"Jing......" Ian's blue eyes were full of complexity.

Although she didn't speak, she could see that Jian Junxi didn't want to have anything to do with him.

Nangong Jing clenched his fists, looking at their disappearing backs, his eyes closed in pain.

"He doesn't love you!" Ian recounted a fact she saw.

And this sentence was like a sharp blade, stabbing at Nangong Jing's heart fiercely, knife after knife, never stopping, and the pain made all the internal organs seem to have moved their positions.

"Jing, let's go have a drink together!" Yier grabbed Nangong Jing's shoulders and dragged him outside, who was in a state of exhaustion.

At this moment, Nangong Jing's mood fell to the bottom and was silent......

Ian's eyes flashed with sentimentality, and he just silently followed them.

Jiang Heng couldn't figure it out, why could she be so ruthless?

Jian Junxi, who rushed to the peak desperately, seemed to be just a dream he had had, sighed a long sigh, and followed......

"Mo Zixuan!" There was a sudden loud bang from the casino.

Mo Zixuan, who was changing chips, suddenly turned around, and saw Mo Chen wearing a military uniform, full of righteousness, with a few soldiers, walking towards him murderously.

"Dad, you ......"

......Before he could finish his words, Mo Chen slapped him hard and roared hysterically: "You rebel, do you want to be angry with me?" ”

"I ......" Mo Zixuan just wanted to open his mouth.

"Slap ......" Mo Chen slapped him again, his chest rose and fell violently in anger, and his nostrils seemed to be spitting fire.

Mo Zixuan was beaten too much, and guessed that it was Mo Chen who was notified by Jian Junxi, and at this moment, his heart hurt as if he was frozen.

Seeing this, Mo Zixuan's friend immediately rushed over, separated the two of them, and persuaded him with kind words: "Uncle Mo, don't be angry, Zixuan didn't lose ......"

"Is it a matter of winning or losing? How many times have I told him not to associate with Jane, he just won't listen, and I have to beat him to death today! ”

Mo Chen roared angrily and prepared to make a move.

"Eh...... Uncle Mo, don't be excited, he is just playing here and ......" The young man fought hard to stop Mo Chen.

Mo Zixuan's handsome face was tense, glaring at Mo Chen hatefully, clenching his teeth, and clenching his fists, like a tiger on the verge of rage.

"Look at what kind of attitude he has, what? When you grow up, your wings are stiff, and you have to fight even Lao Tzu! ”

Mo Chen pointed at him with his index finger, and he was furious like a lion's roar, so angry that he couldn't stop trembling.

Mo Zixuan gritted his teeth and said nothing, his eyes were full of anger and hatred, there seemed to be magma tumbling in his heart, and he was so angry that his breathing began to be messy.

He knew very well in his heart that Mo Chen and Jian Junxi were just trying to protect him by doing this, but the more they did this, the more he felt that he was useless!

A dignified seven-foot man, not only hiding under the wings of his parents, but also needs the protection of the woman he likes, how failed is his life?

Why can't he be a strong man? Strong enough to protect them?

"Uncle Mo, Zixuan is just in a bad mood today, he doesn't mean this, don't think about it!"

The young man blinked vigorously at Mo Zixuan, but he seemed to be invisible, staring at Mo Chen deadly, not saying a word.

"Okay, you can do it...... Come! Handcuff this boy and escort him back, and he will not be allowed to step out of the door without my orders!" ”

Mo Chen was so angry that the muscles on his face were trembling, and a fierce fire burst out from the bottom of his eyes.

Several soldiers behind him stood straight, raised their hands in salute, and said with their heads held high: "Yes, chief!" ”

(End of chapter)