Chapter 22: Possibility

Seeing that Mu Qianxue seemed to be tricked by Zhao Bai, and kept talking with Zhao Bai with a smile, Lu Yueyue frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

She even really doubted that Zhao Bai had done something to her.

After all, she is her own good sister, but she has to pay attention.

Just when she was worried about Mu Qianxue's situation, she saw Fang Ke'er chatting with Zhao Bai with a curious face.

What kind of poison did my two best little sisters get today?Why can I talk so happily with this big talker?

At this time, Fang Ke'er was asking Zhao Bai in a low voice: "Zhao Bai, are you telling the truth?

Fang Ke'er has always had a good attitude towards herself, she doesn't look at herself with colored glasses, Zhao Bai still likes such a girl, so she chatted with her a few more words.

"Of course. Zhao Bai replied with a smile.

After seeing Zhao Bai confirm again, this time Fang Ke'er no longer doubted, but asked curiously: "I heard that only the owner of the blue sea and blue sky has the right to allocate that private room, how did you get it." ”

Zhao Bai smiled innocently and said, "If I say that I don't know you believe it?"

Fang Ke'er glanced at Zhao Bai obliquely and did not reply.

Apparently saying, guess I believe it or not.

Seeing that Fang Ke'er didn't believe Zhao Bai and said honestly: "Actually, I really booked other private rooms before, but I was told that their boss changed my private room to Emperor Sea No. 95, I don't know what the situation is at all, I asked the customer service, and the customer service didn't tell me who the boss behind the blue sea and blue sky was!"

"Huh?" After listening to what Zhao Bai said, Ke'er fell silent.

Zhao Bai said sincerely, and his eyes were also sincere, not like a lie.

But what he said always didn't sound like the truth.

He didn't know the boss behind Bihai and Lansky, but the boss behind Bihai and Blue Sky knew him, and forcibly replaced the original private room with Emperor Sea No. 95 to entertain him?

What kind of identity does this have to make the boss behind the blue sea and blue sky do this?

Fang Ke'er became more curious about Zhao Bai's identity.

However, recalling the mobile phone Zhao Bai used when she entered the door, she couldn't help but look weird.

From beginning to end, from being a person to talking, Zhao Bai didn't feel the temperament of a rich boy at all, but had a sense of simplicity of a commoner.

It was precisely because of his sense of simplicity that Fang Ke'er got closer to him.

After getting along with some rich boys who are not very good for a long time, Ke'er is more interested in people like Zhao Bai.

Of course, it's just interested, and there's nothing in it that likes or dislikes.

But simplicity is simplicity, and being able to get Emperor Sea No. 95 is not something that a simple person can do.

However, Zhao Bai didn't mean it explicitly, so Ke'er didn't ask more.

Zhao Bai and Fang Ke'er didn't talk loudly, but some people nearby still heard it clearly.

Seeing Zhao Bai slapping his swollen face and becoming fat, and refusing to admit it, Sun Xing couldn't help but sneer.

He was not happy with Mu Qianxue and Zhao Bai chatting so speculatively, and immediately said at this time: "Zhao Bai, it's not interesting to slap a swollen face and be fat, it's already 4 o'clock, and there is still an hour to go to the blue sea and blue sky, you won't tell us at that time, because you want to be with us, so you will return the Emperor Sea private room." ”

Sun Xing blocked Zhao Bai's excuse in advance, lest he use this kind of excuse that was clumsy, but still barely able to get past it.

"Naturally not. Zhao Bai replied lightly.

As soon as Sun Xing finished speaking, Qian Xiaohao couldn't help laughing: "You don't know the boss behind Bihai and Lantian, he actually has to change the private room of Emperor Sea No. 95 to you, what a big card you have......"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Yueyue's eyes suddenly rolled to think of a possibility, and whispered to Qian Xiaohao beside him: "Wouldn't it be that there is a big man named Zhao Bai with the same name as him, and the boss of the family explained to his subordinates, and then their subordinates got the wrong person." ”

Thinking about it carefully, Qian Xiaohao suddenly felt that it was more likely that Lu Yueyue would say this.

After all, although Zhao Bai looked like he was talking big, his expression obviously didn't mean to say big words, I can't tell if what he said was true, but the matter was an oolong thing.

When Zhao Bai sat on No. 95 of the Emperor Sea and had fun, the real big man came over, and the picture was too beautiful to think about it.

Thinking of this scene, Qian Xiaohao almost burst out with joy, and he hurriedly reminded Lu Yueyue not to say this idea.

Maybe you can see a good show by yourself and others at night.

However, before that, they and others must dissociate themselves from Zhao Bai, otherwise the anger of the big people may not be something they can bear.

Thinking of this, he whispered to Sun Xing and the others about this possibility.

Immediately, Sun Xing and the others immediately showed a wicked smile on their faces, combined with Zhao Bai's confident expression, this possibility is really not low.

At this time, Qian Xiaohao continued to whisper: "When the time comes to the blue sea and blue sky, you can encourage him a little more and trick him into going to the Emperor Sea, and we will just wait to see a good show when we turn back." ”

Sun Xing nodded with a smile and said: "Naturally, no problem, this kid himself is still kept in the dark, and when he passes, he will have fun, and if he doesn't know it, he will be thrown out with a broken leg." ”

At this time, Liu Zhe next to him chuckled with a lewd smile: "It may not be necessary to break three legs." ”

Everyone had already decided that Zhao Bai was going to be miserable at night, so no matter how speculative and happy he was chatting with Fang Ke'er or Mu Qianxue at this time, they didn't care.

Everyone laughed with disdain, which was to give the condemned prisoner the last chance to indulge.