Qi Benyu subconsciously cursed inwardly, his eyes sweeping over Mo Tingqi with particularly unfriendly intent. "What, it's you again?"
His face, which was full of the look of "enemies meeting on a narrow road," made Shen Shaolin's heart skip a beat.
"..." So they know each other?
He was genuinely having a headache. He did enjoy watching the show, but they were on leave, and if something really happened, or if they ended up in jail for fighting, their faces would be swollen from being beaten up!
Li Chuan rubbed his forehead in exasperation. Feeling the increasingly tense atmosphere, he whispered to Shen Shaolin in a voice only the two of them could hear, "The atmosphere is getting more and more tense. You shouldn't have called him over."
He couldn't help but think to himself, "What kind of mess is this?"
Shen Shaolin's headache lasted less than a second before a smug smile crept onto his lips. "From another perspective, isn't this also a grand spectacle?"
Although it's very likely that it will turn into an action movie if things don't go well, such a grand spectacle is a once-in-a-century event. Since there's a free movie to watch, why not take a look?
It has to be said that a cunning old fox like him, full of wicked humor, would only gloat over others' misfortunes; how could he possibly be genuinely worried about them?
Even if he really ends up in jail, at least he'll have so many people with him. If he loses face, it'll be a group of people who lose face. What's there for him to be ashamed of?
Qi Benyu looked at him with particular confusion, "Damn it, why are you so persistent?"
That blatant disdain was like a silent question: How come you're still alive?
Mo Tingqi's lips immediately curled into a playful smile, "If you're still alive, then naturally I'm alive too?"
That's very true. You're not dead yet, how could I possibly die first?
"..."
(⊙o⊙) Damn, if I'm really going to die, I need to stay far away from him. He doesn't want to see me!
He felt an unbearable pain in his heart when he thought about the hundred million yuan that had been inexplicably swindled out of him!
Mo Tingqi said with a half-smile, "Why haven't you come to my bar lately? I miss you so much!"
Qi Benyu was indignant, his originally fair and handsome face now flushed red with anger, “…”
Go to hell, get lost, do you really think he's a sucker?
If Mo Tingqi could hear the roar in his heart, he would definitely say in a very righteous and indignant way, "Aren't you my sucker to begin with?"
Thinking of this, Qi Benyu immediately turned to look at Ji Muhan, the subtext of "I sacrificed a hundred million for you" couldn't be more obvious!
"..."
Mo Xiaoqing felt that she saw the words "I want reimbursement" in his eyes.
As Ji Muhan's official girlfriend, all she could think about was that one month, holy crap, a hundred million.
So, she immediately grabbed Ji Muhan's sleeve nervously.
Although Ji Muhan didn't know what had happened, he knew it must be because of Qi Benyu's arrival that she reacted this way, so he patted Mo Xiaoqing's hair reassuringly.
Actually, Mo Xiaoqing really wanted to remind him not to give him the money.
But then I thought about it again.
Oh, he probably can't even come up with a hundred million!
If Shen Shaolin could hear what she was thinking, he would definitely tell her loudly, "Girl, you've really misjudged this point. There's no way Ji Muhan can't produce it."
This was just a little bit that flowed from under his fingernails, but it all filled the hole in his body.
His movements were gentle and tender. "It's alright."
Mo Xiaoqing thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of being patted on the head by him. She subconsciously narrowed her eyes and rubbed against his hand. Her comfortable and blissful expression burned the eyes of some people.
Mo Tingqi's gaze grew increasingly deep as he looked at him. He clasped his hands together and unconsciously pressed his knuckles, the bones making a cracking sound.
Looking at the side, Li Chuan felt a chill run down his spine.
Holy crap, who are the people in Mo Xiaoqing's family? They're all terrifying.
No, there is still someone who wants to act like a gentleman.
That's right, it's Mo Yanyu.
From beginning to end, he calmly let Ji Muhan touch his sister's hair, and then continued to sip his tea with composure.
He seemed to be the only one who remained calm throughout the entire event, as calm as an outsider, watching them put on a show without a care in the world.
Mo Tingqi glanced at everyone in the private room with a half-smile, and said something meaningful, "I'm very interested in you all. Come visit my bar sometime?"
Qi Benyu retorted reflexively, "I'm not interested in you at all."
Holy crap, are we going again?
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