Chapter 437: Chapter 437: The Wife Sings and the Husband Follows Chapter 437: Chapter 437: The Wife Sings and the Husband Follows What?!
The group, including Shang Shi, were taken aback.
Even Hao Yansen and Bai Lang were very surprised.
She actually wanted to bet on Zuo Tu losing, and she was so confident…
“What are you thinking of doing?” Hao Yansen asked with a heated gaze and a slight smirk on his lips.
Without even thinking, one could tell she must be up to some mischief again.
Mo Jun took out a bottle of Potion, smiled faintly, and said, “As long as Zuo Tu drinks this, I can control his win or loss.”
“Wow, what is this?!” Bai Lang grabbed the bottle and examined it closely, looking very surprised as he asked.
“You’ll find out when the time comes.” Mo Jun deliberately played coy; after all, if she told them now, the surprise later would be spoiled.
But now, Hao Yansen and the others’ curiosity had been piqued.
At the same time, Hao Yansen reminded her, “If Zuo Tu’s body shows anything abnormal, they’ll definitely sense something is off and check him thoroughly.”
“I know. Don’t worry, there won’t be any problems. I assure you they won’t find anything,” Mo Jun said with confidence.
Hao Yansen didn’t ask any further and immediately instructed Shang Shi, “Find a way to get Zuo Tu to drink this.”
“Yes!” Shang Shi took the Potion and left, also very excited and anticipatory.
The others felt the same.
Bai Lang was especially thrilled, “Great, we’ll have a good show to watch later. Our little sister Jun is amazing; whoever crosses you is out of luck.”
Lin Feng, however, was happy to ask, “Can I go place my bets now?!”
Jian Wu had the same idea.
Hahahaha, they couldn’t wait to place their bets.
They were about to make a fortune, and just the thought of it was heart-pounding.
Mo Jun nodded, “As long as things go smoothly with Shang Shi, you can go bet.”
“I want in too.” Bai Lang suddenly whipped out a card and slapped it on the table, “You guys help me bet as well, bet as much as you can!”
“What’s the maximum bet?” Mo Jun asked in return, she also wanted to bet.
Bai Lang’s lips curved, “Ordinary folks can bet up to about a hundred thousand. But in the underground bets, the minimum is one million, and the maximum is ten million.”
Lin Feng and Jian Wu were immediately disappointed.
Whine, whine, whine, they were so poor, even worse off than ordinary folks!
“If I bet one million, how much can I win?” Mo Jun asked further.
“The rate is triple. If you bet one million, you can win three million,” Bai Lang said, his lips curving again, “I won’t rip them off, just put down a bet of ten million for me.”
Mo Jun, Lin Feng, and Jian Wu: “…”
You call that not ripping people off?
“I’ll also bet ten million.” Mo Jun looked at Hao Yansen, and before she could even speak to borrow money, he simply said, “I’ll have Shang Shi place your bet together with mine.”
Mo Jun smiled happily, “I didn’t even say I wanted to borrow money, did I?”
“What’s mine is yours,” Hao Yansen said, just smirking.
Mo Jun smiled even more brightly, “Then how much will you bet?”
Hao Yansen took a sip of tea, quite naturally saying, “What the wife sings, the husband follows.”
Bai Lang, Lin Feng, and Jian Wu: “…”
Damn it, are you trying to kill us with your public displays of affection?!
Show off your love, fine, but damn, showing off your wealth too!
Is there any way left for us to live?
This is just too much for the poor Lin Feng and Jian Wu to bear…
And not to cling to a wealthy benefactor when one encounters them would be like asking to be struck by lightning.
“Boss Hao, could I borrow some money?” Lin Feng asked tentatively and weakly, “I definitely will pay you back! I’ll pay you back tonight! I swear!”
Nonsense, we’re sure to win, of course, you’ll be able to pay me back.