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  “Are all of you shocked? Brother Bo will be here soon and he’s not alone!”


  Everyone asked curiously, “Who else?”


  Someone whom Bo Jinchuan would be appearing with, wouldn’t be an ordinary person.

  Upon saying that, Yin Ruijue shrunk his neck back.

  “How would I know who it is? But I’m sure it’s a woman!”


  “A woman?”


  “A woman?”


  “No way…”


  “Even though I’ve never seen Young Master Bo, I’ve heard of him. He’s famous for abstaining himself from women. Why would he bring a woman here?”


  Yin Ruijue waved his hand and said, “It’s okay if you don’t believe me. You can witness it yourself when he is here later.”


  “You’re not betting anymore?” teased someone.

  Yin Ruijue’s face darkened. Recalling the time when he called Li Tingshen “Dad”, he was so angry that he didn’t sleep well for a week.

  And now, they wanted to make a bet because of Brother Bo?

  Even though he was sure that he had heard a woman’s voice, he didn’t dare to trust Brother Bo.

  He had promised to join them the previous time, and he was tricked!

  And Li Tingshen took advantage of him for nothing!

  Perhaps he could seek revenge this time.

  He gave Li Tingshen a look and asked, “Do you want to make a bet?”


  Li Tingshen held a long cigarette between his well-defined fingers. The lighter’s blue flame suddenly flickered as he lit up the cigarette.

  White smoke emitted from his lips and nose slowly, curling upwards and dissipating before his eyes.

  Maturity and elegant, with a hint of casual laziness.

  His dark orbs shifted lazily before he cast Yin Ruijue a stare. He smiled before asking, “Are you sure?”


  Yin Ruijue was used to seeing the lack of emotions on Li Tingshen’s face. Underneath his gentle and calm facade, were hidden slyness and ruthlessness.

  Upon hearing his question, Yin Ruijue’s eyes shifted unnaturally before he waved his hand. “Forget it, there’s no point in gambling.”


  Li Tingshen chuckled darkly and said, “Really? Don’t regret it then.”


  …


  On the way to Imperial Entertainment Club, Shen Fanxing hung up a few calls.

  “Su Heng?”


  Shen Fanxing looked at Bo Jinchuan and nodded. “Yeah.”


  The next second, Shen Fanxing’s phone rang again.

  This time, it was a message.

  Su Heng typed,?

  Su Heng typed,?

  Su Heng said again,?

  Shen Fanxing had a lot of seafood for dinner. With the calls and messages from Su Heng, her bloated stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

  Taking a deep breath, she turned off her phone and stuffed it into her bag.

  “Why?”


  “Nothing much. I guess he wants to settle scores with me because his girlfriend has suffered today and she is unhappy?”


  “Settle scores?”


  Bo Jinchuan’s voice turned cold, his expression became dangerous and menacing.

  “Let him try.”


  Shen Fanxing turned her head to study his expression. She grinned at how confident and determined he was of teaching Su Heng a lesson.

  “Why are you laughing?”


  Bo Jinchuan didn’t look too pleased.

  How dare Su Heng try to seek revenge on his woman?

  “He’s not worth your efforts.”


  “Whoever bullies you deserves a beating.”