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    Black and White Widow

    Li Xin narrowed her eyes and didn’t say yes or no, she just stared at Xuan Jing.

    Xuan Jing, who was already nervous, felt even more helpless.

    Li Xin pinched a silver dollar and put it in front of her eyes. After a while, she suddenly stood up from her position.

    Neither Shang Yanhua nor Xuan Jing knew what she was going to do, so they could only get up together and watch helplessly as she took the bag and threw it over the railing.

    Xuan Jing let out an exclamation unconsciously.

    There is a pool at the bottom of the first floor, which was originally used for decoration.

    The bag fell into the water. She didn’t tie the mouth of the bag tightly, and the bright silver coins poured out, sparkling in the water, and making many people’s eyes burn.

    Most of the people sitting on the first floor have a little money on hand. Although they have no worries about food and clothing, they are far from luxurious.

    When so many silver coins fell, they were naturally moved, but they did not dare to actually take it.

    Li Xin then turned to Xuan Jing and said:

    “Two hundred oceans, just throw it into the water and hear the sound. You can have tea and listen to the show, but the rest is just daydreaming.”

    After saying that, he didn’t look at Xuan Jing’s face, but called the manager and brought a new ocean to her:

    “If Ms. Xuan wants to show off her bamboo clothes, she will be welcomed here at any time. As for other things, you have to bring enough money to do business, right?”

    Her words did not leave any sympathy for Xuan Jing.

    Xuan Jing was filled with hatred but did not dare to get angry. The tips of her clenched fingers trembled and her joints turned white. She endured it again and again before giving up and saying goodbye in a hoarse voice.

    Before leaving, Li Xin did not forget to ask the person in charge to load silver coins for her.

    After she left, only Li Xin and Shang Yanhua were left in the private room.

    Li Xin glanced at him:

    “How old are you?”

    Shang Yanhua tensed his jaw and answered respectfully:

    “Back to my employer, I have just turned two years old.”

    Li Xin lowered his head and smiled:

    “Not too small.”

    Shang Yanhua’s heart palpitated, thinking that she disliked his age, and couldn’t help but worry.

    While he was thinking wildly, a beautiful face came up in front of him, and his cool and soft fingertips pinched his chin, turning his face left and right.

    The fragrance on her body was a bit strong, strong and choking, occupying the entire space with an aggressive tone.

    “It’s pretty raw. How do you sing on a regular basis?”

    Shang Yanhua didn’t look at her eyes, which were too sharp, so he lowered his eyes and fluttered his eyelashes:

    “I learned it late, and I only have a rough grasp of it. It’s my wife and the gentlemen who appreciate me, and I rely on my boss to earn a living.”

    It’s obvious that he has been very popular recently, but his words are quite accurate.

    After hearing this, Li Xin also found Shang Yanhua strange and interesting.

    She loosened her hand and stepped back a little:

    “You don’t want to go with Xuanjing? Wouldn’t it be more comfortable to be with her than to make excuses while rushing to the venue?”

    Shang Yanhua shook his head:

    “I don’t want to.”

    He categorically refused without explaining the reason, so Li Xin naturally would not force him.

    She just asked casually.

    She rolled her eyes and saw that he was biting his lips until the blood turned pale, probably because he was uneasy, and she suddenly felt a bit joking in her heart.

    Li Xin leaned forward, and Shang Yanhua subconsciously wanted to retreat, but obviously he realized that the retreating movement would annoy her, so he froze and then paused.

    She deliberately pinched his face like a gangster, but he just frowned slightly.

    Li Xin chuckled, and suddenly hooked her hands around his neck and kissed him hard on the lips.

    The rouge stained his lips, making his complexion look much better.

    It was Shang Yanhua who was caught off guard by Li Xin’s sudden attack and stood there in a daze, no different from a wooden man.

    “Look, I gave you some lipstick, and you look much prettier.”

    She smiled and relaxed her arms.

    Gen: Ahem, you damn ghost, you are good or bad.

    Ah Xin: It’s not me. It’s impossible.

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