Mo Zixuan looked at their disappearing figures, took out his mobile phone and dialed the assistant's number.

"Mr. Mo, what are your instructions?" The assistant's voice seemed a little surprised, for he rarely looked for him at night.

"Xiao Zhang, let me ask, how much money can be moved in the public account?" Mo Zixuan's thick eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Uh...... Probably...... Less than 100 million, I haven't had time to count it today. The assistant recalled for a moment before affirming.

"I know, it's nothing, you go get busy!" Mo Zixuan's face was not very good-looking, and his voice revealed a little melancholy.

"Are you alright?" The assistant asked uncomfortably.

Because his voice was even more decadent than in the afternoon, and he asked for money, and was a little worried about whether he had encountered any problems.

"It's fine!" After saying that, he pressed the hang up button without waiting for the assistant to reply, and looked thoughtfully in the direction of the casino.

As a recognized promising youth, how could he gamble?

He asked how much money he still had, that is, he wanted to know, what was the bottom of what he could lose?

If he can win, he definitely doesn't want to lose, but he doesn't want to lose his family either......

Just when he was hesitating to go to the casino, An Xun came over and repeated Jian Junxi's original words.

When he heard this, he was in a worse mood, and sat on the sofa without moving.

An Xun couldn't drive him away, he was busy with a lot of things, so he didn't care about him anymore.

Upstairs box

The waiter brought black tea and snacks, Jiang Heng closed the door and stood aside with a rigid expression.

"Jiang Heng, you can sit too!" Ilr gestured to the couch next to him.

"No, I'm used to it!" Jiang Heng replied respectfully, and there was no trace of waves in his calm eyes.

Nangong Jing glanced at him lightly, and said coldly: "Sit down!" ”

"Uh...... Yes, young master! Jiang Heng hesitated for two seconds, not daring to be pretentious, and could obviously feel Nangong Jing's murderous intent towards him.

"I've always felt sorry for your accident in Shuangyou Mountain! I'm sorry, blame me for not being prepared enough! "Il's apology is very sincere.

Nangong Jing's calm eyes swept over a touch of inquiry, took a sip of tea, and said casually: "It's none of your business!" ”

Yi'er's dark eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

After a few seconds of silence, he looked at Ian on the side and opened his mouth with a solemn expression: "Today, I mainly want to apologize to you."

One more thing, I want to make sure to you, you and Ian are going to get married, are you serious? ”

Nangong Jing lowered his eyes, his black hair was as quiet and mysterious as midnight, and his whole body exuded an unpredictable and unruly aura.

Thin lips moved slightly: "I don't think it's serious, does it matter?" ”

"What do you mean?" Ill was angry in his words.

Nangong Jing raised her eyes to look at Ian on the side, and said with a calm expression: "She saved me, took care of me, helped me, I am very grateful to her!"

If it weren't for her careful care, I wouldn't have recovered so quickly, and after she sent me home, she suddenly told me that she wanted me to repay the favor.

The condition is to be my wife, you ask me if I am sincere? My heart is true for her gratitude!

If she must be my wife, I can promise to marry her and give her the nominal title of "Mrs. Nangong".

However, there are some things that I still have to make clear, and I have also emphasized to her that I don't love her, and I can't love her!

Even if we get married, she can only live a lonely life, and in this marriage, it is destined to be impossible to be happy.

(End of chapter)