Dong Yutong smiled, and there was pride between the lines.
Xia Mang twitched his lips and glanced at the other three people secretly.
Dongfang Cheng gave her all his family fortune, and Xia Mang realized that all the arms of the Northern Palace came from Kinmen.
"Do you know what Beifu does?" Xia Mang asked casually with a smile.
"As for the shooting club, well, that's all I can say. There are still many things in this world that people like you can't access." Dong Yutong tried his best to show his superiority among them.
Dongfang Cheng suppressed his laughter and asked with a raised eyebrow, "How long have you been with Crichton?"
People like Crichton have plenty of women, but it's hard to say about girlfriends.
Dong Yutong turned his gaze towards him, his face showing disdain: "What Crichton, cousin, if you don't know, don't talk nonsense."
Dongfang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth, glanced at Dong Yutong, took the teapot from the table, added water to Xia Mang, and asked: "Who is your boyfriend?"
Although the two families have a bad relationship, he is still his mother's side of the family. If he is cheated and loses everything, he will have to come to him for help.
"Since he is the head of the Northern Mansion, he should be no worse than the leader." Xia Mang smiled and took a sip of tea.
Dong Yutong raised her chin slightly and glanced at the tea Xia Mang was drinking: "I'm not sure about this. Things involving that aspect are not something people like us can ask."
"Oh, indeed." Xia Mang narrowed his eyes and put down the cup.
Shen Qing raised his head and glanced at Dong Yutong with a cold and indifferent expression.
Dong Yutong noticed her gaze and turned to meet her eyes. The girl was too beautiful and her gaze was too cold, like an ice knife when it fell on him.
She quickly looked away and stopped looking at Shen Qing.
"Master, Madam, the invitations you requested are here." The servant brought a tray with a red wedding invitation on it.
The people here have to be sent out separately. They are all internationally famous, such as Tengu, the medical team, etc.
"Qingqing, this is for you." Xia Mang opened the first one and gave it to her directly.
Shen Qing glanced at Gu Ting, and the man immediately reached out to take it.
The word "囍" on the wedding invitation was very eye-catching. The man lowered his eyes and his eyelashes drooped slightly, covering up his emotions.
A little jealous.
Dong Yutong glanced at them, thinking of the target he saw in the garden yesterday, and said with a smile: "Since everyone is here, let's go play some darts."
When she was in Country Y before, her boyfriend Louis taught her and praised her for her accuracy in darts.
Xia Mang was stunned for a moment and looked at Shen Qing: "Do you want to play?"
The girl raised her lips, stood up and said, "Well, let's try it."
Dongfang Cheng raised his eyebrows, tutted, and said to Gu Ting with a smile: "Brother Ting, your little fairy will kill us without leaving a single piece of armor."
Shen Qing's marksmanship is frighteningly accurate.
Gu Ting looked at Shen Qing and naturally put his arm around her shoulders: “Yeah.”
Dong Yutong also stood up, glanced at them with disdain on his face, and walked alone in front.
The servant prepared the dart and placed it ten meters away from the target.
Dong Yutong was the first to go over and picked up two darts. She was weak and walked forward seven or eight steps before stopping.
Xia Mang sat on the chair, squinted his eyes and glanced at it, raised his leg and lightly kicked Dongfang Cheng's calf, and asked: "How many rings?"
"Eighth and Nine Rings." Dongfang Cheng held a dart in his hand and asked her with a smile, "Do you want to play a game?"
"Yeah." Xia Mang stood up, took two steps forward, and threw the dart.
Dong Yutong was about to say that her posture was wrong when she heard Dongfang Cheng's call.
"Wow! Xia Xia is awesome! Ten rings!"
Dong Yutong was stunned. He turned around and took a closer look. The dart really hit the bull's eye.
"This..." She looked at Xia Mang in disbelief, "How is this possible?"
How could Xia Mang be more accurate than her?
"Hey, move away for a bit." Xia Mang had already retreated to the edge of the chair. "Our Qingqing is about to begin."
Dong Yutong hadn't recovered from her shock yet, and moved to the side with stiff steps.
Shen Qing was standing next to Xia Mang. He raised his hand seemingly casually, and heard a sound of breaking wind, and two more darts were added to the bull's eye.
Dong Yutong's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.
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