"I just say that the lottery is given by people anyway, so it's useless to not want it!"

"It's useless to ask for it! His lame leg with a bad face, even a duck who can win the prize can climb a tree..."

The couple ignored Meng Hao, but instead walked forward while muttering.

"Brother Cheng, the house you rented is with them?" Meng Hao looked at the couple's back and asked casually.

"No, who dares to live too close to the couple's temper? The house I rented is far away from them, but it's just one direction!" Cheng He replied.

"Then Brother Cheng must remember to watch CCTV One at 8:30 pm. I'm sure you can win at least the second prize in this lottery!"

"Okay, I will definitely watch it tonight!"

Cheng He smiled and put away the lottery ticket, then said goodbye to Meng Haoyang.

Meng Hao saw the backs of Zhao Jianjiang and his wife who were about to disappear further ahead, and a cold smile streaked across his face.

He is not a saint. Zhao Jianjian dares to throw bricks at him, so he will definitely not let Zhao Jianjian live a better life.
Chapter completed!