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Chapter 817

Chapter 817

"Okay, now that we've finished talking about work, let's not talk about work and let's play some games." Miszhan said.

Then he mentioned the games he was very interested in:

"Mrs. Bo and Miss Lan were put on makeup by a makeup artist together and wore exactly the same clothes. Let's identify them.

The person who admits the mistake loses the chips, and the person who admits the mistake gets an extra thousand point in the contract."

Thousand points may sound small, but for huge projects, they represent tens of thousands.

Jiang Yanran agreed very much: "I like this game."

Lan Xixi: "..."

What kind of friend is this? Can’t you see that she just wants to leave?

She quietly raised her eyes to look at the dignified and elegant Bo Zhanye sitting on the seat. He probably wouldn't agree, right?

Please don’t agree!

"Okay." However, the man's voice broke all Lan Xixi's hopes.

Immediately afterwards, his next words were like torture.

He said: "My wife will never admit her mistake."

So domineering, so determined, with deep love for his wife.

Lan Jiao originally didn't want to play this kind of game, but after hearing what Bo Zhanye said, she immediately happily held his arm:

"Zhan Ye, I love you."

Then he stood up with a smile and prepared for the game.

Lan Xixi was stunned in place.

His words, his attitude, his alienation, and his doting on Lan Jiao were all like cactus pricking towards her.

It's painful and depressing.

But why does she have the right to be sad?

He and Lan Jiao were originally husband and wife!

This is their life and the right track!

She forced herself to suppress her emotions and walked behind the scenes.

About fifteen minutes.

The lights were turned on and the two women appeared together.

They all wore American-style clothes, had the same hair style, and the same makeup. They stood together as if there was a mirror.

The complicated costumes make the game more difficult.

"This..." Misjan was embarrassed.

Jiang Yanran also frowned.

When she was in the empire, she recognized Lan Xixi immediately, but that was because their auras were different.

Now that I put on such complicated makeup and clothes, my personal temperament is completely suppressed, making it difficult to recognize her.

"Master Jiu, what do you think?" Misjan asked the question.

Bo Zhanye's deep, dark eyes fell on the two of them, as if they were covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see their true emotions.

"Guess first."

His posture is somewhat breezy.

Misjan felt the pressure.

It’s not that you care about the chips. Don’t you want to win when you play games?

He touched his cheeks, stood up, walked up to the two of them, looked at them seriously, and finally said with surprise and certainty:

"The one on the left is Mrs. Bo! She was full of love when she saw Mr. Bo just now, she must be!"

Bo Zhanye raised his sword eyebrows coolly:

"Love?

Is Mr. Smith afraid that he is a little blind?

On the right is Mrs. Bo, who loves me deeply, is trusting and considerate."

"Ah? How is that possible?" Mr. Mies looked at the woman he identified as:

"Are you Mrs. Bo?"

Lan Xixi felt extremely congested at this moment.

Yes, Bo Zhanye guessed it right.

His words just now were so sarcastic, so certain, and so sinister:

Lan Jiao loves him and doesn't know how to test him, but she is disgusted and bored.

She squeezed her hands tightly, her throat was choked, and she couldn't speak.

On the other hand, Lan Jiao said happily:

"Zhan Ye, when I just saw the mirror, I almost couldn't tell the difference. I didn't expect you to really recognize me.

What a surprise, love you.”


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