is that she doesn't know whether the Ninth Prince is willing to be on the same team with her. After all, people who are not stupid will choose Han Jingmo, and the Ninth Prince is not stupid at all.

She was thinking about it when she saw a tightly wrapped person walking over with his head down. Just by looking at the clothes, she recognized it as Yan Shengkai and almost forgot about it.

Yan Shengkai kept walking with her head down, wearing sunglasses and a mask.

Lu Wanwan did not return to the box, but waited for her leisurely.

When Yan Shengkai walked in front of her, she suddenly stretched out her right foot.

Yan Shengkai was tripped, screamed, fell down, and turned back angrily: "Who tripped me!"

"Me." Lu Wanwan waved his hand and looked at her with a smile.

"Lu Wanwan...you must have done it on purpose!"

"Yes, I did it on purpose, what's the matter?"

"You!" Yan Shengkai was choked and almost couldn't breathe. He climbed up from the ground in a wolfish manner, and the anger in his eyes almost burst out.

Lu Wanwan curled up the corners of his mouth and said slowly: "Not only do I want to tie you up, I also want your leg."

Hearing this, Yan Shengkai felt a chill all over her body and her scalp began to tingle. She recalled the scene when she and those men fought with steel pipes when they kidnapped Lu Wanwan. She swallowed her saliva in fear and said in a trembling voice: "Lu Wanwan, don't mess around. This is a bar, there are people everywhere. If I shout, they will know that you are beating people in public!"

"You shout, but no one will respond even if you shout your throat out..." Lu Wanwan paused. Damn it, she said the wrong line. Her eyes turned cold: "Do you want me to beat you, or do you beat yourself?"

"I..." Hatred flashed in Yan Shengkai's eyes. She felt like a mouse being teased by a cat. She was completely humiliated. She gritted her teeth, took two quick steps back, turned around and ran away.

Lu Wanwan raised his eyes slightly, took two steps to chase after her, flashed in front of her, blocked her way, and curved his lips: "Did I let you go? You dare to run?"