Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

However, what was unexpected was that Gu Hengbo was very talkative and immediately said: "Since the dean is busy outside, I will come back another day."

Feng Yu wanted to say something else, but the other end of the phone had already hung up.

Feng Yu frowned and said in a low voice: "It's so nagging."

Qin Si had already driven out the car outside. Seeing him talking on the phone, he rolled down the window and said to Feng Yu, "Dean, get in the car."

Feng Yu ignored Gu Hengbo's frivolous phone call, opened the passenger door, and got into the car neatly.

Qin Si stepped on the accelerator and the car drove off in an instant.

Feng Yu sent a text message to Qiao Nian in the car saying that everyone had gone back and asked her to go back early, so she put her phone back and closed her eyes in the car to rest.

He didn't notice that when the red sports car turned, there was a black Bentley parked at the intersection. The license plate of that car was very familiar to him. It was Gu Hengbo's car...

Gu Hengbo took away his cell phone in the car and sent out a message with an expressionless expression: Get ready to take action!

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At the same time, the atmosphere in Yaomen's large box was extremely lively.

Yang Liu was already sitting on the Pai Gow table and began to shake the dice cup in his hand.

Moxi saw her determined look and couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Master Wan, Miss Qiao has placed you as a bet. What if she loses..."

No one in Yaomen expected that Mr. Wan's girlfriend was so good at playing. Instead, everyone had a different impression of Qiao Nian, at least not with the scrutinizing gaze they had when they first came in.

Ye Wangchuan put his hands in his windbreaker, raised his white chin, and glanced at him lazily and respectfully: "You really hope she loses?"

"Well, that's not the case." Moxi became calmer when he glanced at her: "I didn't expect Miss Qiao to bet on this. If she had bet on something else, Yang Liu should have the sense to not insist on winning. If Miss Qiao was betting on this...it would be hard to say."

After all, Yang Liu has been seriously in love with Mr. Wan for seven years. Seven years is still a long time, which at least shows how serious a person is.

Alas, Miss Qiao gambled too much this time.

Mr. Wan is afraid that he will be compensated!

He turned his head and looked at Mo Dong again. Seeing that Mo Dong didn't look too worried, he said with some surprise: "Why aren't you afraid that Miss Qiao will lose?"

Mo Dong glanced at him this time, as if he looked down on him. He folded his arms and asked calmly: "Have you ever seen Miss Qiao lose?"

Moxi was unable to refute his question for a moment: "But everyone knows that Yang Liu's skill in playing dice is outstanding. Miss Qiao..."

"...Let's take a look and then talk!" Mo Dongze interrupted him calmly and glanced at the man standing behind Qiao Nian.

He saw Ye Wangchuan's face looked calmer than his. Mo Dong calmed down instantly and returned his attention to the duel at the Pai Gow table.

At this moment, Yang Liu had already slammed the dice cup on the table, and directly opened the lid of the dice cup, revealing a total of 30 dice inside.

He looked at the girl proudly, with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Qiao, it's your turn, please!"

Qiao Nian slowly threw all six dice into the dice cup, turned around and raised her eyelids, and said to the man frivolously: "What if I lose?"

The doting in Ye Wangchuan's eyes almost overflowed. He lightly shrugged his shoulders, not caring at all that the box was full of people from Yaomen, and said lazily: "How do I, a low-income man, know?"

His eyes never left the girl for a second, and his eyes were scorching: "Why don't Qiao Shen try harder?"