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72. Chapter 72 Why doesn't he dislike it?

Tianxin saw everyone staring at her, and she was only worried about Situ Qinglang sitting next to her. She didn't react for a while, so she couldn't help but asked blankly: "Huh?"

"Come on, looking at her distracted look, she probably doesn't want to!" Ma Weiwei's tongue was bent after accepting such an expensive gift, and her whole body was stimulated to wake up a lot.

She came over with a beer and said flatteringly: "Second Young Master is here, my birthday party is going to be absolutely brilliant, I must give you a toast!"

"I drove here, so I won't drink." Situ Qinglang took the sweetheart's drink cup as a matter of course, "I will use juice instead of wine. I wish you a happy birthday."

Situ Qingqing was petrified again. How could her brother drink from someone else's used cup!

Does her brother even have to bring his own set of supplies when staying in a five-star hotel?

"That's my cup..." Tianxin looked at Situ Qinglang eagerly, thinking how could he not dislike it?

Now He Jiaming could see clearly that if Situ Qinglang hadn't really liked Sweetheart, he wouldn't have done such an outrageous thing.

Inexplicably, he felt as if his jealousy had been overturned. The woman He Jiaming was attracted to was actually taken advantage of by Situ Qinglang. This was really bad enough.

He Jiaming knew that he was far inferior to Situ Qinglang, who was a colonel. Although the relationship between the two families was good, doing business was still inferior to being in politics, not to mention that the Situ family was involved in military affairs.

Therefore, He Jiaming, who has been compared to Qinglang since he was a child, and who loses to Qinglang in everything, simply cannot accept that even women lose to him.

His expression became stiffer and stiffer. Situ Qinglang saw it in his eyes. Thinking of his phone call, an elusive smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ma Weiwei became excited again, wagging her tail and asking in a flattering manner: "Second Young Master, we are playing truth or dare, do you want to play too?"

Situ Qinglang himself disdained this kind of vulgar game, but it was up to the guest to do as he pleased, and he would not refute Ma Weiwei's face at this time, so he nodded in agreement: "Okay, it's up to you."

"Come on, Second Young Master, let's enjoy the glory. Let's have fun. Don't be polite!" Ma Weiwei started to work hard again.

But are you welcome? This guy... is wearing a military uniform!

Although the men and women sitting here don't understand what the position of two bars and three stars is, he seems to be very cheating!

In the next game, although the people at the table were harmonious, they could not help but exchange glances. Only the sweetheart was still distracted, and from time to time... she would secretly giggle.

This feeling is really amazing, the person you miss so much is sitting next to you, everything is like a dream.

Round after round, these people played more and more, but I don’t know if it was because of Situ Qinglang’s presence, but Tianxin’s aura was completely reversed, from a little bitch who was always being slapped to someone who finally had someone.

Opportunity calls the shots.

She actually got Qiu Qianqian!

This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for revenge!

Tianxin prides himself on being a person who has revenge and grievances, and has never had a fearless spirit of self-sacrifice. This time, when he saw that he had actually used a cheat to win the lottery of Qiu Qianqian, his thoughts immediately became active.

What should I punish her for...

Situ Qinglang glanced sideways and saw her eyes rolling around like black grapes with a cunning look on her face. He couldn't help tapping his fingers on the table and said softly: "Since she has such a good relationship with Jialuo, let her treat Jialuo.
Chapter completed!
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