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In the Dogali Mountain in Kowloon, there is a row of white, slightly old three-story townhouses. This place is a gathering place for celebrities and luxury houses. Deng Guangrong, Chen Xinjian, and Tsui Hark are all here.

Of course, there are the most people around No. 32.

Four or five red taxis were piled on the road. The driver sat in the car and waited, picking up plastic tea cups from time to time to drink strong tea. Some people stood by fire hydrants and smoked and waited.

The road was a T-junction. In a small and exquisite red Honda N600, an entertainment reporter held a handheld camera and shot at the window with a light on the upstairs. On the side of the exterior wall, there were also several entertainment paparazzi holding cameras scattered to try, but unfortunately, the security guards stared at them.

At the end of the street is a slope. At this time, a Bentley car is in sight, followed by a black flatfish.

…

In the living room on the second floor of the villa, there were scattered sounds and silver bell-like jokes. A servant walked in with snacks, and the whole living room suddenly became clear.

The simple chandeliers hang down, and a card table is close to the fireplace.

"Young chicken."

"bump--"

Liu Jialing's hair was slightly tied up, and the side bangs made her look more feminine. She was wearing a suspender hip skirt, and the corners of her mouth were filled with unknown meanings. She smiled slightly at Aunt Lin on the left.

The permed slightly curly hair, the dark eyebrows were like the youth, the bean paste on the lips was red and dyed with lip lines and was tempting. The deep V puff sleeve velvet top was so surging that it was white and shining under the firelight on the side.

As his eyes passed, Wang Xianxian still had long flowing hair and was so beautiful that it was extremely beautiful. However, at this moment, his eyebrows were frowning, lowering his head, and his dark pupils stared at his own croaker card on the table.

1,2,3,4…12?

cough.

Qingxia coughed.

Wang Xianxian, who was in a positive number, felt that his long legs were touched, and he looked down and glanced lightly—

Σ(⊙▽⊙”a!

A slender hand was touching his legs, his fingers were slender, fleshy and fair, and it looked very soft and easy to touch. Then, Wang Xianxian touched his hand with a trait...

Lin Mitao immediately opened her eyes wide and looked incredibly at Wang Zuxian who was constantly rubbing her fingers.

Awkward ~~~

Only then did Wang Zuxian realize that the other party was secretly holding a mahjong card and handing it to her.

See this.

Wang Xianxian subconsciously looked up and looked at the other two people guiltily, then happily took over the card, and his whole heart was beating.

"It's your turn Xiaoxian, play a card and is listless, and travels around the sky... Hurry up, delaying my Hu Da Sanyuan--"

The brother Zhang Guoyan, who was sitting next to her, stopped humming the old Cantonese songs, and couldn't help but pout and urge him, his face full of impatientness.

"Hey? No, are you less cards?" The brother stared at the mahjong in front of Wang Zuxian with a serious look on his face.

"How can I keep holding a card in my hand?" Wang Xianxian raised his hand and gestured for a moment, his face full of righteousness, "How could I have fewer cards? I remember it clearly every time..."

"Shenjing Bing, how can you hide your cards in your hand?" The brother muttered impatiently, then reached out to touch the cards.

Um.

My brother is very good at everything he does, but this brand is just... he will be anxious when he loses, and he will be very close to playing cards.

"Whose card on the ground?"

Shi Nansheng, with short hair and capable hair, walked over with coffee, bent down and picked up a mahjong on the ground, and joked with a smile, "Hey, you guys play cards, don't you know if you don't know how to play cards, right?"

"That might be the one I lost when I was playing cards just now." Wang Xianxian rushed to find a reason, and then pointed his hand at his brother, "It might be the one I lost."

"How could it be the card I dropped? It's absolutely impossible!"

The brother immediately slapped the table, "How can I know if I lose my cards? I have been playing cards for so many years, how clear I can remember cards. Why do I look like Xiaoxian caught this 'dong'???"

"No, right? Xiaoxian's card is right." Liu Jialing said uncertainly.

"Of course not, I don't lack cards." Wang Zuxian said quickly.

"No, right, I remember how clear the cards are. I remember it was Xiaoxian's card. Just now, Jialing touched Qingxia's 'dong', and I complained that only one was left, and then you took it out to show off to me... Wait, your card..." Zhang Guozhen said and looked at Wang Zuxian.

"You won't suspect that I'm stealing cards, do you?" Wang Zuxian stopped doing it, with aggrieved face and began to show off his acting skills.

"Brother, you remember it wrong. That was the last round card. If you don't believe me, ask Carina. Mom Qian gave everyone a tea just now." At this time, the sexy and mature Aunt Lin smiled and asked to help relieve the situation.

"No..." Zhang Guozhen glanced at him suspiciously, "Isn't it right?"

"Yes, you remembered it wrong." Aunt Lin smiled slightly, "This Carina card is good, you won't be because your cards are bad, so..."

As she said that, she turned to look at Liu Jialing, her eyes showing clues.

"I really think I have an impression, you must have remembered it wrong." Liu Jialing immediately turned against him when she heard this, "This card is not allowed to be credited."

"Look at it, I'll just say it." Wang Xianxian immediately resurrected with blood and said confidently: "I really didn't steal cards."

I just took Qingxia...a card handed over by my sister. Isn't this a stealing card, right?

Thinking of this, the two of them raised their heads in a very tacit understanding and looked at each other.

Lin Qingxia smiled and raised her eyebrows gently at Wang Zuxian. The latter also raised her chin with a smile, and everything was silent.

"Is it really that I remembered it wrong?"

The brother couldn't help but mutter, and then slapped the table with a angrily slap, which scared Wang Zuxian torture.

"Maybe my old man's memory has become worse."

"That's not that, it's still pretty..." Lin Qingxia praised with a smile, "Or the paparazzi below wouldn't have been squatting on you all the time."

"I'm almost annoyed. I just finished filming "The World" recently, I'm so tired..." There was a gloom between Zhang Guozhen's eyebrows. Recently, the media has been following many of his news, which made him exhausted.

"I heard that Pan Qian fell off the horse? Is it serious?" Speaking of this, he suddenly glanced at Liu Jialing, whose face was calm.

"I heard that Pan Qian is not very serious, but in order to take care of her situation, Qing and my sister... are still not good for me to go to the hospital. Otherwise, it will cause many paparazzi and fans to chase her, and will affect her." Wang Xianxian said.

"I have some medicines for treating bruises and injuries. They are all because I often shoot movies and take photos for myself, and the effect is very good. I'm not very convenient, so I'll give it to you and give it to her for me." Liu Jialing gently lifted her hair and smiled naturally, "I wish her a happy marriage for me."

"Yeah." Wang Xianxian responded.

The matter between Liu Jialing and Mr. Xu was also very sensational back then. Now that the other party is going to get married, she can send her blessings so peacefully, which also shows that she has let go of her obsession.

Two women are not unable to be friends because of a man.

Are Liu Jialing and He Chaoqiong okay?

Wang Zuxian couldn't help but look at Aunt Lin again, who collided with her eyes at the right time.

I have some palpitations inexplicably.
Chapter completed!