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"This... Brother Bao, didn't we agree on this yesterday..." Tang Wenjun kept glancing towards Dong Yuqing, meaning: Haven't I already introduced you to this beauty, and you like her too...
"Who told her not to bet with me?" Yan Xiaobao said like he was having a childish tantrum, "If she bets with me, I'll go. If she doesn't bet, I won't go."
"Mr. Yan, I concede and admit that there are problems with the fengshui array I set up for Mr. Tang's house, so there's no need to bet anymore," Dong Yuqing politely invited, "Please come and give some guidance."
"Indeed," Tang Wenjun quickly echoed, "There are fengshui issues at my house, if you don't go, Brother Bao, I'm afraid I can't handle it. You can't just watch me stay unlucky, right?"
"You're not my wife, so what does your luck have to do with me?"
