After the adoptive father died, he got his inheritance and gambled on horses to make money. Li Shanwen thought he was really lucky this year!
The last race at the end of the month was packed.
Li Shanwen and Qin Fei sat down early.
Li Shanwen’s eyes are searching for the windbreaker man.
The windbreaker man is a little strange today.
He suddenly received a message that Li Shanwen heard the windbreaker man bass and said, "Really changed? This is very cold! "
Then the windbreaker man immediately looked at his female companion excitedly.
Li Shanwen’s heart is seven
"Changed? Abrupt? " What does this mean?
There is also a saying in the media and Ma Jing that Xiao whirlwind has won the ninth game in a row. Will it not work?
However, this is not the mainstream view. Many people in the mainstream still support Cyclone after making money from Cyclone.
Li Shanwen also plans to buy a whirlwind to win this game.
But this windbreaker man hung up his curiosity after his trip.
The windbreaker man got up and seemed to go to the toilet. Li Shanwen followed him.
……
Ji Shu can’t hide his excitement
There are appetizers in front. Today is dinner.
It’s time to close the net
However, Ji Shu actually saw another familiar face in the crowd
A face that should neve be here.
Jifen!
You have something to say.
Gambling is not good! Gambling on horses is legal in Hong Kong.
Chapter 16 Chapter 16
Jishu bullet
Jifen, what will appear here?
Feng Guangyao had reason to chase her, but Jifen didn’t.
Jishu mind flint generally flashed an idea.
Jifen didn’t come to see her
Since cousin Jifen has also been reborn, it is possible that she has also seen the news that General Black won the championship unexpectedly.
Maybe Jifen is here to make money instead of looking for her.
Such a thought, JiShu look at JiFen again carefully.
In the distance, she is wearing a thin jacket and her figure is much rounder than before.
There is a place next to Jifen.
Jishu scarf covered half of her face and pulled Mokuangfeng around her.
"Who do you think that is?"
Mo Kuang-feng looked down Jishu’s line of sight.
A man and a middle-aged woman walked past with a little boy.
The man sat down beside JiFen with three drinks in his hand.
"Feng Guangyao and JiFen a? What are they doing here? "
Mo Kuang-feng pressed the bass, and his eyebrows sharpened.
"I don’t know. It happened that Jifen’s mother came, too. Is this a trip to bet on horses?"