"...Secondly, listen to me more from now on. I will never harm you. They say women are like water and bring wealth. You see, ever since Wanqing sat next to me, the renminbi kept rolling into my arms.
From now on, remember to be nice to her, don't have a cold face or a fierce look all day long, don't scare the God of Wealth."
Seeing Yang Mufan's face getting more and more ugly, Nan Juefeng said with a smile: "It's getting late, so I won't disturb your time to go home and rest. I have to leave City A tomorrow, and I have to go home to pack my luggage.
about."
After saying that, Nan Juefeng whistled happily, got into the car, and returned to the hotel.
On the way back to Xishang Courtyard, Mu Wanqing felt an extremely strong wind, whistling in the carriage, rolling and surging, and the air did not dare to come out.
Yang Mufan was so angry that his internal organs ached.
Mu Wanqing saw that his face was ashen and she kindly advised him: "Mu Fan, don't be angry. Next time, just win the money back."
Unexpectedly, Yang Mufan's emotions suddenly burst out, and he shouted at her with a ferocious face: "You have the nerve to tell me, why are you sitting next to other men tonight when you have nothing to do? You won my money with other men, how cool is it?"
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"..." Mu Wanqing didn't dare to speak immediately. Of course, she also felt extremely aggrieved. It was obvious that he had bet money without looking at the cards. Why was he blaming her now?
Mu Wanqing looked at Mufan with the corner of her eyes resentfully.
When Yang Mufan saw her sly look, he felt angry and shouted angrily: "What are you aiming at?! Do you think I have wronged you?! Mu Wanqing, it's all your fault that I lost money tonight. It's obvious that I'm here
Before you sat down here, I was extremely lucky, but as soon as you sat down here, I was extremely lucky."
"How can you blame me? It's obvious that you were too impulsive when playing cards." Mu Wanqing couldn't bear it anymore and simply complained in a low voice.
It was okay if she didn't say it. When she said it, Yang Mufan became even more angry. He stared at her with red eyes: "What did you say?! I play cards impulsively?! Mu Wanqing, are you unaware at all?
Where is your mistake?! What is your relationship with Nan Juefeng?! He asked you to sit next to him, so you sat next to him, and he asked you to light a cigarette for him. Hey, you
Who do you eat, use, and live in now? I’ve seen people with elbows turned outward, but I’ve never seen people with elbows as crooked as yours.”
At this time, Mu Wanqing finally heard a reason.
Yang Mufan lost such a temper and showed such a ferocious expression just because: during the card game, she didn't sit next to him, but sat next to Nan Juefeng?!
Mu Wanqing was immediately in a trance.
My thoughts can't help but fly back to my school days.
At that time, my admiration for Fan seemed to be so possessive.
He clearly never admitted that he liked her, he kept saying that he didn't love him, and he clearly pushed her to Yang Muchen for everything. But every time he saw her having the slightest contact with any of her male classmates, he was immediately surrounded by a terrible black miasma.
On Saturday, Yang Mufan had a rare weekend off. After lunch, Yang Mufan taught Yang Muan first-grade mathematics and English in the back garden. Mu Wanqing, wearing a comfortable and cool long skirt, stood in the kitchen, holding a sculpture
Using a knife, carefully carve the apple into cute little rabbits one after another...