If the other three were on Lu Ye’s side... Mei Lang looked sympathetically at the excited Los Angeles. Finally, his eyes flashed with determination.
He had been friends with Los Angeles for so many years. They had known each other longer than Lu Ye. How could he betray Los Angeles? !
Therefore, for the sake of friendship... Mei Lang decided to stand in the middle.
The final result was self-evident.
Los Angeles looked at everything in disbelief.
“Impossible! My cards are good, why did I lose?”
Lu Ye leaned against the sofa, his eyes sharp. “Where’s The Knife?”
“I. . .”Los Angeles was furious.
He was very unhappy. He touched the knife in his hand reluctantly and then smiled at Lu Ye. “Ye, Ye, you’re getting married. It’s not good to give a knife to your wife.”
“It’s okay. My Yan Yan likes it.”
