Mo Zikun nodded at Bai Zhou and Chi Yang without any preferential treatment as a form of greeting. Then, he turned his gaze to Jian Ai and said with an easygoing smile, “Haoyu often comes to my casino, but I’ve never seen him lose money. Today, I heard him say that a teenage girl won tens of millions of yuan from him. I really can’t help but be curious. If I’ve offended you, please forgive me.”
Mo Zikun’s tone was gentle. Although he had an aura of a natural superior, he did not put on any airs. His entire person gave Jian Ai a feeling like the spring wind, making her feel comfortable.
Jian Ai smiled and teased, “As long as you’re not looking for trouble with me.”
“Haha…” Mo Zikun couldn’t help but laugh out loud. His eyes under the glasses twitched as he looked at Jian Ai and smiled. “Not to mention that you didn’t win my money, but even if it was my Qingbang’s money, I wouldn’t go so far as to find trouble with a customer for a few hundred million of Macau Pataca.”
Jian Ai’s expression did not change, and she still had a polite smile on her face. In the end, she did not answer Mo Zikun but slowly said, “If Mr. Mo has nothing else, I think we should leave.”
Even though Jian Ai could sense that Mo Zikun had no ill intentions, she did not want to stay there any longer.
She did not have any prejudice against Ji Haoyu or Mo Zikun. She just purely wanted to leave.
“Oh, of course.” Mo Zikun’s smile faded. He did not ask her to stay and nodded readily. “I hope we can meet again in the future!”
Jian Ai smiled but did not comment.
After they left, Ji Haoyu slowly stood up from the sofa and walked to Mo Zikun’s side. His tall and slender figure was half a head taller than Mo Zikun. One could see that his eyes were filled with joy. He faintly curled his lips and said, “She is the most special person I have ever seen.”
Mo Zikun tilted his head to look at Ji Haoyu with a smile in his eyes. In the end, he chuckled. “Are you tempted?”
Ji Haoyu seemed to have heard something funny. As he laughed, he shook his head and denied it without hesitation. “I don’t have the habit of an old cow eating tender grass.”
As he spoke, he could not help but look at Mo Zikun meaningfully.
Mo Zikun could tell what he meant. Mo Zikun and his current wife, Xingtian Liangnai, were seven years apart.
Not only was he not angry, but Mo Zikun also couldn’t help but laugh. Then, he said to Ji Haoyu in a flaunting manner, “Sometimes, tender grass insists on being eaten by cows. As a cow, I have no choice.”
“I have to tell my Sister-in-law this word for word,” Ji Haoyu said with a smile.
Mo Zikun shrugged his shoulders and revealed an indifferent expression.
When Xingtian Liangnai was eighteen years old, she fell in love with Mo Zikun at first sight in Country Z. Then, she chased him from Country Z to Macau. After three years of hard work, she finally married Mo Zikun when she was twenty-one years old.
Everyone who knew them knew their love story. It was a wonderful story at that time.
…
On the way back, Jian Ai sat in the backseat of the car and was momentarily dazed.
Just this morning, she was still a penniless person. At this time, she already had enough money to support and operate her company.
Everything was unbelievable yet so real.
Jian Ai didn’t stop thinking until the car slowly stopped in front of the hotel.
The doorman went up and opened the door for her. Jian Ai got out of the car and looked into the distance casually, only to see Jian Changsheng walking towards the hotel.
