The Exclusive Beloved Lord Xiao is Wife Controlled

Chapter 15

Brother Ye stuffed the document into his pocket, he looked around and asked with blurred eyes, "Where did Tian Mu go?"

"He, he probably has an affair at a certain corner, Brother Ye, let's go back and continue drinking, we won't go home if we don't get drunk tonight!" Ah Lu happily suggested.

"Let's go, brothers and sisters are going to drink. I'll be the host tonight. Everything you eat, drink and play will be charged to my account."

A few men leaning on the railing on the second floor left laughingly. Ah Li walked halfway and suddenly turned back. He took out his mobile phone and dialed, his eyes fixed on the petite figure on the ground, "Put the treasure on the ground!" On the gambler, did you use your brain before going out?"

Damn, isn't it just a big gamble?You are so arrogant!But it's not just him who is arrogant, the manager in front of him is about to hum his nose to the sky.

"Look at you, you look very smart. Why is your brain flooded? If you want a gambler to fight against a gambler, do you want to be famous and crazy?"

30.00% of the Gambling King's profits are kept in Yeweiyang Casino. Jiang Luoluo's challenge undoubtedly challenged the lobby manager's bottom line.

It's okay for others to bully him, but Ou Yi absolutely can't tolerate others bullying someone who treats him well. He pushed down the lobby manager forcefully, raised his foot to step on his heart, and tried his best to restrain the raging anger in his low voice, "tell Mo Weilian, if you have the guts, come out and fight!"

"You're screaming so loud, aren't you afraid that your tongue will flash?" The gorgeous door of the casino was pushed open, and a man with shining golden light came out from inside.

"Wow, William Mo is so handsome!"

"I really want to help him give birth to a monkey!"

The two beauties behind Jiang Luoluo became fans of him every minute, and they all forgot which team they were from.

Handsome?Jiang Luoluo looked at him lazily. Moweilian was of mixed race. His three-dimensional face was incomparably handsome. He was almost as tall as Boss Ling. Gem. It's okay, but there is no electricity, and it's not as confusing as Boss Ling's eyes.

Ou Yi sat in the chair with his arms folded across his chest, the smile on his face was as dazzling as the scorching sun, "Mo Weilian, Laozi didn't want to bet with you at first, but my friend said that only you are qualified to bet with me, Laozi I'll put down my posture and do a few tricks with you."

It's been a long time since I met such an arrogant opponent, Mo Weilian pursed his lips and said to the short and fat middle-aged man beside him, "Mr. Wu, can we postpone our bet until next time?"

"Okay!" The middle-aged man readily agreed. Compared with his bet with the gambling king, the bet between the gambling scum and the gambling king seemed more interesting.

"Mr. Ou, what do you want to bet with me?" Mo Weilian asked with a smile, and he sat on the other side of the card table calmly.

"Can you play poker?"

"know a little."

"A match between a master and a game will determine the outcome. This is my betting money, what about yours?"

Mo Weilian had already prepared, but the target he had to deal with had changed to another person.

"My bet is 1000 billion. If I lose, the money will be donated to the Charity Foundation for Disabled Children." Mo Weilian was very calm. From his point of view, there seemed to be no suspense in this gamble.

Huh? !Jiang Luoluo was full of doubts, why they seemed to have heard their conversation somewhere.

"Ye Weiyang's croupiers are all professional scammers, I don't want to be taken advantage of." Ou Yi scratched his fingernails, and cast a sidelong glance at the lobby manager from the corner of his eye.

"If you talk nonsense again, be careful that I will tear your stinking mouth. It is obvious that your gambling skills are too sloppy, and you still have the face to rely on our croupiers." Whether it's the young master or the young master, it doesn't matter if it's true!
"I scolded the dog for eating shit, are you going to lie on the ground and eat shit? Shabi, labor and management are free to say what they say, and you can only blame your low IQ if you sit down." Ou Yi propped his face with one hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up. A sneer.

"You..." the lobby manager had a heart attack. What would he say to this scumbag? He cast his eyes on Mo Weilian, who knew that Mo Weilian didn't even look at him.

"Since Mr. Ou doesn't trust Ye Weiyang's croupier, let your friend deal the cards." Mo Weilian pointed to one person.

Ou Yi nodded in satisfaction, "Very well, it's just him."

The two of them decided on their own, and no one asked her opinion at all. Jiang Luoluo bit the bullet, and an unbalanced bet kicked off in her hands.

(End of this chapter)