"As long as you're happy."
Bo Jinghang nodded repeatedly, still touched.
"It's rare for you to be so concerned about me. Of course I'm touched."
"Yeah."
"I'm really touched! I'm so touched!"
In a high-end private room in Mansion Number Eight, Bo Jinhang finished the wine in his glass and placed it on the table.
Then, she looked up at Bo Jinchuan, who was sitting in the corner.
That person was holding a beauty in his arms and sitting there without any sense of guilt. He was quietly playing games with the beauty in his arms.
In front of him was a pile of wine.
"Fanxing, you've lost again."
Xu Qingzhi covered her mouth and smiled. At the same time, Bo Jinhang added another bottle of wine.
Bo Jinghang grimaced and gritted his teeth.
Shen Fanxing gave him an apologetic look and said, "I think I'll pass. I'm unlucky today."
