Chapter 1600 What do you mean?
Looking at their disappearing figures, Mo Zixuan took out his mobile phone and dialed the assistant's number.

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

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

"Uh...probably...less than [-] million, I haven't had time to calculate it today." The assistant said with certainty after recalling it.

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

"Are you okay?" the assistant asked worriedly.

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

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

As a recognized promising young man, how could he possibly gamble?
He asked how much money he had left, that is, he wanted to know how much he could lose?
If he can win, he definitely doesn't want to lose, but he also doesn't want to lose everything...

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

He was in a worse mood when he heard it, and sat on the sofa without moving.

An Xun couldn't drive him away, he had a lot of things to do, 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, sit down too!" Yi Er pointed to the sofa next to him.

"No, I'm used to standing!" Jiang Heng replied respectfully, his calm eyes not showing any waves.

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 hypocritical, and could clearly feel Nangong Jing's murderous intentions towards him.

"I've always felt sorry for your accident in Shuangyou Mountain! I'm sorry, I blamed me for not being fully prepared!" Yi Er's apology was very sincere.

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

Yi Er's deep eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was.

After a few seconds of silence, he looked at Ian at the side, and said solemnly: "Today, I mainly want to apologize to you
One more thing, I also want to confirm with you, you and Ian are going to get married, are you serious? "

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

The thin lips moved slightly: "Does it matter if I take it seriously?"

"What do you mean?" El's words implied anger.

Nangong Jing looked up at Ian who was on the side, and said calmly: "She saved me, took care of me, and helped me, I am very grateful to her!
If it wasn't for her careful care, I wouldn't have recovered so quickly. After she sent me back to China, she suddenly told me that she wanted me to repay her kindness.
The condition is to be my wife, you ask if I am sincere?My gratitude to her is true!

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

However, I still have to make some things clear. I have also emphasized this point with her. I don't love her, and it is impossible to love her!
Even if we are married, she can only live alone in her empty boudoir. In this marriage, she is destined to be impossible to be happy.

(End of this chapter)

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