Qin Ziqing motioned for Fan Ruoshuang to sit down first, and when he was about to announce the second place, he suddenly heard a scream, "Fan Ruoxi, why are you here?"

It was the angry and resentful Ding Guixiang who spoke.

Although the women didn't wear veils, Fan Ruoxi sat in the back seat, and not many powerful people knew her, so many people didn't see her before.

A gust of wind came out, the curtain flew, and people looked at Fan Ruoxi.

"What? Fan Ruoxi is here?"

"How could she come?"

"If she wants to come, I won't come."

"It's just that I don't care to be in her company."

Fan Ruoxi stood up, "Hello Miss Qin, hello everyone." ”

"Fan Ruoxi, do you know how to write poems, you will come?" It was still Ding Guixiang who spoke.

Fan Ruoxi frowned and looked at the other party, that face, it was better not to look at it.

"Am I offending you, girl?"

Ding Guixiang snorted coldly, if it weren't for my grandfather's repentance, my father would have become your brother-in-law now, what do you say.

"Everyone here is here to meet friends with poetry, but you can't write a single poem, you get out of here now, otherwise I won't come again in the future."

"Yes."

"Yes." A few others chimed in.

Fan Ruoxi looked at Fan Ruoxue, only to see her side face pursing her lips and smiling.

Qin Ziqing had the heart to mediate, "Don't be impatient, let's listen to what Miss Fan has to say." ”

"Miss Qin, since I'm here, of course I can compose poems."

"Then take a look!" Ding Guixiang got on the bar with her.

Fan Ruoxi walked out slowly, and when she arrived in the center, she first looked at the sons on the side, and some of the sons who didn't know her saw that this Fan girl was quite beautiful.

"If you want me to compose poetry, you can, then you have to have a color." Fan Ruoxi is short of silver.

Some boys' eyes lit up, and they often go to casinos or something.

"Fan Ruoxi, what color head do you want?" Ding Guixiang asked.

"I don't dislike gold, silver, jewelry, and jade ornaments, and so can silver."

Qin Ziqing was a little unhappy above, how could this elegant activity become so vulgar.

However, she glanced at the Second Highness, and saw that the Second Highness looked at Fan Ruoxi with great energy, and her eyes were attracted by her, and she didn't say anything.

"Come on, come on, bet on." A few sons had already taken out their silver tickets, and some of them looked at Fan Ruoxi with disdain.

Some people who know Fan Ruoxi didn't want to gamble, but this is a good opportunity, Fan Ruoxi used to fight and brawl, and she didn't learn anything, how could she know poetry and songs, so she also took out a silver ticket.

In this way, in less than a cup of tea, a silver ticket of one thousand taels was collected.

"Fan Ruoxi, this is a thousand taels, you have to take out a thousand taels, we will wait for you to lose."

Although the ladies are not bad for money, the proportion of people who can play is still small. That's why I made up a thousand taels.

"Although one thousand taels is a lot, but you are so many people, I only have myself, this is not fair, you are really a bully!" Fan Ruoxi slowly turned to the back and walked to the front again.

She reached the front of the Second Highness and stopped.

"In the scanning of the medical system, poisoning, the space needs to be upgraded to level four before there is a prescription."

The person in the wheelchair saw Fan Ruoxi stop in front of him, and his heartbeat suddenly increased a few times.

"Didn't you say you wanted a lottery?"

"Don't you have odds or something?" Are you gambling so unprofessionally?

A few sons discussed it, and soon, Fan Ruoxi would compose poems, and he would pay ten for one.

Bet on Fan Ruoxi who can't compose a poem.