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Chapter 208 Your Brother Doesn't Need Your Comments

Chapter 208 Your Brother Doesn't Need Your Comments

"Miss, what would you like to eat?" At the bar, Wei Qiyue just sat down, the bartender looked at her immature face, and called her Miss out of politeness.

"Boil water."

At the end of July, she didn't turn her head back. Looking at the men and women dancing on the dance floor, they were so revealing and ambiguous, and she was really shameless.

"...." The bartender was dumbfounded for a while, but soon a glass of warm water was placed in front of her.

Taking a sip, Qiyue lazily yawned, as if she was sleeping, after a day of tossing, she felt so sleepy!
She simply left the bar and looked for an inconspicuous corner. She squatted on the ground, leaning against the wooden wall, and squinted her eyes.

"Hey, wake up, wake up!" A cleaning aunt kept shaking Qiyue's body.

"Hmm..." Sleeping soundly, she was interrupted in a daze.

"Get up, I'm going to sleep and go home to sleep." The aunt's tone was not very friendly, and Qi Yue hurriedly stood up and patted her butt.

The bar is still very loud.

"Uh." As he was about to go to the bathroom, he accidentally saw that in the private room, Mo Tianju was sitting on the sofa, gambling with a group of people.

The anger couldn't help rising, my mother worked hard day and night, and this prodigal son gambled desperately day and night.

"Bang!" Kicking the door open, Zuo Qiyue stood at the door, welcoming everyone's gaze.

"The most heavenly tool!!!" came over, pulled him up, and dragged him to the door.

"What are you doing, let me go!" Angrily, he threw off her hand. He lost a lot of money tonight, and he was in a bad mood.

"Most heavenly, do you have a conscience? Your mother works day and night, but if you do this, can you live with a conscience?" For this so-called brother, she couldn't call him brother affectionately.

She used to fantasize that he could have a brother who could rely on and take responsibility like everyone else.However, the elder brother in reality always causes troubles and insists on implicating the whole family.

"Don't talk so much nonsense with me, where should I go." Mo Tianju pushed her out of the door, intending to close the door.In his desperation, Qiyue pushed his foot up to prevent him from closing the door.

"Most heavenly, I advise you to find a job quickly and live a down-to-earth life, otherwise, if you continue like this, you will die sooner or later!"

Angrily growling at him, her angry cheeks were slightly flushed with anger.

"Get out, you don't need to judge your brother's work!" Most Tian replied with disdain, and simply ignored her, turned and returned to the sofa.

"Keep going, if I don't get my money back tonight, I won't be the most!"

Then, the people in the whole box started to gamble again.Completely treat July as transparent.

In the seventh month at the door, flames were raging in her body. If she wasn't afraid of her mother being sad, she really wanted to hack this prodigal son to death with a knife!
"Play, play, I'll let you bet!!!"

Suddenly, she walked quickly to the gaming table, and everything on the table was swept away.

She just wanted to go crazy and destroy everything that could bet on her.

“Most July!!!”

Everyone looked at Zui Qiyue in blank dismay, Zui Tianju stood up, pointed at Zui Qiyue, his face was ugly and fierce.

Originally, his winning percentage in this game was very high, and he was still counting on this game to turn around, but he didn't expect that Qi Yue ruthlessly extinguished his hope!

Most Qiyue stared back at him unconvinced, and the two kept glaring.

"Don't play anymore, don't play anymore, it's really boring." A man next to him stood up, looking irritable.

"Don't go, no one can go until dawn!" Zuo Tianju said hastily, blocking his way.Tonight he was the main character who lost money, and he couldn't let them leave easily.

(End of this chapter)

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