His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 368

It's not that she hasn't seen the world, and there are more guests than this, but they are all in their thirties, and they are all big names with well-known names. I have never seen a young girl with this kind of handwriting, mainly because their temperament does not look like someone who has been soaked in casinos all the year round.

It was just such a person who took out the black card representing the infinite wealth and dignity of the supreme wealth, and it was also the real main card!

A teenage girl actually holds a master card. Her parents dote on her too much!

At least she has seen many young women take out black cards to pay, but they are all supplementary cards. At first glance, they look like they are raised by men or eldest young ladies at home.

But this one is obviously different.

The lady at the counter calmed down a little, took the card and gave her a chip change.

The 100 million chips were quite heavy to hold, so Qian Miao asked a few male waiters to help hold them.

Looking at his pitiful 100,000 chips, Lu Wanyu suddenly felt a sense of oppression.

She willingly admitted that in front of this person, she was the little sister.

The two walked in side by side, and the lady at the counter couldn't help looking at the direction she was going, thinking that with so much money, she should go to the box on the second floor to play big.

As a result, she saw her walking straight into the lobby on the first floor.

ten minutes ago.

The closed car is galloping down the road.

Next to him, Cang Zeyue stared at him with a very incomprehensible look, and had been staring all the way.

In the elevator just now, he saw Feng Xian's mobile phone, and happened to see what he was looking at—

It was a Weibo of a fashion blogger.

He was confused. He didn't know why Feng Xian suddenly became interested in entertainment, and he was still a male blogger.

"I said, where are you going? Find that blogger?"

"When did you become interested in men?"

Feng Xianjun frowned and glanced at him coldly, driving quietly without saying a word.

Cang Zeyue was really curious, and he still remembered the blogger's ID in his mind.

So, with curiosity, he took out his mobile phone and went to Weibo to check the blogger.

As soon as I entered, I saw a message posted by the blogger half an hour ago.

The dynamic title is very literary: the autumn wind is bleak, and you are the only warmth in this bleakness.

The title has several tags: #the most beautiful street shot of the year#, #autumn beauty#, #fashionfrontier#, # aesthetic#.

Below the title is a nine-square grid, and in each grid, there is the same girl.

Seeing the girl's face, Cang Zeyue's eyes narrowed, and Jun's face remained the same for three seconds.

The girl sat casually on the brown bench in the square, squinting her eyes, and leaned back comfortably on the chair to rest. The crimson Hongxia cast layers of light and shadow on her fair face, creating a dreamlike beauty.

The photographer is very good at capturing angles. Although the girls in the eight photos are all in the same pose and expression, he uses different lens angles to capture a unique sense of each photo. What to express, each one is different.

"Isn't this Tang Qianqian?" A few words floated out of his mouth.

I swiped my finger to the last one, and I saw the landmark building of Huili Plaza.

He laughed suddenly: "This child's hobbies are still so exciting, and he actually likes to gamble."

This dynamic is very hot, it has been on the hot search, and it is still in the top ten rankings.

Hot search name: #chairgirl#

Presumably, this is how Feng Xian knew about it.

With a little curiosity, Cang Zeyue clicked on the comments below and took a look.

【What kind of immortal appearance is this! Lele, tell me, which treasure star is this I missed? 】