Chapter 211 If You Don’t Want to Play, Get Out of the Way
Qiao Yanxin naturally saw Huang Yingying's rolling eyes, and thinking that it was a good day for the Lu family, she resisted the urge to fight back.
However, Ji Yanli would not indulge Huang Yingying. He glanced at her with a warning, and Huang Yingying immediately stopped.
Ji Yanli put his arm around Qiao Yanxin's slender waist and said, "Yanxin, let's not argue with people without manners. Let's go and sit on the sofa for a while."
Qiao Yanxin leaned lightly on Ji Yanli's chest, smiling sweetly.
"OK."
Lu Zhengheng also felt that Huang Yingying was very ungenerous, and said coldly: "If you are tired, go back to your room and rest. I can handle these guests by myself."
Huang Yingying was so angry that her nose was about to be crooked. She said unhappily, "Lu Zhengheng, what do you mean? You side with outsiders and not with me, right?"
"I'm sorry, I really can't stand by you because you really are quite uncultured!
How could a bride give a bad face to the guests? ”
Lu Zhengheng approached Huang Yingying and said with a suppressed temper, "Anyway, this is my condition. If you feel wronged, then it doesn't matter if we don't get married!"
Huang Yingying: “!!!”
Now, she was not only angry, but also felt aggrieved and was so angry that she was about to cry.
Lu Zhengheng had no intention of showing any sympathy to the lady. He also moved over to the sofa and started talking to Ji Yanli.
Bai Yue'e saw Qiao Yanxin coming and said with a smile: "Yanxin, let's go to the room."
Qiao Yanxin said something to Ji Yanli and followed Bai Yue'e into the bedroom.
Bai Yue'e: "Yanxin, the publishing house's collection of short stories has been compiled. Here is a sample. Take a look first."
As he spoke, he took out a beautifully printed book from the drawer. On the cover of the book were four large characters: "Ancient Charm and Elegance". Next to these four large characters was a line of small characters: "Ode to the Power of Traditional Women". The author was "Jian Wuchen".
Qiao Yanxin slowly turned the pages of the book. Each short story had a corresponding illustration.
The illustrations of this era were relatively simple, all of which were meticulous and line-drawn, but one could tell that the painters had very profound skills, and with just a few strokes they were able to make the characters very vivid and lifelike.
Qiao Yan was very satisfied and did not hesitate to praise him.
"Aunt Bai, the typesetting and printing of this book are very comfortable, and the illustrations are also very beautiful. It can be seen that a lot of effort was put into it. I have to thank you very much."
Bai Yue'e smiled and said, "Why should I thank you? We are mutually beneficial. If the book sells well, you can make more money, and our publishing house can also make more profit. It's the best of both worlds."
Qiao Yanxin smiled and asked, "The stage play is on, right?"
"The day I left Cloud City, The Last Bullet was being performed at the Grand Theater. The audience's response was very good, all positive reviews, not a single negative one."
The smile on Qiao Yanxin's face deepened.
Bai Yu'e continued, "I heard from the leaders that there will be several essay competitions next year, and the prize money is very attractive. Yanxin, I will call you when the essay information comes out, and you must participate."
"Aunt Bai, I'm sorry to bother you."
Bai Yue'e smiled and said, "Why are you being so polite again? Yanxin, you are good in every way, but you are too polite."
Lu Jianguo came in and called Bai Yue'e to go out and greet the guests, and Qiao Yanxin followed her out.
Ji Yanli and Ji Xiangyuan were pulled to the balcony to play cards with others. Qiao Yanxin walked over to Ji Yanli, sat next to him, and leaned on his shoulder to watch him play cards.
Ji Yanli put his arm around Qiao Yanxin's waist and said with a smile, "Yanxin, do you want to play?"
Ji Xiangyuan: "Sister-in-law, please sit here and play with me. I don't want to play anymore."
Qiao Yanxin waved her hand and said, "Xiang Yuan, just play your game and don't worry about me."
Although Ji Yanli seldom played cards, he was smart and had a quick mind. He could not only remember the cards played by others, but also count them. He won one hand after another, and in a short while, he had won a handful of big cards, all of which were piled on the table in front of him.
Soon someone shouted, "Master Ji can count cards. We have no chance of winning. We don't want to play anymore. Master Ji has won all the money."
Ji Xiangyuan also said with a bitter face: "Brother, you are too cruel. You won all my money. I have no money for living expenses this month and next month."
Ji Yanli just wanted to play a few rounds for fun, and he didn't really think about winning other people's money. He generously pushed the big unity in front of him to the middle of the table and said with a smile: "Everyone, calculate how much you have lost. Whoever's money it is, take it back."
Ji Xiangyuan lost the most. When he heard that he could get back all his lost money, he immediately smiled and stretched out his arms to grab the money on the table.
Just as Ji Yanli was about to take Qiao Yanxin to his feet and let someone else play cards, a cold and provocative voice sounded above his head.
"Brother Ji, Yan Xin, don't leave in a hurry. I'll play with you for a few rounds."
Qiao Yanxin raised her eyes and saw Song Yunting looking at her and Ji Yanli with coldness and disdain.
Ji Weiwei held Song Yunting's arm affectionately and smiled very proudly.
Ji Yanli ignored Song Yunting and said to Ji Weiwei in a cold voice: "Weiwei, take care of your people and don't let him embarrass himself."
When he was about to stand up by pulling Qiao Yanxin, Song Yunting continued to provoke him: "Brother Ji, are you afraid to play with me?
Are you afraid that I will win all the money in your pocket? ”
Ji Weiwei was still adding fuel to the fire.
"Yun Ting, my elder brother has plenty of money. He is not afraid of losing money, but he is afraid of not being able to afford to lose this person if he loses the game. You should stop playing with him."
Ji Yanli's eyes suddenly turned cold, his pretty thin lips curved slightly, and he glanced coldly at Song Yunting and Ji Weiwei.
Then he gently asked for Qiao Yanxin's opinion.
"Yan Xin, since someone is rushing to give us money, we can't refuse it, don't you think?"
"Yeah, we can't refuse their respect. It's a banquet, so just play a few rounds with them."
Qiao Yanxin's delicate lips curled up into a brilliant smile, and she said, "Song Yunting, Ji Weiwei, how about this, the four of us play together, Yanli and I will be in one team, and you two will be in another team.
If you want to play, you have to play big. A hand of cards costs fifty dollars. If you lose, you must pay it on the spot and you cannot delay. ”
Song Yunting curled his lips: "Okay! Qiao Yanxin, I'll do as you say!"
Ji Weiwei said proudly: "Brother, you two have to prepare the money, and don't cry poor to us later!"
Ji Xiangyuan particularly looked down on Ji Weiwei and couldn't help but blame her: "Ji Weiwei, you must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. You actually teamed up with Song Yunting to cheat your own brother!
Humph, you should remind Song Yunting not to cry when he loses everything he has! ”
Ji Weiwei: "Ji Xiangyuan, this is none of your business. If you don't want to play, get out of here!"
"I won't leave. I want to see how my elder brother and sister-in-law torture you two!"
Ji Xiangyuan moved a chair and sat next to Ji Yanli, looking as if they were sharing the same hatred for the enemy.
When everyone saw that Ji Yanli and Song Yunting were going to fight, they all stood up to make room for them.
After Song Yunting and Ji Weiwei sat down.
Ji Yanli picked up the playing cards on the table and began to shuffle them...
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